Doa Doa No Mi Novels & Stories

I thought you said he was a donor. “Kare desu. Kare wa donā desu,” she responds. (It’s him. He’s the donor.) His eyes widen, and she says something else I don’t quite catch. Jaden looks at me, then her, then back at me. He stands and strides toward me. I glance at Ami for a clue, but she seems calm. Is he going to hit me? Should I run? Before I can decide, he’s right in front of me.

The way she said my name like it meant something. And I wondered how much of it was real. When we got back to the penthouse, she went straight to the bedroom. I stayed behind. Poured a drink. Called Dante again. He picked up with a groan. “You’re obsessed.” “She got a message.” “From who?” “SOM.” Silence. Then: “You’re not wrong.” “I want everything. Background. Training. Affiliations.” “I’ll need a day.” “You’ve got six hours.”

Shawn rolled his eyes and hung up immediately. Jenna laughed. “Scammers nowadays don’t even bother with a good story. Who doesn’t know that Samantha is too sickly to conceive?” Shawn fell silent. He clearly agreed with her without saying a word. I could not help but smile bitterly. He did not know that in order to conceive, I had spent the last two years swallowing a lot of bitter pills for treatment. And it was all gone. Just as he was about to toss his phone aside, another call came in.

Then, Dawn said something neither of them was expecting. “I miss you.” When those words left his lips, Dawn almost crashed into the car in front of him at a traffic junction. Thankfully, his reflexes saved him. “I missed you too!” Aqua clutched her phone with both hands, not missing a beat. “Come back soon, Don. I’ll be waiting with sushi.” Agreeing quickly in a dazed state, Dawn ended the call quickly. What the heck did he just say?

Then Aroon broke the silence. " Let's play a game ?" " Game ? Now ?", Dae asked. " Yeah. I will guess your likes and after that you should guess mine. Hmm?", Aroon asked. "Okay..", Dae nodded enthusiastically. "You like pets, right?" "Yes..", Dae smiled. "Hmm..you like watching anime..?" "Yes.." "You like Dim Sum, Pad Krapav ? You like rain.. You like Phet. " Dae kept on nodding.

Alora I beat my palms against my steering wheel, “Mother fucking son of a bitch. No, no, no, you can't do this to me. Come on you piece of shit, start.” I turn the key in the ignition again, praying under my breath, “Come on, come on, start, start.” The only sound is a click.

“What?” my head is really killing me right now and I can’t process whatever this man is saying. “What’s your name?” I can sense the authority in his voice and I automatically replied. “Amelia Hope Robertson.” I am struggling to talk now. I am palpitating badly and sweating so hard. “I, Dimitri Sky Hemming, reject you, Amelia Hope Robertson as my mate.” What the f*** I don’t know why but I am furious hearing him said that. I know it doesn’t make sense to me but the word reject had my blood boil to its highest point.

“I’m sorry for what happened. I’m sorry for putting your life in danger. I never meant for any of this to touch you.” My stomach twisted. “Oh my god, you do know her.” He nodded once, it was slow and miserable. “Who is she?” “Her name is Donna Sofia.” He spoke the name like it tasted bitter. “She’s married to one of the old bosses, Don Moretti. Back when Don Antonio adopted me, Don Moretti and Antonio were partners, they were thick as thieves.” He paused, rubbed his thumb across his knuckles like the motion could erase what came next.

As the Donna of an Iyvalian mafia, I'd barely touched down in Strallard when a livestream flashed across my screen. A pack of barely-dressed girls were filming, phones in hand, voices shrill with fake outrage. "We found the bitch—she lives right here!" "That troia had the nerve to come after my best friend's man! We're dragging her out and giving her a public lesson!" They panned the camera across the neighborhood. I paused. Wasn't that my building?

I passed out on the ground with my hands around my stomach, trying to protect the baby. I wasn’t sure how long I had passed out for, but when I finally awoke; I was still on the floor in the house. I tried to move as I did. The pain in my stomach made me scream again. “Hang on baby please, mommy loves you, you just need to hold on.” I said to the baby in my stomach, but I knew deep down it was too late. Looking down at myself, I could see that I was in a pool of blood. I still couldn’t move. That was when someone had walked through the front door. It was Nathan, Charles’ best friend. He rushed over to me when he saw on I was on the ground in my own blood.