Dona Morte Novels & Stories

I could feel death breathing down my neck. Just then, Enzo suddenly reached out and stopped her. "Wait. Don Medici isn't back yet. He needs to decide this himself." "Let him decide?" Giovanna raised an eyebrow. "You think he'd believe this old woman's nonsense?" "No matter what, we can't kill her," Enzo said firmly. "Don Medici is extremely sensitive about anything related to the Donna. If she really has some kind of background, we can't afford the consequences." Giovanna shot me a vicious glare and put the dagger away. "Fine! We'll let her live for now. When the Don gets here, we'll see how he deals with this liar."

He swallowed, the sound loud in the tense silence. "She didn't make it. The infection... from the... the marking... It was too much. "Isabella... she's gone."

Dante didn’t waste time. “She’s not who she says she is.” I didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Just stared out the window at a city that suddenly felt like it belonged to someone else. “Her real name’s not Holly,” Dante continued. “It’s Helena Moreau. Born in Marseille. Recruited at twenty. French intelligence, then transferred to a joint task force — international operations, deep cover.” I closed my eyes. “Her current assignment?” I asked. “You.” The silence between us was thick.

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

~~ 𝑆𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑣 "𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑡ℎ 𝑢𝑝, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑎 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦."~~ 𝐿'𝐴� �𝑔𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝐷𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒

Mortis clapped like an excited toddler. “Oh! Boss, should I tell him—” “Mortis,” Fernando hissed, “no.” But it was too late. Mortis beamed at me. “He blew up the cars of the Dons while they were inside because they hurt you and the boss—” “Mortis,” Fernando growled, half-standing, murder glinting in his eyes. But the world around me had already gone cold. “You… what?” My voice cracked on the last word.

On the last page, his sharp, familiar signature sat there plainly, identical to the letters he'd scrawled carelessly last night in the east building. His throat worked. His voice grew even darker. "Where did she go?" "Melbir. Signorina Conti said her late husband left her and the child an inheritance there. She's taking Leo to start a new life." Aido nearly laughed in fury. Late husband? What husband did Viola have? Besides him, there was no other man in her life. It was just an excuse she'd invented to fool outsiders, but now that excuse had turned into a knife stabbing straight into his chest.

Dona, who already couldn't get up, grunted and lay back on the ground convulsing as blood oozed out of her body profusely. When Elizabeth pulled the trigger, Winnifred was so shocked that she was stunned. She thought that even if they got exposed, she would bear most of the consequences. After all, Dona belonged to the Michel Family, so no matter what, the Jones Family would still respect them. When Dona lay in the puddle of blood after receiving a few shots, Winnifred finally returned to her senses. They are planning to kill Dona! "Dona!" After hugging her, Winnifred realized that she was full of wounds, with blood flowing continuously from her body.

“These decide how long you have to live. Depending on your answers is how slow and torturous I make it.” “Stupid woman. You can’t scare me.” “Uncle, I would answer her questions. She is definitely the one you should be scared of.” Veronica smiles but holds her hand up to Luis. “I forgot. I didn’t introduce myself. It’s a pleasure to meet you El Jefe. I am Donna Veronica Molina of the Sanchez Mafia also known as the Mafia Blood Queen.” Jesus’s face pales and he gasps. “No. It’s not possible. She is a myth.”

Chapter 1 Rebirth Harriet Munoz, the infamous simpleton in Meawood City, died. She died on her birthday. Before she died, her younger sister, Nora Munoz, deceived her into signing an organ donation form. As she was tied to the operating table, all the organs that could be donated were removed from her body without anesthesia, causing her to die in excruciating pain. As for Vernon Morton, whom she thought was the man she loved? After swindling away the inheritance left to her by her mother, he turned around and gave it to Nora as a betrothal gift.