Donatello X April Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Melanie’s POV “That is so hot!” April exclaimed. “Why have you been hiding him from us?” I didn’t know I was obligated to report to them. “More like I’ve been monopolizing her time,” Adriano said. “I miss her when she’s not with me so we’ve been spending all our free time together.” “That’s understandable,” April said. Hayley, who had been quiet finally asked, “If you don’t mind me asking, what do you do for a living, Adriano?”

As it turned out, Fleetfoot was quite the nymphomaniac, often seizing control of her unsuspecting human form and launching herself at the dragon lord, happily engaging for hours in the kind of sex that made April blush whenever she thought about it afterward, Adrastus could make her body sing. Coming back down to earth as she noticed the dying houseplants and frantic flashing on her answer machine, April realized she hadn't checked her cell in a week, or even let Kevin and Celine know she was okay, not to mention a week's worth of missed media appearances and lost studio time, but even that wasn't enough to wipe the shit-eating grin off April's face, SHE WAS GETTING LAID! Giggling like a sch

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI. “A month?” I arched my brows. “For what?” It was the first time in years that I was speaking to Donatello over the phone. And having that conversation triggered the bad blood we had. “I hate repeating myself, Salvatore.” “I’m not having a wedding in a month’s time,” I panted, pacing around with my right hand inside my pocket. “It’s too early.” A brief pause ensued. I halted in my tracks, my eyes glaring at the glass of whiskey that was on my table.

“I do hope that you haven’t missed me too much. You know, your beauty seems to be great company, but she is too loyal to you for my liking.” “Let her go, Ianos.” Donatello said, glaring at him. “Your fights are with me. She has nothing to do with them.” “Oh, but then again, that is where you are wrong, Donatello.” He said, licking my mate’s neck, right where he cut her. She frowned, wanting to pull away from him only for him to dig his nails on her waist. “She is the chosen one, and I believe that the two of us know what that means, no?”

The one still dripping with blood from where I'd punched the wall but stopped herself midway, hesitation flickering in her eyes. "We can't do this if you're going to doubt me like this. I am your Luna and I love you very much. I would never betray you. I have told you a thousand times, Duncan." April said, her voice laced with hurt. I opened my mouth to speak when suddenly, a knock on the door caught our attention. Walking to the door, I opened it seeing Damon. His eyes scanned my face before noticing my bloodied hand and looking at April. My patience was already wearing thin.

April didn’t know if he gave them to his lovers or David pawned them. “Hi, I thought I would need to wait for you.” April said. She smiled when she noticed he leaned against the wall in the light of a lantern he carried. Damien now worn a swimsuit, too. April paused as her mind took in the play’s sight of light and shadow over his flesh. She left the changing room to find Damien waiting for her. “Did you have everything? Or should I have Luke retrieve something else?” Damien asked April as she locked the door. “Your assistant obtained everything I’ll need thank you.” April said to him. She nodded, her smile never left her face, and she struggled to meet his eyes.

Martino stroked the fine hair on top of her head, "Why are you crying again, aren't you happy that you did well in the exam?" "I was so happy... Ooohhhh..." Sobbing with joy and reddening her eyes, Donatello walked in and saw the scene, his brain swelling, had Mr Martino upset the lady again? Elena's emotions came and went as fast as she could and withdrew from his embrace to see Donatello standing more than a moment away, "Donatello! I came 15th in the province! Isn't that awesome?" "Mrs Elena sure is awesome! It's still paying off after all this time." Elena and Donatello's relationship was becoming more and more friendly, and of course part of that was Donatello trying to please his futur

“Yeah. Where the fuck is she?” Donatello fidgets. His eyes dart around like he’s trying to find the right words. “I saw her down the hallway with Porcellina.” “Porcellina?” I bark, confused for a second. “Who the fuck is Porcellina?” I narrow my eyes, barely holding my temper. Donatello clears his throat, then hesitates. “Oh, she's one of Madre Padrina’s maidens, boss. Helps with trimming flowers, preparing meals, you know, that shit.”

Adriano dropped in a crouch in front of a smirking Donatello. There was anticipation and anxiety thick in air, as everyone else held their breath waiting for the next move of their Don. " What makes you think that I don't have a backup plan too, Donatello?" there was a mocking edge to Adriano's tone as cocked his head to the side. Donatello furrowed his brow as Adriano gripped his left wrist hard, before unstrapping his nonno's watch.