Donna Beneviento Novels & Stories

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

“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.”

Five minutes to get him to the platform for his oath. “Honey!” Katherine Davis entered the room heading to hug her husband. He hesitated but returned the hug. “It’s time! Can you believe it?!” Her eyes settled on Alyssa and the smile grew wider. The weapon of every First Lady. “Katherine Davis! Nice to meet you!” “Alyssa Pope. She is the Director of the Secret Service.” Richard interrupted before she could answer. She simply smiled and shook Katherine’s hand.

Callie POV “We would like to thank you all for being here, and we would like you all to please respect Mr. Bolton and Miss Flores’s privacy as much as possible. We know you all have questions, and they will do their best to answer them,” Donna says as she smiles, staring directly at the three rows of reporters all staring back at her. I admire how comfortable she is looking in front of everyone.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

It's my hobby to watch a news everytime I'm here, I just want to be updated on the world. But It make me freeze and my heart beat so fast. What the heck is happening? The news...The news is all about that crazy woman! "A nameless beggar with mental disorder arrested after doing a scene on White Knights University but unfortunately the woman killed someone then she escaped, The police is now finding the woman. Whoever see the woman please call the police immediately and be careful. This is Khate San Jose for TMBB!" I was shaking in fear because for heaven's sake! I meet that woman! Am I going to call the police?But I don't want to be dragged on this kind of situation.

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

I can’t skip it. By the time I make it to the training ground, everyone’s already gathered. The chatter dies down as Luna Serena steps forward, her presence commanding. She scans the crowd, her usual calm and authoritative expression firmly in place. “Alright, today’s going to be… fun,” she begins, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The word ‘fun’ sounds like a threat. “I’ve brought in someone special for you all—a combat master.” Excited whispers ripple through the group until she steps aside, revealing a small, unassuming woman with a name tag that reads "Coach Morgan." She’s shorter than anyone here—barely over five feet—with wiry arms and a steely glint in her eye.