Donna Forte Novels & Stories

“I know we have to go back to our daily lives soon. But I am so scared of what comes next. I am scared of being Donna. I don’t know how to do that job. I am not like you. I am not strong in that way. I don’t know the rules. And now… I have a baby. I am carrying our child. I feel like I am already failing. How can I be Donna? How can I be the leader of a huge family like yours when I can’t even stop crying when the tea is too hot? How can I make important decisions when I’m getting sick every morning? The people will see me. They will see that I am weak. Everyone will see that I am just a scared girl and no one will respect me. They will not respect you for choosing me. I can’t help but worry

But underneath those kind eyes is a stone-cold killer. They nicknamed her the Onryo. Which is a Japanese vengeful spirit. Returned in ghost form to harvest the souls of those that have betrayed them in life. She is the first female Don, also known as a Donna. Apparently she is a force to be reckoned with and has mastered many kinds of self defence skills. But her favourite weapon of choice is the Katana. Hence the name. The last thing her enemies see is the look of death in her eyes as she takes her revenge.

Her fingers moved to the spot which had been operated on. The spot was a bit rough under her finger as the stitch that had been done was yet to close up and heal. As the Donna… ex-Donna of Pietro Empire, she had refused to sit like a doll in a pretty glass cage while her subordinates did all the work. Most of the time when she had time on her hand, she assisted her soldiers during battle and they fought side by side together. That was the reason why they respected her so much, to the extent where they would lay down their lives for her.

I saw Maddie panic and pull her hair out of Donatella's grasp. I laughed and placed an arm on Dona's shoulder. "Dona, she's not a model." "Che cosa..." She looked up at me quizzically. "Who is she then?" "She's my assistant." "Whhhaaat?" She cried, dismayed. She looked over at Maddie, almost in disappointment. "Such wasted potential. Honey, mia cara ragazza, reconsider working for him, will you. I'm a much better emoloyer than he is. Ti assicuro!"

Three years had passed and she was still annoying. Donna was fearless as she looked at Tina rudely and said, "Tina, I don’t need to report what I’m doing to you. This person is here to see Empress Chang Er. Don’t cause any trouble and just go!" Tina smiled with contempt. "He’s here to see Empress Chang Er? Donna, are you crazy? Empress Chang Er is like a fairy; not everyone can see her as they please! Look at how he’s dressed. Who knows where he’s from?

Even her heels sounded like judgment on the floor, soft, precise, lethal. Matteo stood beside her, immaculate in black, his presence still commanding but tempered now, a shadow to her flame. He didn’t seem diminished, only deliberate. He raised his glass first, but when the cameras flashed, it was her name they chanted. Donna Bianca Ashford. The Queen of New York. The sole ruler of the Romano Empire.

She was wearing a white glowing dress from Chanel " someone's looking sexy , trying to seduce the billionaire Anna ? " Dona said sarcastically. " Shut up Donna " i said while getting into the car " I personally think you look beautiful" Isaac said " Thanks , you look good too " said " I'm sitting right here " Dona said a little annoyed, despite the fact that I'm her best friend, she gets jealous easily . We arrive to the ceremony and went inside , and my eyes went straight to Damon who was standing with Mr. Williams and few other teachers , he spotted me and smiled , i look away blushing again

he stated. Donna nodded. "That's right, how can that level of trash compare to me?" Felix immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. There was only one possibility—Donna was an S-tier Malevolent Phantom. He would never forget when he encountered the S-tier Malevolent Phantom in Guneria. He felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, but Donna had hidden it well. If she hadn't exposed herself, Felix would've never known. "Why did you show yourself to me?"

She has an oppressive aura about her. Seeing this, Donna can only sigh inwardly. It seems like with great fortune, comes great strength as well. Nonetheless, Donna is determined to help her friend. However, she needs to do it in a way that does not implicate her in the end. She can not afford to cross some of these families.

"Crazy bitch, still trying to fight back? You better lick my shoes clean right now. Otherwise, you're not leaving this room today." "You're the crazy one! I'm the Donna of the Rossi family. My husband Vincenzo is Don Rossi, and you're making me lick your shoes?" I thought they'd stop their nonsense once they heard my identity. Instead, they exchanged glances and burst into even wilder laughter. "You really won't give up, will you? You didn't even finish school, you show up at a bar dressed like a hooker, and you dare claim to be the Rossi family's Donna? Aren't you afraid the Don will come after you?"