Donna Forte Novels & Stories

“Who was that woman?” “Her name is Donata Ferri. She is the best defense attorney this country has ever seen. She has a ninety-eight percent winning streak.” Elena said. She was scared of the woman. I had heard of the woman before. She could overturn even the most impossible cases there were. If someone was seen as guilty, she could get them off and make arguments to greatly shift public perceptions. I heard she was an even better closer. She got people settlements they wanted, no matter how huge, without even setting foot in court.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Lancaster. Allow me to remind you of something. Donna has never really done anything evil in her life. The worst she's ever done is steal someone else's boyfriend and help people cheat. She's just an ordinary civilian." His tone turned meaningful. "So tell me, Miss Lancaster... War Goddess... are you really going to kill her?" He was deliberately invoking her identity as the War Goddess, using it to restrain her. Without another word, Dakota hung up. She looked down at Donna, who had somehow fallen completely silent. "You're nothing more than a discarded pawn." "You can't kill me." A strange smile spread across Donna's face. "It's your duty to protect people like me. Yo

Thrown out. "And the Donna?" My voice is a low growl. "What did she do?" The butler flinches. "The Donna... she just stood there. She watched us take everything. And she didn't say a word." My heart stops. "Nothing?" "Nothing, Boss. She just watched. Then she turned and walked away. Her face was... blank." How could she be calm? Five years ago, a mistress knocked over her palette, and she threw a fit for three days.

For twenty-two years, I had been the only daughter of the Falcones. Everyone in the family held me in their hands. Underboss Leon Marchetti took a bullet for me. Consigliere Enzo Ricci stormed into enemy territory just to pull me out. Vice Don Darius Lombardi even swore in front of the Don himself that no matter what happened, I would always be the first person he protected. They spoiled me rotten, made me willful, and convinced me of one thing. No matter who I eventually chose as my fiancé, they would never leave my side. Until six months ago, when the real Falcone heiress, Bianca Falcone, came back to the family. Little by little, their time, their protection, all their care shifted t

"I've always treated you like a younger sister, yet you betrayed me for such small gains." Lucy sneered and retorted, "Who wants to be your sister? All I've ever wanted is to become Donna! I did everything to become your woman. I finally drove Elle away, but you're so useless that you even lost your position as Don! I had no choice but to do this to become Donna. Blame yourself for being useless!" Asher's eyes widened in fury. "Elle's departure was all your doing! You b*tch! You deserve to die!"

As the guards kept an eye out for their boss, Donna Daniella, she herself started to tell Alessandro what he had missed all those 5 years since he told her that he had been living in Europe for all that time. Daniella tells him that her father died of a heart attack 2 years ago and that she is now head of the Saphira family and that is now the most powerful family around. She explained to him that in the end it was decision to take over knowing that that was the only way to get her father out of her way and to her not knowing that he would die an early death but he who cares! after what he had done to her and her family!

My husband Christian Messina's assistant has been blowing through my money like it's water. At the underground auction, she laughed in my face and called me a useless trophy wife. So I cut her access. She got humiliated at checkout, and the club's security locked her up for a full day and night. When Christian found out, he froze my card on my birthday. Told me I'd better figure out how to pay, or I'd be stripping down and crawling out on all fours in front of every mob higher-up in New York. What he doesn't know? I'm the heiress to the biggest mafia empire in the country. The Moretti name? That's mine. And everything he has right now—every turf, every dollar, every scrap of power? I put it

"I can't believe she chose to be transferred here!" "Who?" I asked, moving forward with the line. "Donna." She answered without further information as if I should already know the person she was talking about. That's the problem, I had no idea who Donna was and the name doesn't ring any bells. Kath shook her head laughing. "Donna is the princess of Moonstone pack, she's like the first hybrid in decades. Her mother was a very powerful witch and she taught her witchcraft, rumour has it that she's considering transferring here!"

Could I really trust him if he could hold that much power over me and use it so easily? I didn’t have too much longer to think about it as the gratingly high pitched voice of Donna floated into the room, and she and her vapid fangirls walked in. She was ranting about the rumour and was declaring loudly that she would find the girl, although she didn’t use that term, and would make sure she disappeared for good. Donna was your typical bleached blond hair and fake tanned stereotyped mean girl that you saw in all the teen movies. Her father was the business manager for the pack and that afforded them a higher ranking among the pack, but everyone knew that wasn’t enough for the spiteful, self pr

"Let me go. What you're doing is illegal." They sneered and closed in. I had no choice but to reveal my identity. "I am the Donna," I shouted. "If you harm me, my Soldati will make sure none of you leave here alive." The crowd erupted in laughter. Giordano looked at me with disdain. "I've served under the Don for years and never once heard of him being a woman. How dare you impersonate him, and worse, insult his name? I'll punish you as if I were carrying out his will."