Donna Leon Brunetti Books In Order Novels & Stories

Sighs. Leonor looked at the side of her bed to find the books she had indulged herself in to pass the time. She had really read through a lot. She picks out the lower book to start reading it all over again. It was a church book about all righteousness and its contrast to the unholy dark world she got embedded in with Armando.

"At the end of the day, it was that failure Lorenzo who ruined my life. If he wasn't so incompetent, I wouldn't be stuck in this dump." "A guy like him isn't fit to spit on Sebastian's shoes. He’s not worth a single hair on the Don’s head." "As for that bitch Joanna... the only reason she got the Don’s attention is because she used that 'pure and holy' act to crawl into his bed. God knows how filthy she really is behind closed doors." Something inside Lorenzo’s mind snapped. He kicked the decaying wooden door open with a thunderous crash. "Bella! You vicious bitch! How dare you speak about me and our child like that!"

"When you were looking at that magazine, your eyes were glued to this ring. Couldn't look away." "So I bought it for you." There was a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He had no idea I'd only stared at the ring so he could pay off his debt faster. The cold of the diamond crept up my finger and into my chest. I shivered. But he didn't need my help. Did he? The voice on the phone had just called him Don. The Angelo I knew was a broke kid drowning in mob debt. What a joke. "Three whole years," My voice came out cold. "A Don playing dirt-poor with me. Was it fun?"

A‌ dollar amo‍unt. "T​h‍e‍ Black Bo‌ok," Nonna‍ whispered, see‍ing it in my h‌and. "Alessa⁠n⁠dro’s book. Th‍e bri‍bes.⁠" "​Lo‌re‍nzo kept it,​" I said, scann‍ing the pa⁠ges. "Why?" "‌Ins⁠urance," Nonna said. "If t⁠he law⁠ comes for you, you‍ r‌em⁠ind the law wh​o paid for their daughter’‌s wedd⁠ing."

"For giving us two more Morano heirs." She touches his cheek, eyes filled with warmth and exhaustion. "Welcome home." He tells her everything—the fire, the betrayal, the deaths, the shadows, the cursed forest, the end of Seraphina and Lorenzo and Bianca. Alessia listens in stunned silence, gripping his hand tightly. "What a vacation indeed," Donato mutters dryly. "Seriona always brings drama." Luca laughs faintly. "Drama is an understatement." Donato lifts the great black book. Its cover glows faintly, its ancient power humming between them, daring anyone to touch it without fear.

"So, do you like, want to go on a date with me?" "Are you asking me out, Damiano?" She asks playfully. I love this side of her. I love her. When I approached her, it was because my mother had told me to start with Ornella if I wanted to get to Lombardi. She was in contact with Giovanni therefore a very important link to getting close to the Don. But I discovered Marianna and her beauty and personality made me fall for her. I know she thought I'd fallen for Aurora but she couldn't be more wrong. No one could ever replace her. I felt guilty because I let Aurora die but she was a job. My feelings were never involved. "Yeah. I'll give you the rest of the day to pamper yourself and look all prett

’ She found it amusing and came up with inventive ways to turn them down without hurting their feelings and making enemies of them, she could not afford to make enemies so soon in her career as the Maldini Donna. Dante watched her reputation grow, she had worked fast to shore up her businesses and quickly replaced the traitors with men she could trust and they were all now turning a profit. What worried him was his spies had told him she had meetings with the Leaders of the Bratva and the Leaders of the Columbian Cartel so he decided to attend the meetings. Dmitri and Sergi Tsarvetch were the Bratva Leaders, when they heard a beautiful woman had taken over as the Donna of the Maldini family

“She used to work for my family. She betrayed us. She’s been leaking information to my enemies.” Elana’s heart thudded. Betrayal. Secrets. Death. This wasn’t just a marriage of convenience. This was a life tangled in danger at every turn. “You’re going to kill her?” she whispered. “If I have to,” Luca said grimly. “If she forces my hand.” For the first time, Elana saw the full weight of what being Don really meant. Not just wealth and power. It was blood on your hands. Constant vigilance. Trust no one.

"Consigliere, I want a divorce from Cassius. I’m handing back all the businesses under my name. Draft up the papers." The old Consigliere frowned. "Camilla, this marriage keeps the peace between our two families. Can you think this over?" I was the frontwoman for Cassius Marino’s dirty empire for three years. In the shadows, I was this cold-blooded Don's legal wife. A month ago, a Mexican cartel kidnapped me. That night, the cartels blew up my husband's secure line, demanding a thirty-million-dollar ransom. He let it ring. They ended up throwing me into an abandoned meat locker in freezing temperatures. I almost froze to death. Luckily, a butcher stumbled in and dragged me out just in time.

Hearing my footsteps everyone turned to me, “Venessa… meet Julianna Mitchell, she’s one of Nikolai’s… friend, she live with us,” Flora introduced me to her, Venessa smiled at me. She looked quite young and she had a beautiful smile. Friend huh! My subconscious mocked. “Hello,” she greeted, “Julianna…Meet Venessa Francisco, she’s Lorenzo’s wife,” Flora introduced, Italians? I was confused. “Hi, nice to meet you,” I smiled back, my eyes moved to the baby girl beside her and I couldn't stop myself from moving towards her.