Donna Rider Novels & Stories

This time Alexander curiosity was finally piqued as he raised his eyebrows and both of them gave Ash questioning looks. "So what's the full note all about, Ash?" "First off, a Donna is a title. The Donna bears a high rank in the Balck Wolf Clan world. Or maybe, just as what you said. This Donna might be the mole in the Clan. And, the note doesn't end there." Ash grabbed a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table. It was a piece of note where the handwriting was too similar. As if it was a part of the mysterious note.

Caddaric glared at Doctor Sarah and she quickly went to Donna’s aid. No one knew how long it took but Donna regained consciousness and Doctor Sarah helped her to her feet. As she was being led back to her chair, Casper asked her, “do you still want us to end the video for your daughter’s sake?” Donna looked around, seemingly in a daze. Her gaze met Miranda’s and she quickly looked away. An emotionless remark left her lips, “a daughter? I don’t think I have one.”

Damon snapped Rider was shocked to see Damon stick up for me but tried to talk to him like an old friend even though I knew he only knew of him and hadn’t seen him before, “Damon, hey it’s nice to finally meet you. I am your future Beta Rider.” He reached out to shake Damon’s hand Damon just looked from Riders face to his hand and then back at his face with disgust and refusal to meet his handshake. Rider tried to save the moment and continued, “trust me mate, you dont want her. She is a nobody, she’s an orphan and as her ex I can confirm she is frigid and refuses to put out, if you know what a mean”, he finished and winked at Damon

asked Alexander. Alexandra shrugged his shoulders, "Before yesterday? Not much. I just know it's permanent." "It's a lot more complicated that that. You know as a Don and as Donna it's our duty to provide a future leader to our group, it doesn't matter if it's boy or girl ,the only thing matter is it's our blood realted and I really don't know how it's happened but it's really slipped on my mind and I forgot to use a condom." "Why are you tell...No. I can't be," said Alexandra, in denial.

I walked into the bridal studio with my wedding gown draped over my arms. Four years as Bianca Marchello—fiancée of Enzo Marchello, heir to the most powerful mafia family in the city—and here I was, asking a seamstress to alter my wedding dress to another woman’s measurements. “Are you sure about the size change?” the seamstress asked gently as she pinned the new bust line—smaller, narrower, perfect for Lucia Ricci. “Yes.” My voice didn’t tremble.

“You’re now part of the mafia, Nora. You’re my brother’s wife. That makes you part of the Crown family. My brother doesn’t joke with family he protects us with his life. And now you’re his wife, so you’re one of us. One of the mafia. And not just any family. The family. The Crown family is the empire that rules all mafia empires in Italy. My brother Leonard is the Don of all Dons.” She let the words sink in before delivering the last blow. “And that makes you, Nora… the Donna of all Donnas.” The silence that followed was deafening. I sat there, staring at her, my whole body cold, my breath shallow. The words carved themselves into me like a brand. Donna of all Donnas. Queen of all mafia quee

He was telling his wife, the family's Donna, the city's Safety Officer, to pour wine for an outsider? The Capos around me, who once treated me with the utmost respect, were now whispering amongst themselves. "Looks like the winds are changing in the De Luca family." "What's a Donna? If it makes Amelia happy, she's just a glorified waitress." "I'd say it's not just the Donna title. That Intelligence Officer position will be the girl's sooner or later." Vincenzo watched me with a raised eyebrow, as if expecting my obedience. "What are you waiting for? You're the closest. Just help her out."

I turned to face Darius directly, letting him see the woman I'd become in the years since I'd fled his territory. "I am not the broken girl who ran from your compound five years ago. I am not the submissive mate who accepted scraps of affection and called them love. I am forged in fire and tempered by necessity." My voice dropped to barely above a whisper, but every word carried clearly in the stunned silence. "I am the Hidden Luna. And if anyone in this room… anyone at all… thinks they can dismiss me or mine, they are welcome to try." The challenge hung in the air like smoke. For a long moment, nobody moved, nobody breathed, nobody dared to break the spell of absolute authority that filled

He was reminding me of my place: here on the estate, we were nothing more than employer and employee. And the woman beside him was his one and only Donna, recognized by all Five Families. I understood the warning in his eyes and swallowed the words I couldn't say. "Don Gallo." Enzo's Adam's apple bobbed. He gave a low "Mm" and kept walking, shielding Camilla and their child, as if the person he'd just passed was a complete stranger. I gave a self-deprecating smile and swallowed the news of my immediate resignation. It's not like he would care anyway.