Novel & Cerita Donna Riverdale

My fingers quickly glide across the phone texted him the address of the lake house, telling him to meet me there when he gets this message. I walk over to the door opening it to see two guards standing on each side of my door. I walk out of the room making my way down the hallway heading to Donna's room with them right behind me. I walk into her room closing the door behind me, leaving my guards in the hall. "Donna wake up." I keep my voice low shaking her a little, watching as her eyes slowly open. "What?" She rubbing her eyes looking at me. "I need your help, Donna, Lester is hurt. Your mother is a healer and I know she taught you about all that healer stuff, so I need you to come with me

He firmly said. They knew they couldn't convince him so they left. He made a phone call when he was sure they were gone. "I did what you asked, there would be no merging." He said and cut the call Dona was bored at the new hideout and wanted to let off some steam so she avoided the guards and went to the mall to do a little shopping. Little did she know she was a part of the wanted list of the Scourge because she was important to Carla . After the shopping she felt someone was following her. She tried to trail them off but to no avail so she went into Alley so she could see who was following her, it was a vampire.

She knew that Donna was capable of doing anything. Donna slowly stood. She calmly called the ambulance and got dressed. She then placed the fruit knife in her purse and grabbed Sarah's phone before she left. "The ambulance will be here soon. They will save you." Sarah used her last strength to ask Donna, "What are you going to do?" "I'm going to kill Wilbur Penn, the one who stole my lover. I want you to feel what it's like to lose someone you love too." By then, Donna had gone from the door.

It was Donna, the Senior Sister of Celestial Wood Altar. Darryl was overjoyed to see her. He remembered when he joined the Celestial Wood Altar, he pretended to be a fisherman and everyone looked down on him. Donna was the one who took good care of him. Donna was also a rare beauty and she had become even more charming since the last time they met three years ago. She was wearing a long, light yellow skirt that showed off her exquisite figure. Her beautiful hair fell over her shoulders like a waterfall; she looked like a fairy.

Especially since one of them wasn't his biological daughter. Dara, who had worked in the mansion the longest, had told them how the Don neglected his oldest daughter from the moment she was born. He had been looking forward to having a son, you see but after he found out it was a girl, he'd lost interest. "I don't care what you do with her. Just make sure she grows up fast. I might have use for her later" he'd said. That meant, Marianna Lombardi grew up alone, under the care of strangers who came and went, depending on her father's mood. She didn't know love. No one taught her the difference between good and bad. Wrong and right. All she knew was that whatever she wanted, she got.

"Please—please, save my baby. I don't want any inheritance. I just want my baby to be safe!" "I'm the eldest daughter of the Rizzo family. I don't need to fight for some inheritance!" Ashley shoved me off. "You'll say anything now, won't you? I'm telling you—impossible." Then she closed the nurse's station door and turned to look at me. She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call.She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call. "Hey, bro. Janet's about to deliver. You want to see?"

"Gallo, are you out of your mind? She's carrying my child!" Rafael wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me forcefully into his embrace, and raised his voice. "Let me be clear." "From the moment Evangeline Collins said yes, she became the future Donna of the Gallo family." "The child she carries will bear the Gallo name and become my sole heir." Every family in the room heard it. No one dared to speak. In that instant, the entire power structure of the New York underworld was about to change. The color drained from Vincent's face, a vein throbbing at his temple.

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.

He rushed forward, about to announce Lia's disappearance. The doors suddenly swung open. The hall fell silent. "Lia…" my father's face went pale. "What nonsense is this?" Riccardo froze, staring at her. "Lia…" Lia scanned the room, ignoring the sudden intensity in Riccardo's eyes. She spoke loudly, clearly, and deliberately. "Sorry to interrupt your little comedy. I announce that today's Donna ceremony is void." The crowd froze. Lina screamed first. "Bah! Our father is the Don! Who gave you the right to oppose him?"

Santino's POV Santino stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, his long fingers drumming restlessly on the mahogany desk. As night fell, his agitation grew. Getting rid of Jessy was just the first step. Now, he had to get back what was truly his. His top aide entered and handed him a top-secret file. "Don, we've found the Donna. She's in Lumina, on the West Coast. She opened an art gallery." He opened the file. The first thing he saw was a telephoto shot.