Donna Riverdale Novels & Stories

Donna proceeded. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Meridith asked as she already know where Donna is driving at. "I should make Damon believe that Alexander's daughter isn't dead and that his daughter is Daisy. It would even be more easy because my uncle's name, Daisy's father is also Alexander. My Mom has my back, she will definitely be willing to back up my claim with evidence" "Exactly, My Lady" Donna chipped in. "Wow, you are smarter than I think. You are the best bet to be my consultant once I become Luna" Meridith replied.

I love you with all my heart. Then the most pleasant voice I had not expected hit my ears. "Oh my dear, you look lovely! So beautiful!" Donna, Ryan's maid from Starstream Pack, ran in the room practically pushing Michael aside. "Oh my! Donna, you're here!" I jumped up and down with delight, but had to be careful not to crease my dress when I embraced her. "You think that I would miss this wedding for anything?" She said happily. "Donna, this is my mother. I hope that you will be great friends." I introduced them.

Leandra asks. "You have not done anything have you, baby? Like my name is not done. Her name is not Donna. She is Donna Amelia Romani. She is a Donna in the Italian Mafia. She is the wife of the godfather. They lost their children when she was a baby. Someone kidnapped her and they never saw her again. Donna Amelia never stopped looking for her. That is why I think Rico is here to investigate you. They must have seen you on the Internet and think that you look a lot like Donna Amelia. Am I right, Rico? I thought Don Romani did not want his wife to look for their child anymore. So they said it is upsetting her every time the child does not turn out to be their daughter," Dante says.

Ona had been living with her grandma ever since. The first time Ona and Donnie collided was the day Caitrona threw mold on him immediately he stepped out from his car on her way from school, he wanted to get angry at her, but he couldn't because Ona was an unforgettable beauty even though her skin tone was a shade of what nobody would ever imagine. Her dark skin glowed in the eye of Donnie, but he couldn't look more because she was just a teenager. Adonis Dellucci had been helpful towards Ona, no more till Donnie traveled without a word. She calls him uncle DD and Donnie hates it when she calls him that way because it made him seem old for his age then.

Chapter 1 From the position between the legs of Aslan's partner, his face lifted as he heard countless loud knocks on his door. "Shit!" Donna muttered irritably because she was left hanging, unable to reach her climax. She was almost there. Women usually finish quickly, whether through oral, manual, or intercourse. During their one session, she had orgasmed multiple times, but today it seemed like she couldn’t even get one. Donna Miranda had been his constant bed partner since college. She was four years younger than him. She was from the neighboring town, the daughter of a couple of entrepreneurs. Her family was the wealthiest in that town, aside from the Escobar estate, which he managed.

He looked down at me in the water with something like fury. "Anya. What the hell did Julie ever do to you? In front of everyone, you throw a drink on her? What is wrong with you?" He walked Julie back toward the cabin and didn't look back. The crew pulled me out. I couldn't stop shaking. The blanket they put around me didn't help at all. Ethan's secretary helped me to my feet, jaw tight with anger. "Donna. Are you all right? The Don had no right." She couldn't finish the sentence. "If it weren't for everything you gave this family, none of us would even..."

“I’ve seen her.” Damon nodded, playing along, though his gut was screaming at him now. “Alright, spill it.” Rose crossed her arms over her chest, her black catsuit hugging every curve, and fixed him with a steady look. “I’m the new Donna of the Manzoni Clan, Damon.” The words hit him like a brick to the face. He froze, his glass halfway to his lips, his eyes popping wide. For a second, he just stared at her, like she’d sprouted horns or turned into a ghost right there in front of him.

"I've already had the clerk wait in the conference room. Once the marriage certificate is signed, Chiara will be your madre. From now on, choose your words wisely." Matteo took a step forward in disbelief, his voice raising an octave. "What did you just say?" "From now on, she's the Donna." Raffaele said nothing more. He turned and carried me into the car. Before getting in, I cast a glance at Matteo, who remained standing at the bottom of the steps, completely bewildered. At that moment, it felt like all the grievances of my previous life and this one were finally being resolved. I had never dared approach Raffaele in my previous life. It wasn't until he died in an assassination that I real

As the Donna of an Iyvalian mafia, I'd barely touched down in Strallard when a livestream flashed across my screen. A pack of barely-dressed girls were filming, phones in hand, voices shrill with fake outrage. "We found the bitch—she lives right here!" "That troia had the nerve to come after my best friend's man! We're dragging her out and giving her a public lesson!" They panned the camera across the neighborhood. I paused. Wasn't that my building?

To prove my identity, I took off the faded apron and revealed a black velvet gown embroidered with subtle dark gold rose patterns underneath—the most prestigious pattern in the mafia world. This was a one-of-a-kind custom gown made for the Donna. I thought this would be enough to prove who I was, but Lina merely curled her lips into a sly smile. Covering her mouth dramatically, she exclaimed loudly, "Where'd you dig that rag up? It's in tatters, and you still want to show it off?" Only then did I notice that the hem of the gown had somehow been ripped in several places. Paul barked loudly, "You're just a crazy lady! Get lost right now!"