Donna Vanliere Books In Order Novels & Stories

“You are the only one that caused your termination if you were more professional and did not try to get my husband into bed this would not be happening to you. Now come with me. I got this Stavros.” Liliana says as she begins to take Stella’s arm and bend it into her back. She shoves Stella along until they reach the front of the office. “Can I have your attention, please. I want all female employees to come to the front now. This is what happens to thirsty bitches such as yourselves, you get fired, trying to lay your hands on me will get you a broken arm. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?” “Yes ma’am.” “Please don’t I’m sorry for trying to slap you.” “To late.” Liliana says as she brings Stella’s arm

he said, his voice smooth, his hand lingering a little too long when he shook hers. Vanessa didn’t blink, but I saw the way her smile tightened. She was possessive, even if she pretended not to be. I smirked, leaning further into the shadows. Don didn’t know about me and Vanessa, and neither of them knew what I was already planning for Lila. Lila nodded, her voice soft as she said, “Thank you, Mr. Donovan.” Fuck, even her voice was hot low and sweet, like she was whispering a secret. I gripped the railing, my mind racing with images of her out of that ugly dress, her hair tangled in my fists, her lips parted as I made her moan.

No one moved. No one said anything. The guard then said one last thing. A sentence that chilled my blood. "The missing files all have one thing in common." Darian got to his feet slowly. "What?" The guard gave me a direct look. Suddenly, I knew the solution. even prior to his words. "They're all connected to Liliana.”

Amelia tested the waters, her fingers touching Vincenzo's arm. Vincenzo didn't respond, his face still grim. Seeing this, Amelia bit her lip, then dialed the estate's butler and put the call on speaker. "Hello? Is the Donna back at the house?" On the other end, the voice of the butler, a man Amelia had bought long ago, answered: "The Donna returned a short while ago. She said she was tired and is now sleeping in the master bedroom upstairs. Should I wake her?" Hearing this, the tension in Vincenzo's shoulders instantly eased.

said Alexnadra. "Because that's a great way to start a conversation," said Man , rolling his eyes, "But whatever, I promise. Just tell us!" " As a custome it is essential for Don make love with his Donna in their first night. So when we got back to his lair, he started..taking off my clothes. But I panicked and somehow managed to scratch him. You remember how Lisa told us that Tharn could be set off really easily?" asked Alexandra, "She wasn't kidding. He got really mad and tied me up. He started grabbing at me and threatening me."

Two days had gone by, but the questions didn’t relent. I couldn’t scrub the threads from my brain, the sequencing of Thornveil with Umbraen deathwork, the precision of bloodline locks, the intent. This wasn’t raw magic stitched together with scorched fingers. It had been theorized, tested, and rewritten. Iterated. And if the Interregnum had truly attempted to carve a new life from the hollow left by dragons, someone had to have known. Someone with the clearance to those levels of arcane theory. Someone who had been alive long enough to recall what wasn’t cataloged. Professor Dana.

Dalia had been reborn? Riccardo's hand dropped limply, the letter fluttering to the floor. Memories of all the unusual things over the past year came flooding back to him. Dalia never spoke of the past, yet she possessed an uncanny alertness toward certain events. The coldness in her eyes whenever she looked at Alice wasn't jealousy, but the weariness of someone who'd seen through everything. She'd often wake with a start in the dead of night, drenched in cold sweat. Then, she'd clutch his arm tightly as she murmured, "Don't push me away."

private link. “Sierra’s handiwork,” he messaged. “She dismantled my subsidiary’s security in under an hour. She’s going to be the most dangerous wolf in the Northlands.” Miles Vaughn replied instantly, “Of course she did. I taught her everything she knows. The girl is a natural-born Alpha.” Landon Vaughn chimed in, “Why did she have to hack your system specifically, Cameron? What are you hiding?”

Viola's POV When I submitted my resignation letter to the secretariat, the staff member looked shocked. "Viola Conti, you're leaving the Derocchi family?" The Don's private secretary was a respectable, well-compensated position. He couldn't understand why I would give it up. "Sì." I smiled and delivered the excuse I'd prepared long ago. "My husband left me an inheritance in Melbir. I'm planning to take my son and live there." It wasn't a particularly clever excuse. But for seven years, everyone believed I was just a single mother raising a child on my own. No one knew that the "husband" I spoke of was actually the Don of the Derocchi family, Aido Derocchi.

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