Donovan Black Novels & Stories

I jerked when a masculine voice murmured close to my ears. “Get away from me,” I whispered back, making sure to remain inaudible to the other occupants in the room. I made an expensive mistake getting tangled in the sheets with Donovan, and that burden follows me everywhere I go. Donovan uses every opportunity to remind me of the ordeal, threatening me about spilling it to Draven at every opportunity he gets. He has blackmailed me into bed with him using the tactics because he knows that if there’s one thing Draven hates, it is sharing his women. But I have every reason to believe Draven already found out. Donovan gave me a mocking smile, shook his head, and put distance between us. Much to

I was heavily drugged! “Wh-why are you doing this to…me?” I picked my words from my head with great difficulty. Even speaking was hard! “You see, that man Donovan for some reason seems to adore you. I don’t know what it is but I’m sure it isn’t because you’re his supposed surrogate. You may not know this but that man doesn’t spare anyone. Once you’re on his blacklist, you’re as good as dead…but surprisingly here I am. All thanks to you”

Jack hadn't given her much information yet, so she decided to do a little research. Evans Chris Donovanera is a former Formula 1 driver in his early twenties. He had abandoned the tracks to dedicate himself to his father, George Banks, in the technological field. In both areas he was the best, always standing out for his intelligence and visionary eye. In less than five years running DonovanEnterprise, his family's private company, he was among the pillars responsible for the New York economy. His photos at the many events he had attended showed a man closed to the world. Her escorts, always famous models or actresses, were a perfect contrast of beauty and exposure. Lora hadn't seen many pic

Donovan smirks, leaning against the railing as he says, “Me! You know, you really should’ve killed me when you had the chance to, Xavier. I can promise you one thing, you will not make it out alive tonight.” Donovan’s voice dropped on the last sentence and for the first time in my life, my father looks scared. Donovan shifts into his wolf and jumps from the second floor down to Xavier. I’m caught off guard by how similar Donovan’s wolf looks to mine. It’s a giant black wolf and the main difference is that his has silver streaks throughout it. As Donovan is mid-air, I hear the cracking of bones as Xavier shifts into his wolf as well. I follow suit, my wolf, Hunter, is itching to get out.

Opening the door, I come face to face with Donovan. I barely recognize him, but he still has the same entrancing blue eyes that he did in high school. However, this version of Donovan Montrose is grown up and definitely better looking. At about 6 and a half foot tall, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, a completely flawless complexion and a strong jawline, he is picture perfect. Literally like a model who just walked out of GQ. Not to mention, his muscles. He has the physique of a world class athlete.

“Please give me a chance to fix this. I will recover every missing amount. I will restore order. I swear it.” Mr Donovan stared at him for a long moment, his expression unreadable. “You disappoint me,” he finally said. “And I do not tolerate disappointment.” He walked around the desk, stopping directly in front of Victor. “Leave,” Mr Donovan ordered. “Leave my office tonight. We will discuss your future another time.” Victor nodded quickly. “Yes sir,” he replied. “Thank you for your mercy.” Mr Donovan did not respond. He turned his back and returned to his desk, dismissing Victor without another glance.

“She’s unstable.” “You attacked her,” Adrian said. Donovan turned. “Stand down.” “No,” Adrian said. “I won’t.” Donovan laughed. “Then you die with her.” He gathered power again. The elder shouted, “Stop!” Too late. Donovan struck. This time, I did not block. I caught it. The force wrapped around my arm. Burned. Screamed. I screamed too. Then I pushed back. Hard. Donovan flew. He hit the ground and did not rise.

Prickling sensation shot up his spine as the driver went speechless after Leonard's unexpectedly uttered words, staring at the arrogant bad boy from the rearview mirror he could see the resemblance the boy named Leonard shared with his father, the infamous owner of the Donovan academy and Donovan corporation, "Fuck." he cursed at his unlucky fate, who would have thought the arrogant brat would turn out to be Donovan's son? , he was beyond terrified with the idea of getting fired after today or worse being beaten to death by the Donavan gang for his rude behavior towards one of the heirs to the Donavan Empire. Mr. Richard Donavan the owner and founder of the Donavan corporation was famously k

Black The Origin Chapter 29: Betrayal(3) "Good Job." It was Viola Berhalksawn patting the shoulders of Nerom. Nerom was silent as he walks past Viola. "I heard that Kid was your disciple." He added that makes Nerom's top. "What about it?" He asked in ac old manner. "How harsh of you to wound an eye of a swordsman ." He said and Nerom was silent. "You didn't know anything..." He whispered as he walks past Viola.