Donovan Gordon Novels & Stories

“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.

He was supposed to be just measuring me, seeing how far I could get on my own, and then train me, but his attacks were accurate and direct. It was just a second. From one moment to another I was on the floor, the fall managing to hurt my ass. Donovan defeated me with a mocking smile, although his gaze was serious and appreciative. “You last at least ten minutes in a body-to-hand fight.” He helped me get up. “You are good at kicking, you were close to beating me.” I knew he was lying, but I accepted his comment to help me with my ego. If at least I was able to withstand some attacks, when he trained me I could give him a little fight.

Donovan isn’t as nimble as Andra, so it takes him a minute to correct his direction before he’s after her again. She’s coming to an open field which will give us the advantage if she runs through it. Donovan is the fastest wolf in our pack. Perks of being a Guardian, he can outrun even our Alphas’ wolves. I’m not sure if she wants to test her speed against Donovan or if she thinks she can outrun us, but when she hits the open land, she pushes herself hard, running full out. Donovan doesn’t waste any time making up the lost ground. He’s gaining on her, although not as quickly as I would have thought.

I'm beginning to think you are mute Mr British Liam Scott. I walk towards Liam and when I get to him, I stretch my hand down to him for a handshake " Hi, I'm callum Dove, the president of the student body council of the school and I'm at your service. " I say and beam. He grabs my hands for the handshake and instantly I flush, his hand is warm and I just felt the sparks. I have always wanted the kind of sparks mum had when she met Lori, that's why I haven't bothered with dating.

He kept looking at his watch, annoyed until he us. I took that as my cue to leave the car and walk to him. He eyes me up and down and licked his lips before offereing his hand. I put my hand in his and he brought it to his mouth, kissing the back of it. He then smiled at me, showcasing his yellowing teeth. “When they said my date was beautiful, I didn’t imagine she was this pretty. You are very gorgeous.” “Thank you, sir.” “Call me Alonzo. The girls also call me daddy.” He remarked with an ugly laugh that turned into a heavy cough. I looked away in fear that some of his saliva would fall on my face.

Donovan's pride, wounded by their defiance, refused to accept a reality where his power and influence were diminished. As he settled into his bedroom, Donovan's thoughts drifted back to Anna White, the rankless mate of his son, Dante. Memories of the past flooded his mind, images of the torment he had inflicted upon her. He recalled the countless hours spent devising ways to hurt her, to break her spirit. There was no room for guilt within Donovan's heart, only a steadfast belief that his actions were justified.

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

His body arched off the table. Nothing. "Again! Clear!" This time the monitor beeped. Irregular, but there. I exhaled and my hands finally started shaking. The door opened and a woman walked in. Tall, elegant, wearing heels that cost more than my rent. "Dr. Rosabella Romano. Neurosurgeon." Her eyes scanned the wound. "L1 vertebra. Clean stabilization work. You know what you're doing." "Can you fix it?" "Here? No. But I can prevent further damage until we relocate him.

“So what do you hope to gain from being here with us?” “I feel like there’s a disconnect between my mind and body right now. I don’t know if you can tell but I work out a lot,” Iris definitely could tell by his incredibly prominent muscles under his shirt. “And I had a pretty bad knee injury ten years ago playing football and it’s been acting up again.” Donovan was telling the truth. Once upon a time he had been on the track to an NFL career, but a bad injury in college took that away. He didn’t have much of a fall back which was probably why he now did odd jobs and was paid to sleep with beautiful women.

Donovan growled lowly as he walked into the office through the back door which was also known as the Vip entrance. After waiting in the VIP preparatory room for some minutes, he was invited out by the host. “I have here with me, Donovan Rolland. One of the most brilliant young men who rose to riches by working hard and smart. He has been ranked as one of the youngest and richest men in the world by Forbes. He is also the pride of America all over the world.” The host announced with a bright smile on her face.