Donovan Novels & Stories

I can feel my face heat up red as they nod and turn off a machine or two. “ Thank you Madam Charlotte, would you like to see what we were going to do? He does need surgery because he’s left kidney is damaged and it looks like his knee bone is broken” the doctor explained to me as Creed walks over to me with a chair so I can sit down. “ Can you fix it? I mean can you help him?” I asked pulling my legs to my chest

Jonathan's my older brother. I grumbled as I put on my hoodie and walked downstairs, as I neared the living room, I heard his and my mum's voice, but there was another deep and slightly unfamiliar one. I walked faster just to see the owner of that sexily deep voice, and I was not disappointed. He stood a few inches taller than Jonathan, black hair and beautiful sapphire eyes. Yup he'll do. "He's probably here to steal some more food." I said for them to acknowledge me.

“I’ll do it.” After Sky’s voice fell, a person stepped out from the crowd. It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s. He wore a black suit and did not look like a martial artist. Instead, he had the appearance of a successful businessman. It was none other than Donovan. Donovan inherited Winston’s True Energy and had become an eighth-ranked grandmaster. He had been tormented since his one-sided defeat at the hands of Tobias. After Tobias died, he never found the chance to prove his strength or bring glory to the Blithes.

“Raphael, you really are a hopeless bastard.” Seeing me cry, his body flinched, and he moved toward me on instinct. But Daphne suddenly caught his arm and said softly, “But Donna, the Don is only stating a fact.” “Seven years of marriage. You really haven't given him an heir.” “Any other man would have dumped you long ago, but the Don put up with you for seven whole years!” “He never said a word, and you're the one asking for a divorce. Aren't you being selfish? You don't spare a thought for how hard this is on him.”

“Donovan, you’re a gifted wolf!” How did I not see it before? His aura is bright like the sun. Pure! Was he trying to hide it from me? ‘They’re polar opposites,’ says Selena. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Draken and Donovan are complete opposites. Draken is darkness, his energy and power are cold and slimy. He is exciting and dangerous, but all my alarms have started to go off when he’s around. Donovan in the other hand, is light; his energy and power are warm and welcoming; he is good to be around. I can sense he will be of help to us,’ she says with confidence.

“He’s ten.” There was a knock at the door just before Donovan walked in. “Sorry. I’ll come back.” “Don’t worry.” Celt told his brother. “We’re just commiserating how stupid men are.” “Oh, damn, we dumb." Donovan said walking in and closing the door behind him. He smiled as he walked over to the desk. “Shit, you’re the Devil. I just binged some of your fights. Whoever the idiot is, beat the hell out of him.”

Sofia turned to see a tall, imposing woman with close-cropped silver hair standing outside, an amused smirk on her face. "If you two lovebirds are quite finished," the woman said, her voice dry, "we've got work to do." Luca chuckled, shaking his head as he opened his door. "Sofia," he said, "meet Vivian Blackwood. Former CIA operative, current information broker, and the closest thing I have to a fairy godmother." As Sofia stepped out of the car, she felt a mix of anticipation and trepidation. They were about to dive headfirst into a world of danger and intrigue, with no guarantee of success or survival.

It's only once the adrenaline wears off and Serena is calmer that I notice how bad Donovan is. He has lost a significant amount of weight. His clothes are far too loose, and his face is gaunt under the bruising. His eye is practically swollen shut, and an X-ray showed that both ulnas in his arms have been repeatedly broken. Obvious signs of defensive injuries, trying to protect himself from a beating. "Goddess have mercy". I turn and see Connor in the doorway. Liam came in behind him and just froze. I speak just above a whisper. "Connor. What's his colour?".

"No need to worry, Don Valeri. I'm just a secretary." For a brief moment, his chest seemed to tighten. He stepped into the rain and gripped my hand. "Tonight was my fault, but I can't lose Sofia. Whatever you've suffered, I'll make it right. Don't be stubborn." I yanked my hand free and took a few steps back. My voice was calm and flat. "Don Valeri, you must be joking. How could I ever be cross with you or Ms. Costa? I was naive before and didn't know my place. From now on, I'll remember I'm just your secretary and won't disturb you again. Are you satisfied?"

I questioned as I took a seat beside Viktor, crossing my legs against one another and pretending I had no idea why they were here. "Don Luciano." Ivan, Olivia's brother and head of their household hissed at me. "Get straight to the point or I will blow your head off," I warned, enjoying the way he tried not to tremble in my presence. Too bad the one person who allowed his nonsense was long dead. "Pardon him Don, Прошу." I turned my head to see Ivan's mother, a woman in her fifties or was it sixties with more sense in her fingers than Ivan has in his head.