Novel & Cerita How Did Donald Come Back Invincible

"Took trip too long, did you?" Donald grinned, but it looked more like a grimace. "I don't get holidays often, so I decided to take advantage of this opportunity." He quickly sobered up. "What is this about a bomb?" Axel peered at him worriedly. "Don't you remember anything?" Donald wrinkled his brows in concentration. "All I know is I heard a loud sound, then my ears started ringing before I blacked out." "Do you remember being thrown through the glass doors?"

"I saw him in the sunlight - completely exposed - and he didn't burn. What. Did. You. Do?" Don's smile widened. "Would you like to know?" With a feral yell, Rebecca lunged at him, but the officers managed to hold her back. "Easy there, sweetheart." Don chuckled darkly. "I simply...saved him from his curse." "You what?" Rebecca asked. "I made him human again. You should be grateful." Don replied Agitated, Rebecca opened her mouth for another sharp retort, but a voice cut through the chaos. "Rebecca! That's enough!"

Don demanded as he shakes his head, and also strike Carlos repeatedly with his sharp claws thinking that the pains from his claws will make Carlos let go of his mouth. "...Give me back the girl!" Carlos shouted to him, and widely his grip on his upper and lower jar, making don to yell in pain. "...Get off me!" Don shouted, and then raise Carlos up and began to smash him against the wall till he eventually let go. "...All your attacks on me are weak. You know that i will just heal myself anytime i get hurt." Carlos proudly said to Don. "... You are still alive because I didn't transform into my gamma form." Don said to him while he breathe heavily. "...Just give..." Carlos wanted to say somet

Once again, Rossi stayed out all night with Bianca Moretti. When I confronted him, he had me confined to my room. That was when I learned to be good. When I caught him on a date with Bianca, I no longer demanded answers like a madwoman. When Bianca stole the spotlight at a banquet, I willingly poured her wine and faded into the background. I would even hand over the Donna position I had dreamed of to her. All because I had been reborn. In my previous life, once his first love returned, the Don I loved had eyes for no one but Bianca. I fought with him again and again, wearing down what little affection he had left, and all it earned me was his disgust. In the end, to secure the Family's inter

“Don Colleo spoils Sophia silly. He rented out the penthouse for the night and hired a jazz band.” “Tsk. When I went to deliver the drinks, Sophia was sitting on the Don Colleo’s lap, serving fruit up to his mouth. Imagine that.” “Seriously, how many times has this happened now? The last time she sulked, Don Colleo gave her a beachfront mansion straight away.” Without stopping, I shifted my gaze to the shadowed area of the club. The emergency exit was left ajar. “Does your chest still hurt, Vincent? You can only have eyes for me. Stop thinking about Evelyn.” Sophia pouted.

Donald said his voice steady with determination. “Thanks so much, you're the best thing that ever happened to me.” I replied wholeheartedly showing my gratitude as we enveloped in a hug, feeling the warmth from his body. “Love, can I go out today? I need to visit someone important.” I inquired. “You're just recovering, you need enough rest, going out will make you weak, and it might lead to severe illness.” Donald replied, holding my cheeks and patting my head. “But I have already recovered, please let me go, I promise I'll be home a few hours after I've left.” I begged, spouting like a child.

A smile at the corner of his mouth. I went after him, really went after him, tried to take the gun. He threw me onto the couch. "You're insane." His eyes had nothing but contempt in them. "You’re wild and unreasonable, nothing like the gentle Donna. Julie is far more sensible than you." That landed. Because I was always like this. In the trash heaps, fighting for food. Throwing myself in front of a knife for him. Biting down on whoever tried to touch him and not letting go. He used to say that was exactly what he loved.

The whole room fell dead silent. Orlando was the first to react. He swung his hand up. Smack! He slapped me back. My cheek burned, and the taste of rust filled my mouth. I turned my head back to look at him. His face had the cruelty of a circling vulture. "Ophelia. You're not fit to insult my Donna." [oh my god! the male lead went way too far! that was the villainess's late mother's keepsake!] [the lead's an actual animal! he knew exactly how much that bracelet meant!]

“I don't want one day. I want you to make it up to me now.” “Scarlett, I want you to be my Donna.” He had placed the diamond solemnly in my palm and said our love would last like the diamond, forever, never fading. And now he said: “You agreed to be my Donna, and that's the only reason I gave you this diamond.” “Now that you want a divorce, you've lost the right to take it with you.” He paused and gave a cold laugh. “You don't think you're still worth thirty million, do you?”

“Yeah, it was Donald who said we had these gifts. Night vision. Sensitive smell, superior hearing…” Donald waved his hand to shut up his friend. “Yeah, yeah. We all know what we can do.” Elias reached over and smacked him. “I’m repeating the way you said it, fucker.” He continued, making a respectful impression on his friend. “Strength, speed. We should use them to help people. And we start with this motherfucker right here.” Donald stared ahead, refusing to take pride in what to him was something that just made sense. Thinking about Diana’s bruises and cuts, old and new, Elias inhaled and announced, “Well, today I found a new one.”