Josh/donna Fanfic Novels & Stories

Kael took a deep breath and shook off her hands, "Luna, just go away if you're done. I'm in no mood to put on a tragic drama with you right now." As Kael stepped around her, a flash of viciousness crossed Luna's eyes. "Can we start afresh?" Luna implored, trying one last time to make him stay. "Impossible." Right after his decisive refusal fell, an insane scream suddenly erupted from behind him, "Don't blame me, Kael! You ruined me! I'll kill you!" Kael only felt a sharp, piercing pain in his back before he could even turn around. The agony exploded instantly, spreading along his spine to limbs.

But if you angered the Donna, you were on your own. Even I began to believe that Daemon, that mountain of ice, would eventually melt for me. Until the day I went to find him, clutching a positive pregnancy test, bursting with joy. Only to hear the family's Consigliere ask him, from the top-floor study, what the best lie he'd ever told was. Daemon chuckled and said casually, "She asked me if anyone had my heart before her." "I told her no." ... I froze outside the door, an arctic chill piercing me to the bone, my blood running cold.

ME: Umm, okay. I carefully got up from the bed and walked towards the door as I opened it. I saw Daniel with breakfast in his hands, along with roses. I started crying. "Hello, my love." He places things in front of the door and slowly kisses me. ALEX "I was wondering if you can be donated Daniel Williams sperm to Anna Johnson," I said to the doctor over the phone. "We can't-do that, sir." He said to me. "My father owes to this company; his name is Michael Vicente."

"You know damn well I hate being pushed more than anything." "The harder you push, the more it makes me doubt whether you're even right for the seat." When that last line landed, I stayed quiet for a moment. The old me would probably have rushed to explain. To explain that it wasn't for power, wasn't for the black ring, wasn't for the Donna's seat. But now, I only looked up at him and said, calmly: "Yes." "I do want the Donna's seat." Julian's eyes darkened. But I smiled.

"You'd better hold it right there! What makes you think someone like you—a hothouse flower—deserves to be the Donna? "You were a mere nobody while I fought alongside Damiano to build this empire! You ought to know that I won't allow you to be the Donna if I can't have that position, Elena!" I stopped walking and met her eyes calmly. "If you want to be the Donna that much, I'm willing to hand over the title to you, Sofia. If you are capable of bearing it, that is."

Soon, Donna was brought. "Donna, you parteneed with Ian Joh to deceive me. Well, the cat has been let out of the dog now. Ian Joh isn't related to you in anyway, you and your parents only used him." Donna's heart flew away in shock, her body trembled and the only thing that's in her mind was to run away. She knows how brutal Derrick could be when angry. But can she escape this huge securities ? "Marshall, please forgive me," she pleaded with palpitating heart.

Jerry stared at us in horror before his face changed red and he screamed in embarrassment. “Sorry!” Jerry shouted as Donna chuckled. “Oh God. Is he always like that?” I asked and Donna nodded. “He is purer than a virgin.” Donna explained and we both stared at each other before we laughed then stared at each other. “I will wait for you Lea. When this war is over; give me your answer and if you have doubts about me having a mate or a fated pair… She died in a fatal car accident when I was in college.” Donna confessed before she kissed my forehead.

That was not true! When he had leaned down to feel the baby's movements, his eyes had been full of anticipation. I had seen it clearly. "Don't get worked up." Serena chuckled softly, her voice dripping with disdain. "She doesn't look like Lucas at all. She looks like you. Hopefully, she won't end up like you—crippled." I raised my hands urgently, signing with shaking fingers: [Please don't curse my daughter. She is healthy.] "Tsk. Communicating like this is such a hassle." Her red lips moved closer to my ear, every word sharp enough to cut flesh. "You really think giving birth to a child secures your place as Donna? Do you know why Lucas still hasn't married you?

That anxiety, plus Giovanni still not texting back, is driving me crazy. “A scotch,” I call to the bartender when he comes to refill my drink. I’ll need something stronger tonight. “You’ve been at the bar all night,” Jameis whispers, sitting beside me. “I asked you to accompany me, not sit here all night.” I roll my eyes as the bartender hands me my scotch. “The bar has alcohol—you don’t.” He laughs, ordering his own drink. “How’s the schmoozing?” “Effective. Mrs. Donalds promised millions if I show her that tongue trick. Too bad I’ll only be in your bed tonight.” He leans in, kissing my neck. I recoil again, like this morning.

After I Took Three Bullets For Him, He Said He Was Just My Uncle I took three bullets for Don Lorenzo Moretti, the man I called my uncle. The last one nearly killed me. Only then did the family elders agree to name me Donna. But in the two weeks I lay unconscious, Lorenzo announced his engagement to Ava, the daughter of a family benefactor. The Rocci, my family, lost its power when I was ten. Ever since Lorenzo, a close friend of my father's, brought me to the Moretti estate, I was certain he would one day be my husband, despite our age gap. He always told me to find men my own age, but I just let it go. In my previous life, I crashed their engagement party, a decision that led to a