Resident Evil Village: Donna Beneviento Novels & Stories

Am I like that before? "They helped us to move forward, so why should I ignore them? Besides, I'm a changed man," I said to her, and she smiled at me, which made me happy. Finally! I finally saw that smile again. I finally saw the source of my strength, her smile. "Oh, Danrious, where are you off to?" Miss Tenny asked the one living at the far end of the apartment building on the first floor. She's a mortal and a widowed woman. Her husband was a vampire, and they have a child who's a dhampir.

People stared. But I was completely numb. I walked step by step until dark, until I finally reached the estate gate. The lit windows pushed back the cold of the late night. I raised my frozen fingers and typed in the code. The only response was an error beep. I typed it in with difficulty, gritting my teeth. Each time, the system told me it was wrong. Finally the butler got annoyed enough to come open the door. He looked at me coldly. "Donna, stop. As long as you don't apologize to the Don, you don't get to use the Don's things."

Santino's POV Santino stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, his long fingers drumming restlessly on the mahogany desk. As night fell, his agitation grew. Getting rid of Jessy was just the first step. Now, he had to get back what was truly his. His top aide entered and handed him a top-secret file. "Don, we've found the Donna. She's in Lumina, on the West Coast. She opened an art gallery." He opened the file. The first thing he saw was a telephoto shot.

"No." I am Graziella Vitale. I am the Donna. I do not die on my knees. I do not die by my own hand. I lower the knife. I grip it properly. Overhand. Stabbing grip. If they want me, they have to walk over a pile of their own dead to get me. SCREEEEEEEEE. The noise reaches a fever pitch. The top hinge glows cherry red. Then white. Sparks shower into the room, spitting like angry fireflies in the crimson light.

Her hand swag towards the glass slitting the wine on the stud looking Veronica. Stop! There was a beeping slience followed by a heavy breathing and heart beat sound. The moon flashed red as Lily held her head, screaming. Her vision twisting showing after-mark- shadows . She could her the stop of the royalty music stop, most people were panicking. Her vision capture the sight of two weeping pink haired ladies, her system and.... Veronica?! Not able to pick what's happening, she blank out. . . . "Ghaaaaaah !" She blink her eyes in surprise nearly missing and attack for a human-zombie-like monster.

The council members had only stepped away after being summoned by the King. "Your majesty, I know you are grieving the loss of your heirs. However, I would like to know your orders…We have a murderer in our midst, and after the coroner examined Elder Consalvo's body, may he rest in peace with the Divine Moon Goddess. He believes Elder Consalvo struggled at some point with Elder Raul Zev." At the Duke's words, the room went into an uproar... "Never," Viscount Everald Ferguson shouted, half rising off his chair, it scraped against the hard concrete flooring. He is a Vampyre.

The sunlight fell upon his golden hair, casting a soft glow. He looked at me so earnestly, waiting for my answer. I opened my mouth to speak. But before I could say anything, my phone suddenly rang. It was an unknown number from Porthaven. I hesitated for a moment but ultimately answered. "Ms. Valentino, this is Antonio, Don Corleone's Underboss. Something has happened to Don Corleone."

I looked back at the crowd that day, seeing elementary school kids with hands calloused from climbing, young men who had been crippled by the trail, and middle-aged folks who had lost their children. Finally, my gaze had landed on Dad's headstone. He had tumbled right off the cliff, breaking every bone in his body, just like so many other elderly folks in our town had over the years. This elevator, which had arrived decades too late, stood like a massive, powerful beacon at the entrance of the town, finally piercing through the pitch-black nights in the valley. Every single resident who rode that outdoor elevator for the first time had broken down in tears of sheer relief as the cabin glided

I thought I would be calm. But when the truth finally came out, my body trembled all the same, and I couldn't stop it. "Heads of the families, I know you all want Louis dead right now, but before he's judged, there's a personal debt I mean to settle with him." I took a deep breath. "I wonder if any of you remember the former Donna of the Vitale family. My mother, Selena Pavano." "Twenty years ago, my brother was barely a month old when Louis's wife Jessica threw him from an upper floor to his death. And my father, Louis, never bothered to learn the truth. He took Jessica at her word and had my mother beaten to death..."

"Consigliere, I want a divorce from Cassius. I’m handing back all the businesses under my name. Draft up the papers." The old Consigliere frowned. "Camilla, this marriage keeps the peace between our two families. Can you think this over?" I was the frontwoman for Cassius Marino’s dirty empire for three years. In the shadows, I was this cold-blooded Don's legal wife. A month ago, a Mexican cartel kidnapped me. That night, the cartels blew up my husband's secure line, demanding a thirty-million-dollar ransom. He let it ring. They ended up throwing me into an abandoned meat locker in freezing temperatures. I almost froze to death. Luckily, a butcher stumbled in and dragged me out just in time.