Rottmnt Donatello Novels & Stories

I strode into the bathroom and washed away the remnants of the blood from my hands, then pumped a few squirts of disinfectant onto my hands before grabbing my phone. "Boss." Mario picked up the call after a single ring. "I want good news Mario." "I'm afraid I don't have good news just yet, it's confirmed that Donatello is dead, he was killed by that kid Enzo Morano crowned to head the underworld. Though he's no longer a kid, he's now a grown man with more power and influence in the underworld than Enzo Morano ever had. The bastard killed Donatello because he abducted some woman rumored to be his girlfriend, some weeks ago I sent some men to bring that woman to me, but she managed to escape."

He spoilt Elena so much. "Ring ring ring..." The bell for the end of the morning exam rang, Martino couldn't hold back any longer and pushed open the car door to get out, Donatello rushed to follow. Martino's tall height of one metre nine is very abrupt in the crowd, his suit is ragged, his body is straight, and his English face attracts the parents around him to look at him, the four bodyguards accompanying him plus Donatello surround Martino in a small circle.

Rossi was the type of guy that won’t leave alone even if it’s years, he always gets his livk back but that won’t happen if I kill him before then. Donatello brings out a finger-cutting board from our store of numerous torture weapon. The colour in Silvester’s face washes out as soon as he sights the cutter. I watch as he screams and scrambles in fear while rattling his chain to try and get away from Donatello as fast as possible. “Tell me, and you won’t a finger and you have a lot of those….” I smirk. He screams. “You fucker!” Donatello forces his hand open and places his pinky finger on the board, without wasting time he slams the cutter down.

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.

The third man actually took a step back. Roman didn’t waste a second. He moved fast, terrifyingly fast for someone his size. His fist cracked into the second man’s jaw with a sound that made my stomach lurch. Bone? Tooth? I didn’t want to know. The man crumpled to the ground, choking on his own spit. The third man tried to pull a knife, but Roman was faster. He caught his wrist, twisted, and I swore I heard the crack of bone. The knife clattered to the floor before Roman drove his knee into the man’s stomach, folding him like paper.

“I believe that you are the one person who knows where the door is. You might not be talking about it, but such doors aren’t opened without being announced.” Ezra and I frowned in confusion as Donatello nodded and motioned for us to get inside. “How do you think that I used to get my businesses done? There is no better gold than the one coming from hell.” “You’re being serious right now?” Ezra asked, watching as his dad walked toward a portrait. His eyes glowed red and both Ezra and I frowned in confusion. Killian was quiet as he watched the scene before his eyes. Donatello took his jacket off and rolled up his right sleeve, revealing what looked like a grim reaper scythe.

Martin informed him as he approached. He knelt down beside him and said, “Remember the accident that claimed the life of your mother and almost claimed yours?” Martin let out a smirk. “You caused it?” “Well, it is more like I was the mastermind behind it. I wouldn't want to get some blood on my hands so I paid someone to do everything.” Martin answered. Donatello became enraged and fought to free himself from the binding ropes. He was already tired of listening to them and wanted nothing more than to strangle them with his bare hands.