Novels by Donna pen

Chapter 67: The best presentation The next morning, Chelsea dressed up quickly, adjusting her dress before stepping out of her bedroom. Today was another busy day at culinary school, and she was determined to make the most of it.As she walked toward the kitchen, she was surprised to find Reese already there, setting the table. The delicious aroma of eggs and toast filled the air.“Morning,” Chelsea greeted, raising an eyebrow. “You’re up early.”Reese flashed her a small smile. “I thought I’d make breakfast before we both head out. Figured we could use a good meal before the day starts.”Chelsea chuckled and took a seat at the counter. “That’s sweet. I could get used to this.”Reese poured her a glass of juice before sitting down across from her. “Actually, I’ve been thinking about something… and I’d love to talk to you about it.”Chelsea raised an eyebrow. “I’m all ears. What’s up?”Reese hesitated for a moment, tapping her fingers on the table. “So, last night, I was scrolling thr

Chapter 66: Who's my father?Adams sat in his room, his fists clenched as he replayed the conversation he had overheard earlier. The muffled whispers, the urgency in his mother’s tone didn't sit right with him. Something was off, and his gut told him it was something big. He stormed out of his room, heading straight for his mother’s study.When he pushed the door open, his mother flinched, caught off guard. She quickly put her phone down and tried to compose herself, but Adams wasn’t buying it.“Who were you talking to?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.His mother hesitated, her eyes darting around as if searching for an excuse. “Just a business associate,” she said lightly. “It’s nothing for you to worry about.”Adams narrowed his eyes, his temper bubbling to the surface. “Don’t lie to me, Mother. I heard your conversation. You were talking about me. Now tell me what the hell is going on?”Her face paled, and she stammered, “Adams, you’re overreacting. It’s nothing serious. I w

Chapter 65: Brewing PlansThe sound of Chelsea's heels clicking against the pavement echoed faintly as she followed Liam to his sleek black car. She hesitated for a moment before sliding into the passenger seat, her hands clutching her phone tightly.“Why did you want to see me?” she asked, breaking the silence as Liam rounded the car and got in.“You’ll know in a moment,” he replied curtly, starting the engine. His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it that set her on edge.The car moved smoothly onto the road, the tension inside palpable. Chelsea’s phone buzzed in her hand, breaking the silence. She glanced at the screen—Reese.“Hello?” she answered.“Where are you?” Reese’s voice was sharp with concern.“I’m with Liam,” Chelsea replied, her gaze flicking toward him nervously.“Alright,” Reese said after a pause. “Call me when you’re done, okay?”Chelsea agreed and ended the call, slipping her phone back into her bag. She turned to Liam, whose gaze remained fixed on the road a

Chapter 64: Failed planAria’s heart pounded as she sat in her hospital bed, her face pale but determined. The plan had gone wrong—terribly wrong. She hadn’t intended to lose the baby, only to garner Liam’s sympathy and drive him further from Chelsea. Now, her rage burned through her veins as she clutched her phone tightly, waiting for Valerie to pick up.“Hello?” Valerie’s voice came through, cautious but sharp.“Get the doctor in here. Now,” Aria demanded, her tone venomous.“Aria, calm down—”“Don’t tell me to calm down!” she snapped. “This wasn’t supposed to happen! I told you we needed to be careful.”Minutes later, Valerie appeared in her hospital room, followed by the doctor. Aria glared at both of them. “Liam’s going to come here soon. You’re going to tell him I’m in critical condition. Make it believable, or so help me—”The doctor nodded nervously. “I’ll do as you say. But we need to keep the story straight.”Aria took a deep breath. “Fine. But let me make this clear— f Liam

Chapter 63: Heavy with tension The room was heavy with tension as Aria sat in her hospital bed, sipping water through a straw. Her features were calm, but her mind raced. She knew the doctor would do as he was told; the fear in his eyes had confirmed that. Still, loose ends worried her, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone might betray her.Valerie entered the room, closing the door softly behind her. She looked flustered, her usual confidence slightly shaken."Aria, we need to talk," Valerie said, her voice low."What is it?" Aria asked, narrowing her eyes.Valerie hesitated, glancing at the door as if to ensure they were alone. "Someone called me earlier. They know about the plan."Aria’s grip on the water glass tightened. "Who? What did they say?""They didn’t give a name, but they made it clear they know about the fall, the lies—everything," Valerie said, pacing the room. "They said secrets like ours don

Chapter 62: Her deceitful actThe morning sunlight filtered through the massive windows of the luxurious estate as Aria descended the grand staircase. Dressed in a flowing robe, her hand grazed the polished railing as her heels clicked against the marble steps. From the corner of her eye, she saw Valerie standing at the bottom of the stairs, nodding subtly as though everything was in place.Aria’s heart raced—not from fear, but from anticipation. She had rehearsed this moment countless times with Valerie and her trusted doctor. It was a calculated risk, but one she deemed necessary to manipulate Liam further. She didn’t plan for anything extreme, certainly not losing the baby, but she needed to create the perfect storm.Her foot hovered over the next step, her ankle turning deliberately, and before she could catch herself, she plummeted downward. The sound of her body hitting the steps echoed through the house, followed by a sharp cry that seemed to pierce

Jake’s POVI stared at the map spread out in front of me, my fingers tracing the rough paper as I tried to focus. Damon’s territory was vast, deep in the heart of rogue land, surrounded by thick forests and treacherous terrain. It wouldn’t be easy to get in, and getting out with Reyna would be even harder.My jaw clenched as my mind replayed the last few hours Reyna’s empty room, the lifeless sentinels, the destroyed security footage. Someone had helped them. Someone had made it easy for them to take her.The door creaked open behind me, and I turned sharply, my eyes narrowing when I saw Stephanie walk in.John, who stood on the other side of the table, straightened. “Steph,” he acknowledged, his tone neutral.I wasn’t as polite. “What the hell are you doing here?” My voice was sharp, cutting through the tense air. “You should be in the dungeon, not roaming freely like nothing happened.”Stephanie sighed, folding her arms. “I’m here to help.”I scoffed. “Help? How do we know you’re no

Reyna's POV “Who are you and what are you doing here? Who the hell are you?” I screamed,his eyes took in the wolf's bane and silver blade which lined the walls.I'm sure he must be very glad.He walked deeper into the room,his eyes scanning me from head to toe. “I'm sorry I didn't get to introduce myself earlier on when you were brought in. I am Alpha Damon. I am sure my name rings a bell.” A little smug covered his face as his eyes bore holes into every nook and cranny of my body.“Our wedding is coming up in a few days and I want you to be in the very best condition which is suitable for a bride. I wouldn't want people thinking I'm maltreating my Bride although running away from your father, you should serve some punishment but I'm going to tell you this I'm a very generous alpha and husband so I will let go and I will let it slide.” I laughed really hard and stood up from the bed “so tell me something Alpha should I thank you or perhaps I should delete your shoes because that's wh

Reyna’s POVI stirred, blinking slowly as my surroundings came into focus. The room was dimly lit, the air heavy with a faint metallic scent that made my nose twitch. As I tried to sit up, I realized my hands and legs weren’t bound. That surprised me I wasn’t exactly a captive, or so it seemed.The events of earlier began to flood back, and my heart sank. The van, the masked men, and the searing pain in my shoulder from the tranquilizer they all came back in vivid flashes.“Who were those men?” I muttered under my breath, my voice hoarse.I tried to reach out to my wolf, to feel her power surge through me, but something was wrong. There was nothing. Just silence. Panic rose in my chest, and I looked around the room for answers. My eyes landed on the counter nearby, where several silver blades and small vials of wolfsbane were arranged neatly.“Of course,” I whispered bitterly, realizing why my wolf was silent. The silver and wolfsbane in this room weren’t here by accident they were he

Stephanie’s POVThe familiar path to the pack’s gates felt different this time, though I couldn’t quite put my finger on why. I returned under the cover of the fading moonlight, weary but determined to act as if nothing had happened. Whatever Sarah and I had discussed earlier would remain between us at least until I could figure out my next steps.As I approached the gates, two sentinels stepped forward, their expressions unreadable.“Stephanie,” one of them said curtly, “Alpha John and Jake are waiting for you.”My steps faltered. “Waiting for me? Why?”Neither of them answered. They only exchanged a glance, their faces cold and void of emotion.“What happened?” I pressed, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in my chest.Again, no response.The silence sent my mind spinning, and my heart began to pound. Something was wrong very wrong. The atmosphere was colder, heavier, and every step toward the Alpha’s office felt like walking into a storm.I swallowed hard as I reached the door. I

Stephanie’s POVThe dense woods felt like they were closing in around me as I made my way down the narrow, winding trail. The darkness was oppressive, with only faint slivers of moonlight peeking through the towering trees. My pulse raced with every crunch of leaves beneath my boots.When I reached the small, hidden house nestled deep in the forest, I glanced around one last time to make sure I wasn’t followed. The familiar wooden door stood slightly ajar, its creak echoing as I knocked twice.The door opened, and Sarah’s wary face appeared. She motioned me inside quickly, shutting the door firmly behind me and bolting it.“Thanks for coming,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.“I didn’t have much of a choice,” I replied, pulling off my scarf. The room was dim, lit only by a single oil lamp on a rickety table. “Sarah, we need to talk. You can’t keep hiding here forever.”She sighed, collapsing into a chair and motioning for me to do the same. “You think I don’t know that?” sh

Reyna's POV I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the moonlight filtering through the curtains. My thoughts were a tangled mess, replaying every word and glance Stephanie had exchanged earlier. Who was Sarah? And why had Steph looked so startled when she saw me?I sighed, running a hand through my hair. Something wasn’t right, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that Steph was hiding something big. But what could it be? We had always been close, so why would she keep secrets now? My chest tightened as doubt crept in. Maybe I was overthinking it… or maybe not.I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was late, and exhaustion pulled at me, but my mind refused to rest. I stood and began preparing for bed, hoping sleep might offer some clarity. Slipping into my nightgown, I walked over to the vanity to brush my hair. As I stared at my reflection, I couldn’t help but notice how weary I looked. Tonight had been a whirlwind of revelations and emotions, and it was taking its toll.Just as I set