Books Set In Rome Novels & Stories

LIVIA I don’t sleep. I lie on my back on the narrow bed in my apartment and listen to the building breathe—pipes clicking as they cool, a neighbor moving above me, the distant murmur of the city that never fully shuts up. Rome at night isn’t quiet. It just lowers its voice, like it’s telling secrets.

Also, the second I brought my lifestyle out for her to see, she would only cry to be let go from the sleepless nights that came with it. THIS IS THE BOOK II IN THE ROMANO SERIES THAT'S ABOUT THE CHARACTER 'ENZO' WHO WAS INTRODUCED AS REID ROMANO'S COUSIN IN THE FIRST PART OF THIS BOOK. THE SECOND PART OF THIS BOOK IS TO LOOK INTO HIS CHARACTER AS A MAFIA LORD AS WELL AS RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS WOMAN, VIOLET BARCHINI.

I muttered. “I don’t get it.” “What do you know about Rome?” “Uh, it wasn’t built in a day?” “Nice try,” I said. “It was founded by Romulus after he killed his twin brother, Remus.” “So?” “Apart from the association with Alpha Calvin’s establishment, which may give customers a false impression they’re connected somehow, it also implies ‘Remus’ is kinda the poor relation.” “You mean this guy’s trading on the Alpha’s success?” “Yep,” I said.

Leonardo voiced his confusion, prompting Lucia to shift her gaze nervously. The question struck her like a bolt of lightning. Why had she changed her mind so suddenly? However, that wasn't even the most important question at this moment. Furthermore, it wasn't Leonardo's concern. After Elena's departure from the house they once shared, Lucia felt compelled to clean up her room. It was during this process that she stumbled upon something resembling a diary—a diary Elena had asked about when she had lost it in the past. Driven by curiosity, Lucia couldn't resist the temptation to leaf through its pages, only to discover the most astonishing news. Elena harbored a deep-seated vendetta against t

Pointing towards the photos on the wall, he followed my gaze "You see Rome was part of the Nazi soldiers while Grace was a jew when they first met. They first met at a library back in Paris when Rome was searching the area for rebels. He saw Grace being manhandled by a fellow soldier and step in. Instead of thanking Rome, Grace gave him an earful." "She did?" Iñigo asked in awe and a chuckle reverberated off of his chest. I grinned as I imagined Grace berating Rome. "She did. Rome should have detained her but he just couldn't. He was transfixed by this beautiful and brave woman who dared stand up to him. So he began to make every possible way to make their paths meet. It wasn't long before t

a soft but firm voice called. The door opened gently, and Roman stepped inside. Behind him were two bodyguards, each holding stacks of comic books. They quietly walked past Roman and Lucien, heading toward the shelf in the corner of the room. One by one, they arranged the colorful books neatly, their hands moving with quiet precision. The covers shone under the dim ceiling light—some glossy, some matte. There were superhero titles, fantasy series, even a few rare collector editions and a bl editions. At least thirty books now sat proudly on the shelf, lined up like loyal soldiers. Lucien sat still on the bed, covered up to his chest with the duvet, watching silently.

"This is just the beginning, Isabella!" She fired in his direction, but he was already slipping into the back exit. Coward. Isabella locked eyes with Leo. “We can’t let him escape.” Leo nodded. “Dante—cover us!” Dante grinned, reloading. “Go. I’ll make sure no one follows.” With that, Isabella and Leo darted toward the exit. A Chase Through the Streets of Rome Romano had a head start, but Isabella and Leo weren’t far behind. The streets of Rome were alive with midnight traffic, the glow of streetlights casting flickering shadows. Romano weaved through alleys, trying to lose them.

A smug little smile even tugged at his lips. "See?" he said, taking the envelope. "I knew she'd come around eventually." He was already thinking ahead. "Get a nice piece of jewelry from the boutique. And book that French place in the west end. Tonight, I'll—" His voice died in his throat as he opened the envelope and read the first line.

They kept reading. Outside the November night was cold and completely still and somewhere in Rome a senator was sleeping soundly inside twenty-two years of carefully constructed innocence. With no idea that in this study two people were dismantling it page by page.

LARA's POV The Great Fire of Rome is known as the most devastating blazes in history. Emperor Nero himself set the city on fire... just so he could build a fancy palace on the ashes. Don't quote me, though; I read it once on a sketchy conspiracy forum. But I’ve always wondered why no one who lived through that fire ever wrote a book about it. No How I Escaped the Roman Flames memoir. Now I know why. They were too busy trying to survive.