Fgo Romani Novels & Stories

I puff out a breath and was about to continue walking when suddenly someone bump me causing the paper bags I'm holding scattered on the tiled floor. "Seriously?" "Merde!" My shoulder fell as I come to the realization of how much money I spent for today seeing how many paper bags were scattered on the floor. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry" a man said and start picking up those paper bags one by one. I reached the one near my feet and lift my head. My face instantly went serious when a familiar man greeted me with an apologetic smile plastered on his good-looking face. Archer Phoebus Romani. He is Phoebus Romani, I am sure of it. He's the son of Teofilo Romani, the founder of Mafia Romano.

Romano reached in his pocket and produced a purple amethyst ring with a familiar handcrafted mitre-crozier appliqué. Myositis felt tears welling as he accepted the ring and slipped it back on his finger. "You've been so kind." He held out his hand and clasped Romano's. "I appreciate it." Romano waved off the gesture, walking to the window and gazing out at the city, his thoughts obviously far away. When he turned, there was an uncertainty about him. "My Lord, where do you go from here?" He had been asked the exact same question the night before. "I suspect my path is as uncertain as yours."

I questioned, unable to hide the worry in my voice. He completely ignored the question, his purple eyes hardening with anger. He grabbed my arm with a force that made me wince and yanked me upright, then shoved me back against Fernando. An uncontrollable gasp escaped my lips as I fell against Fernando’s chest again, a whimper escaping my lips. Romano scoffed, the sound filled with light bitterness. "This is why I wanted you dead. You only have eyes for that Scorpion. I don't know how he managed to win your heart. But goddamn it he is one lucky bastard."

“The sooner you start to accept this and stop resisting your fate, the sooner all this becomes easier for the both of us.” “My name is November.” He grits his teeth, leaning over the table. “That name, you were giving after your rebirth. Your real name is Faye.” “Rebirth?” I begin to hyperventilate. “As the second passes, you make less sense.” … [all of the answers were crashing down on me, wave after wave, forcing me to a collapse] … Rome smiles. His emotions goes to and fro—the sign of a dangerous male. He is considered dangerous because it will be hard to detect his next move with his emotions fluctuating here and there.

Why should we believe whatever you say, and who are you? The man's gaze swept the room, examining each one closely. At last, he let out a breath and reclined in his seat. "My name is Roman. Prior to his downfall, he was employed by Victor Kain. Julien's mouth clenched. "We wouldn't trust you if you were one of Kain's men."

Roman's features were hard and set like stone, while she had an innocence to her that made her pure and admirable to the eyes. The only thing they shared was their eye color, Hazel brown. While hers were soft and loving, his was hard and unforgiving. A long scar ran down his face from his forehead to his cheek, it looked like a scar caused from silver. "I'm here to be your ally, I want to remove the competition to achieveing what is mine" he tells Roman, and all the other rogues growl in disapproval, Caden turns to look at him with disappointment and disbelief in his eyes, which hurt but he had to do what he had to.

I groaned. “I just want to hang out with my buddy.” He grinned, I raised my brows in suspicion “We can hit the club, get some ladies.” He drawled, then winked, smacking his lips. I rolled my eyes, I knew he was here to persuade me to go out again. “Unfortunately, I don’t have time for that.I have found the first daughter of the Romanos.” I informed him in a much colder tone. “Really?, when?” He asked surprised. “Well, Mr Romano agreed to the contract , he’s willing to partner up now.” I stated with a wicked smile.

They lock onto mine with the kind of focus that promises a swift end if I so much as twitch. “Father, what’s the meaning of this?” Roman’s voice is low but steady, and before I can react, he gently pulls me back and steps between me and the blade. The air vibrates with tension, two powers, one young and blazing, the other ancient and unmoving, pressing against each other. “Who is this?” The voice that comes from behind the weapon is smooth, deep, and commanding. It’s the kind of tone that doesn’t ask questions. “Eldora Maine,” Roman answers without hesitation. “My mate.”

My mom noticed my discomfort and she told me to behave normal and she tried cracking a joke to ease the tension but I ignored her but I won't deny the fact that I was relieved a bit. I walked into the restaurant with her and looked around before spotting a man siting alone at the far end of the restaurant and I confirmed it was him when my mom started working toward his direction. Hello dear, you must be Lucy the man said while standing up for a hug which I rejected immediately by hiding behind my mom. So sorry for that she is not comfortable with human contact, my mom said No problem, I understand. the man replied Actually I don't know his name that is why I am referring him as the man.

He threatened. He turned to the assistant and motioned for her to come closer and join her boss. “Look who we have here, Marco de Luca , Il capofamiglia I'Signori Della Notte," Lita said as though she was not surprised to see him. “To what do I owe this courtesy visit?” She asked all while maintaining a smile on her face. Lita Romano is the kind of woman who commands a room without saying a word. She had the aura of a powerful Italian mafia boss, she was sleek, dangerous, and always liked to be in control.