Games Romeo Novels & Stories

--- In the system lobby. The broadcast screen lit up with a new announcement. [S-Rank Dungeon “Mental Asylum” is now permanently sealed.] On the forums, players were already snickering. [Knew it.] [What is wrong with this girl? Every dungeon she clears gets locked afterward.] [She’s basically Conan in an infinite-world novel. Every horror dungeon’s worst nightmare.] [I still don’t get why that anomaly said “sorry” to her at the end.] [Forget sorry—how did he even know about Rose Manor?!]

“You should be proud. Not every human gets this close to the King and lives to tell about it.” “I do not know what you are talking about,” I replied, spine straight, fingers digging into the blanket. Romeo gave a short, humorless laugh. He picked up a glass, filled it with water, and placed it on the dresser next to the clean clothes. Every move was slow and calculated. “Of course you do. You think I can’t tell when someone’s plotting something? It’s always in the eyes, and yours are hungry.” He finally turned to face me. “And it’s not hunger for food.”

Romeo closed my door and then jumped into the driver's seat. Nathan honked twice, and we headed off to CrescentMoon. The whole ride was comfortable and silent. Morgan and Zach fell asleep within minutes. Morgan even snored. Romeo played some music, and I decided to read the briefing reports and other documents. About an hour down the ride, Romeo looked through the rearview mirror to see both guys completely gone. He decided to whisper. "Leave that, please…" I looked at him and he winked at me. I placed the files back, and as soon as I did, he took my hand in his, kissed it, and tangled his fingers in mine. "Much better…" I looked at him, and he let out a sigh. He kissed my hand again and rel

Scorpion mumbled, feeling a shrive run down his spine. When Rome came out of the warehouse, he stepped past the four wounded men, still laying on the ground, and walked to the SUV. Then he got into the front seat and gazed back at Brook, Scar, and Blaze staring wide-eyed at him. “I'm just going to say it, ‘Our boss is awesome!” Scar shouted, beaming at Rome. But when he saw Brook eyeing him, he coughed and put on a serious expression. “Get someone to find out who recently made a payment on the medical bill of Leo Dash at Redemption hospital,” Rome said, handing the paper over to Blaze.

Romeo didn't know if he should be surprised, shocked or be neutral, after all this was Conrad we were talking about, a man with no fucking emotions. "What do we do now?" Romeo finally asked, maybe he had finally put some pieces together. "Nothing... we wait, I think he was able to infiltrate some mafia bases but for now, we let him do all the hard work." The room suddenly became silent then a soft ding cut across the room, Romeo brought out his phone staring at the screen for a while then a small smile rose across his lips. "At least, we have some good news," his voice sounded more enthusiastic. "What is it?"

Where did you get that kind of money? Romeo ➡ Babe.. I have lots of money but I don't like to show off.. . Gina ➡ But you work in a cafè. . Romeo ➡ That's true but I have lots of online jobs that pays lots of cash, not to mention the online games that pay huge amount of cash if pass certain level.. Besides I have lots of contacts in so many places, I got tiny chip from a friend in the US, he works in a secret online black market that has anything you want.

Just let Rena enjoy her fate. Romeo again wants to play in the forest with the deer. Play with the horned beast and feel the fear welling up there.

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

“I don’t know. I don’t know when Leo will return or where he is. He does not know he is my child, despite taking that bitch Anne’s name. We will have to be very careful when dealing with him. Besides, he is Lester’s son, so unlike Lydia, he might have some affection for Lester. We can’t be rash. We have waited so many years - a few more months is not a big deal. We can’t ruin our plans due to impatience.” Rose was always the more composed of the two. Romeo nodded, “Fine! But make sure to send money to me regularly. I don’t have anything on me.” Rose wanted to snap but chose to eat her words, merely nodding her head. Romeo liked her submissive side of her and diverted the topic. “Now that we

“Then that tramp will have the pleasure of explaining herself.” Nico leaned back in his chair, watching the fire in Nero’s gaze. The demon was back and out for blood. That same old ruthless certainty burned there. It was the look of a man who’d kill anyone or anything that tried to move his pieces off his gameboard. Nero’s gameboard. “Tonight, then,” Nico said finally. Nero nodded once. “Tonight.”