Letter To Romeo Novels & Stories

she said with a sad look. I took a deep breath and opened the envelope. The note read: Dear Romeo: I can't do this anymore, I am trapped between my feelings and my love for my sister. I would never forgive myself for breaking her heart. I wish you all happiness with her. Don't look for me, because I will be long gone. Stella.

Everyone thought the worst was soon to be over, little did they know that a horrible nightmare was yet to come. Romeo's father organised few young men from their neighborhood to come and try ti break inside Romeo's room. They did as they were asked and the door to Romeo's room broke open. They looked around where he was sleeping. There was no movement that showed Romeo was aware of the forced entrance. Everyone was amazed by the silent treatment the recieved in there. They tried to reach out to him to see if he needed help.

Excitedly, I wrote like this; "To my dearest Joshua, Though we had talked a few minutes ago and greeted each other already, please accept my sincere second greetings to you. Today was not a good day for me. As soon as I stepped foot back into the mansion or our house, mum and I did not have a good welcoming. We have a misunderstanding for some reasons. Funny, but she slapped my face because the one who answered her calls was a young and handsome male wolf, not me. However, the case was already settled. That wolf no longer needs to get worried because my mum will not call him again. My wolf was supposed to write you a letter with a piece of paper and pen. Sadly, I'm in my car in the middle of

The moment the words left his mouth, the symbol vanished and a loud crack sounded from the hallway. Someone was at the door again. Both froze. Romeo pulled Daisy behind him, every muscle tensed. Slowly, he turned the handle. The door creaked open. No one stood there. Only a faint envelope lay on the floor , sealed in red wax, stamped with the same burning circle. Romeo bent to pick it up, his pulse hammering. When he broke the seal, a single line was written inside, in blood-red ink: "Bring Alessia to the river before the moon bleeds… or the city will burn."

Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I’ll no longer be a Capulet. “O Romeo, Romeo, why are you Romeo? Deny your father and reject your name; Or, if you won’t, just pledge your love to me, And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.” As the scene progressed, their voices intertwined in a dance of words, each line dripping with longing and desire. Lily’s heart pounded with the intensity of the moment, her gaze locked with Mark’s as they conveyed the passion of Shakespeare’s timeless lovers.

Romeo would never forgive them if he got the idea that I was getting help from my friends. “My Luna. I can bring your favorite salads for you. Without those fattening creamy dressings.” She asked me politely. But I quickly shook my head, “Nah. Just bring me salads topped with lots of nut powder and with a dash of olive oil dressing.” When the Omega left with the tray I walked to my study table and started writing a letter. I had to be very careful about my words. “Dearies!” I wrote without mentioning Emma’s or David’s names.

If I don't love them, why am I even agreeing to go on a date or whatever they tell me to do even if I don't want to! We were both silents until I heard his phone ring. "Hello?" I'm looking at him now. "See you? It's already late at night, and I told you I didn't want you, didn't I?!" I frowned at him. "Who is that??" I curiously ask. "It's Deo." He answered. "Give me that, let me talk to that sh*t," I said softly and he gave me his cell phone. [Is someone with you?! It's Heaven again! What I've been telling you before is right, there really is something between you two!!] I can feel that he is very angry with me and so am I.

I must have been unsuccessful in creating an untroubled face as Lucien crosses the room toward me, "Hey, Ari. Are you sure everything's alright? Your school principal, he called me, you know, and said he wanted to meet with me as soon as possible. It sounded important." "What?" I ask him. It takes me a second to remember that the boys and I have been keeping Lucien in the dark about the letters I've been receiving. And we have become so caught up in it, we forgot that the adults at school might have caught wind of it as well. Of course, they are going to tell Lucien.

I stepped on the brake. "I don't love you; my whole heart is for Julia. We've been dating for a while now!' Leonardo's words never left my mind; at that moment I was going crazy. "I killed your damn father!" Leonardo uttered sternly. I couldn't stop the scenes from coming back until my eyes turned blurry and I fell to the seat of my car, hitting my head on the leathered chair. Slowly darkness enveloped my eyes, and everything went blank.

"Leonardo, wh-what are you talking about? Tomorrow is our engagement party, and the invitations have already been sent out." Leonardo walked toward her, each step feeling as if it were pressing down on her heart. He stopped in front of her and looked down at her condescendingly. In a low and dangerous voice, he uttered, "Vittoria, I'm only going to ask you once—what exactly did you do to Camilla?" Vittoria was so frightened by the madness and ruthlessness in his eyes that she took a step back. "I didn't do anything!" she replied, her voice trembling. "She was the one who cut my face. Leonardo, look at my face! She's the one trying to destroy me!"