Letter To Romeo Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry I couldn’t bring her with us because of her pregnancy. But…but you can talk to her on a video call.” Immediately Romeo started jumping like a puppy in love. Ella giggled at his excitement. “Let me grab my Ipad.”, Saying this, she went inside her room. I too started walking toward her room silently. Romeo looked at me but stayed quiet. He was definitely a smart dog! “Romeo, will it be fine if we call Juliet after 10? It’s midnight in Italy.”, I heard Ella speaking from the room. Romeo barked twice and left from there. As if he was saying ‘it’s okay’.

The breath rushes out of me. Julian didn’t send the flowers. Romeo112 did.

he paused, meeting my eyes relaying a message, "and don't think to follow me, because it's no place for bad girls with good sides." ~~End~~ When I woke up, Romeo was gone.

' She subsided on her bed, still peeling the oranges. 'By the way, Romeo sent his heart felt greeting to you. I have his card here.’ Gladys reached for her handbag. He would have come with me but it didn't work out.' She pulled out a large envelop from her handbag and handed it to her. Nneoma unravelled the envelope and smiled at the sight of the beautiful greeting card decorated with roses. She read the goodwill message at the end of which Romeo signed his name. She was touched. 'Thank him for me,' she told Gladys quietly, resting the card on her pillow. 'I'm grateful.'

"You're just going to say you love me and walk away?" Leo spun around faster than he thought was possible. His eyes were wide. "Annie," he exhaled, a warm feeling going through his body as he heard her voice after what seemed like forever. "Well," she crossed her arms over her chest, her face straight. He blinked, unsure of what to say. "Annie, I'm so sorry." She frowned a little, "You messed up." Leo nodded quickly, "I know. I know I did and I should have never read those letters because I know they were per-"

I want to remember everything. "Your story seemed like a romantic comedy." I laughed and he sighed. Why did he sigh, is that relief? Adam stood up and stretched his body before holding his hand for me to take it. "To be truth, I wish our love story is just a romantic comedy..." His lips curled into a smile that was forced and my heart cracked upon seeing it. I will know the truth.

, And just then the familiar voice of the lady he was longing for melts in his eyes. Happy tears rolled down his eyes and a smile appears on his face. His back was still facing her and he opens his eyes slowly to live the moment he was waiting for. He thanks every energy and things in this world in his head which heard his pleads and cries. "Hey.. won't you turn and have a look of me?", she complains finding his back still facing her as tears stream down her eyes. Excitement and nervousness keeping her legs at unease as she finds hard to stand straight. "Oh Romeo... your Juliet came chasing for you. And here you are showing your back to her. How pathetic of you?", she yells, her voice gettin

“I can...” “Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” she said interrupting him. “Just don’t go now. That’s enough for me. I’ve had too much for one day.” “I’m not going away, cara mia. Non me ne andrò, sono completamente tuo,” he would be hers until she said otherwise and, even then, he sensed, he found the one he would love for life. “What does that mean?” she asked without looking at him, pressing herself against his chest. He felt her small and fragile. “I don’t know Italian.”

She was beyond beautiful and she lacked the words to describe her appearance. "OMG, Romeo is gonna die when he sees you. Are you even real? Your beauty is so magical." Mia complimented. The wedding planner signaled them to be on their way to the church and before then, there was another knock on the door. Mia went to get it and she didn't see who brought it but she instantly knew it was Romeo when she saw the handwriting and handed it over to Maria. It read 'I don't know which jewel you are wearing but I bought this especially for you on this special day. Please don't wear it if it doesn't compliment your gown but I will love to see you in it sooner. Love, Romeo.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m