Letter To Romeo Novels & Stories

Romeo struggled to breathe but he couldn't, his eyes were going blurry. "I ask again where is the file!" He tapped on the man shoulder and Carl signalled for his release. Romeo coughed incessantly as he was released of the grip. "Want to talk now?" Romeo nodded. "The file is at my house, Kingston street, the third house by the left, once you break in, I happened to have dropped it under my bed" Romeo said trying to inhale all the Oxygen. "Was that so hard to say" Carl asked. He was about leaving when a sudden thought came to his head

Usually, raindrops water the plants and all creatures on Earth. From there, life on Earth can grow and flourish. However, since then, the rain has been dripping with longing for my race. It's also from there that love has blossomed in my soul. "Juliet, I won't stand for you being owned by a man like Paris. Marry me. I've loved you since we first met at the party," Romeo said, kneeling in front of Juliet. "That's not it, Romeo, I love you too, but..." Juliet replied.

This was supposed to make you fall for me but I can see that I have failed with that but still I want to you to know. You are it for me, none other will do I love you. Micah. A love letter: From the person who love you to the ends of the world and back. Micah.

I express my confusion. Alessandro takes me to the balcony of the large pompous hall. "Why didn't you kiss me?" He asks. "I wasn't ready," I say as I wrap his bleeding arm with my handkerchief. "Stop it!" His authoritative tone spills out. I don't listen to him and tend to his wound. I say, "I made a mistake, so I will fix it."

“Julius, my life. I'm dying without you. I don't know how you are or if my father still pressures you. Today was almost the day my father married me to a monster, but the monster proved to be more of a monster than he imagined, and I escaped. I know my father loves me, but it's not his love that I need. It's yours. I sound so ridiculous speaking this way, but there is no other truth that can come out of me. I love you. I miss you, seen you, your touch. I am yours and would rather die than stop being yours. I will behave as my father wants, but I will not stop trying to find a way to return to you. Please don't give up on me, because I will never give up on you. Not even death will separate u

Only an envelope lay on the floor. Romeo bent to pick it up, his fingers tightening around the edges as if expecting it to explode. He shut the door with a sharp snap and brought it to the table. Jessica hovered close, her breath shaky. He tore it open. Inside, a single sheet of paper. No greeting. No signature. Just six words, written in neat, precise handwriting: "You can't protect her forever". Jessica's knees bucked. Romeo caught her before she fell, his jaw tightening like stone. He crumpled the paper in his fist, eyes dark with a rage she had never seen before.

My lips moved to my teeth as I bit my bottom lip. My eyes darted down to the letter, taking in the neat, bold handwriting. The letter was not that long. What was I even saying? Romeo had never been the type to write letters. He was never one for expressing his feelings through writing, or telling stories. It was strange that he had chosen to write a letter now, instead of asking to meet in person. I guess he must have thought I would not have agreed to see him.

she asked. “No. Nothing.” He forced a laugh that didn’t reach his eyes. “I mean… you know I don’t touch people’s phones. I didn’t you touched it. I was just… I was just trying to it to you.” “I wasn’t trying to take it,” Emma defended. “I was just handing it to you.” “Yeah. Sorry.” Romeo ran a hand through his hair. “The thing is… it’s an important message. I… I didn’t want you to see it. Not that I didn’t want you to see it. I just have to go.”

He looked up, “H-Huh, me too? But, Master Jed, I—” “What? Are you saying you can’t do it?” Jed snapped. Romeo paled, shook his head, and bowed down. “O-Of course not, Master Jed! I can do it! I’ll join the delivery team and send the message to the Lotus Maiden Pack. I’ll make sure it gets delivered this time!” “Very well,” Jed sighed, pleased a little. “Return after an hour. Now you may leave.” “Understood!” Romeo hurriedly went out and shut the door.

“You claim you don’t love her but everything you’ve done since she first bumped into your life says otherwise. Heck, you would have wiped out an entire race for her. What's love if not that?” Rome frowned as he pondered this. Could he really love Elora? “I suggest you take a page out of her book and write her a letter telling her exactly how you feel. I seem to recall you being a proficient writer.” He called as he stepped out, closing the door softly behind him. Rome sat up, alone in the warm room staring at his table and the plume of his quill teasing him. He groaned after a long minute, moving to his table.