Lyric Romeo Novels & Stories

Dom’s POV Romeo raised his hands in mock surrender, still chuckling. “Fair enough. She’s all yours, then. But if you ever want to share the fun, you know where to find me.” He turned back to the crowd, his voice picking up again through the microphone. “Looks like this one’s claimed. Anyone else feeling brave enough to step up? No? Then let’s move on to something a little more hands-on for those who are already comfortable.”

he suddenly spoke, his voice still held that cockiness and sturdiness yet it felt like he was whispering, "but I'm not a bad guy either. I'm just like you, pretty lady, just living my life as each day goes on." My face tilted into his hand. I desperately wanted him to touch me, caress me, anything. I just wanted to feel his overly warm hand on any part of my skin, "but that of course doesn't mean that I haven't caused trouble wherever I went. I live for chaos, I live to drive people mad, question and laugh in the face of authority. That's just who I am...that's who Romeo is." "Romeo? What does he have anything to do with this?"

Romeo burst into a rich laughter, the sound pleasing to the ears. 'But yours won't end tragically!' Romeo laughed the more. Gladys glanced at him smiling. When he was through, he turned to Gladys. 'What do you say, Gladys? Will you change your name to Juliet because of me?' 'No! My name is Gladys and that is that!' Romeo laughed again, encircling her shoulders fondly. 'It's alright. We are Romeo and Gladys.' 'Shh! The play is starting. The curtains are drawn,' Gladys whispered.

Nia was shy but now was full blown grinning, “I can sing better than this. Maybe next time I will try a better one!” Lara jumped up from her seat and ran to Nia, snatching the mic from her hand, “I am next!” she shouted, drinking a long, big gulp of the beer. Lifting the mic up to her lips, she started to sing, ‘We were both young when I first saw you I close my eyes and the flashback starts… …. Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess

As you were a virgin when I met you, I will be filled with pride. - Goofy. Of course, I like having sex with you. I've never been with anyone else, and before you complain, I don't want to be either. What you do greatly satisfies me, but it has nothing to do with you. It has to do with desire. I'm weird and horny. Romeo lies down, pressing his chest to Romeo's back and putting his arm around his lover's waist, caressing his belly, while he begins to sing softly.

"Cast list went up an hour ago. You got Juliet." Something in my chest lifted anyway. Stupid, considering everything else sitting on top of me right then, but it lifted all the same. I'd auditioned back before things fell apart with Gray. Before any of this. Some small, dumb part of me had hoped we'd both land the leads and get to stand on a stage together again, the way we used to as kids doing elementary school plays with paper crowns and bedsheet togas. "Who got Romeo?" I asked, already bracing for a name I barely knew. Some junior. Somebody from drama club I'd exchanged maybe six words with in three years.

Arya shook her head and continued to sing. So I sneak out to the garden to see you We keep quiet, 'cause we're dead if they knew So close your eyes Escape this town for a little while, oh oh 'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet" But you were everything to me I was beggin' you, "Please don't go, " and I said Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run

Romeo will help my dad because or else I will see my dad being sad and broken hearted. Suddenly there's a knock on the door and my dad got up from the seat instantly. He walked to the door and opened it. He smiled widely and shook the man's hand. I got up from the sofa and walked towards the door. My eyes widened and I gulped to see.. him. So he's Mr. Romeo. He saw me and he didn't look surprised at all. My dad led him inside and my dad asked him to sit. He smirked at me and then he turned to my dad.

Sue Jordan. 'Damn that woman!' Romeo in my heart. "Belonging to the disturbed woman," replied Romeo.

Then Adrian began, voice smooth and confident. > “But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.” The words rolled off his tongue like they’d been written for him. His eyes stayed locked on mine the entire time, steady and intense, like I was the only person on that stage. When it was my turn, my voice came out softer than I intended. > “O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?” A few people actually sighed. My cheeks burned as I glanced toward the audience — Asher sat near the middle row, jaw clenched, eyes sharp. Chloe was beside him, her smile too sweet to be real.