Marius Romanus Novels & Stories

He screamed struggling to get freed while Genesis practically died of laughter. “But seriously guys, I want to talk about what happened, including you kissing me,” Rosalie said as she now settled in the water, “What do you wanna talk about?” Genesis asked earning a sigh from Giovanni, “Mel told me about the man that was trying to court my mom, his name is Marcus, and his children’s names are Mateo and Cora, were they the people at the market?” She asked, “Yes, that was them and now that you know how they look, stay away from them, especially Cora, she’s a psychopath,” Giovanni said as Genesis scoffed.

Now, to the main course of the day. ~~ The UBER stopped right in front of ACE's building after the driver had shot her suspicious stares from the rearview mirror with hints of recognition on his face, each time her eyes met his, his lips curved into a sly 'Iknowwhoyouare' smile that made Maria's stomach churn. The middle-aged man didn't cease to try bringing up conversations as he drove— discussions ranging from the Russia-Ukraine war to small talks on toxic masculinity—all of which Maria has no interest in at the moment. On the other hand, a tiny voice in her head suggested he was just a random man who loved to engage his customers in his discussion, maybe this had nothing to do with him an

"So Lisa planned on getting Tony to her and taking him away?" "We're not sure what her original plan was but we assume so yes but to think that he would go alone is just crazy. Adrian's dad never got over losing him and is now a Rogue himself but he's a lone Rogue, he doesn't mingle with any Rogue packs. He became Rogue and set off to look for his son and to this day he's still searching. I don't think he'll ever stop, not until his days are up anyway. My dad still speaks to him, he usually calls once a month to check in and Its always been made clear that he has a place here but I know that he won't ever return, not without Adrian anyway.”

Roman held my hand, and I admired his and Mars’ matching white suits. Mars seemed excited, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. The banquet was all he had been talking about for days. "I announce, your royal highness, crown prince Romanus Edward Maximus of Penevia!, the Lady Audrey, and prince Mars!" The announcer's voice boomed through the hall. Roman shot me a small smile to grab my nervous and held my hand tightly as we walked in, stopping near the rails.

His eyes were sparkling with admiration for his brother . Marcus chuckled hard " Thank you my boy ...there is a thing I want you to know " he said blushing with excitement . " yeah ...what is it ...you are blushing " Magnus said teasingly . He has never seen his brother blushing . It was so new . He looked adorable like a child though . " There is a girl ..Her name is Ariel...she is the daughter of Spainsh Mafia leader ...I think ...I have fallen in love with her ...I want to marry her " Marcus said scratching his hairs avoiding gazing as it made him flushed .

It lived in the space between us like a scar. “The second you give in,” I continued, voice low, “everything you are… everything you want… ends up under someone else’s control. And I know you, Marcellus. You carry a strong name, one that refuses submission. You are not just going to fall into a ceremony simply because it is a requirement for you to do.” He was silent now.

As if he’s able to discern the direction my thoughts have taken, he says, “I’m a transplant—or, well, technically, I’m adopted into the pack since rogues destroyed my pack. Alpha Glendon and Luna Cherice allowed the family that I live with to take me in when I was just a pup and raise me as their own.” “I’m Maxon, by the way,” he says, holding out a dirt and blood-covered hand for me to shake. I glance at it with a raised eyebrow, and then back at him. “Oh, shit,” he says with a chuckle as he pulls his hand pack, dropping it to his side, and then wipes it against the leg of his jeans, which aren’t much cleaner than the hand itself. “It’s fine,” I say with a small chuckle of my own. “And my n

The Marcus and the two fellow were unarmed but the young knew for sure that there were guards watching them there and with a snap of their fingers, a bullet might struck his head or his heart that would make him dead then "Who are you?" Marcus asked, drunkenly speaking with his shoulders lumbering. Joram stood still spooked by presence of a young man they hadn't notice would come to them. Jun just watched with his hands ready for the steel tucked in his belt "I am Rod, one of the hunters of Mountains. I'm here to surrender myself for the service of the Madrigals," he gazed at them wandering his eyes from Marcus then to Joram then to Jun as if to decide which of the three was the Madrigal. He

Marcellus ground his teeth together,"he's calling me out, he wants me to find him," Angelus blew out a sigh knowing how foolish his brothers can be. Marcellus was a stubborn egotistic bastard who wouldn't accept defeat and Damien was an equally stubborn hot-headed lunatic who wouldn't quit until he seeks and gets his vengeance. "What do you intend to do now?" "Find him like he wants me to."

Clara stole into the room, kept her head low, fought hard to keep her eyes from drifting towards the lecturer, at least until she could make it successfully to her seat without drawing attention to herself. “Now, values, what do the Romans believe in? What did they hold dear? Roman core values were centered on uprightness, faithfulness, respect!” He dragged halting Clara in her steps, “and status. You’re late!” He snapped. He stared at the dusty spot on her bottom, hoping she would catch it and he wouldn’t have to say it. Clara shook, shocked at how commanding he sounded and scared shitless he was going to send her out especially with the way he looked at her like she was gum on the sole of