My Dark Romeo Kindle Novels & Stories

Romeo's deep voice pulls at my attention, and I don't restrain my eyes from searching for him. The way my heart stirs excitedly as I behold his gorgeous face can't even be overemphasized, and soon enough, the boredom is long forgotten for another while. He is spotting dark blue pants paired with a white dress shirt. Two or three of his upper buttons are subtly popped open to give a little peek of the dragon tattoo that crawls up his chest and disappears behind his neck. His onyx hair is polished and styled into a perfect tousle, jaws in a sharp line, while his full lips shimmer under the gentle ray of the blue light from his iMac. It takes everything not to slither over the long table right

She was in a room made of cold stone, and the only light came from a single, flickering bulb above her head. The door creaked open, and Romeo stepped in, holding a newspaper. He tossed it onto her lap. The headline, still damp with ink, screamed: GAS LEAK DESTROYS CITY FLAT: ONE FEARED DEAD. "Congratulations, Emmanuella," Romeo said with a cruel, thin smile. "To the rest of the world, you no longer exist. Now, tell me where he went, or things get very, very dark."

Romeo doesn’t walk for long before he stops, I feel his chest rumble against my cheek as he seems to talk to someone though I don’t know what he said. I frown a little as there is a slight sting in the top of my arm making my eyes heavy even with them being closed. I concentrate on the vibrations in Romeo’s chest as he continues to talk and starts walking again. I continue to relax as his scent of family wraps around me, keeping up the illusion that I am safe in his arms. As I lose the fight against the heaviness slowly working its way through my body, the slight scent of smoke, ash, and fresh rain invade my illusion before I am fully pulled into the darkness.

DARK DESIRES EPISODE FIFTY "I was drunk,You got me angry last night,I went off boundaries to force you to sleep with me,But I didn't use the right words to ask you about it,I'm sorry okay"He said more softly and I stared at me for a while. Who could believe that the ruthless Mafia boss is the one apologizing to me? "It's fine,I never said I'm angry"I mumbled staring at his tattooed chest, My eyes not leaving the beautiful tattoos.

he asked with such politeness that Selene couldn't refuse, and her eyes lit up again. "Yes," she whispered in response. Frederick settled more comfortably in the chair and paid attention, feeling excited like a child. "Romeo and Juliet." "Eh?" "The book I have in my hands is about a tragic romance between Romeo and Juliet, by the author William Shakespeare. Do you still want me to read it?" she asked, unsure if he would accept. "I would be delighted to hear it, my Lady, please," he requested, and Selene nodded.

he offered coyly. “Set me free and I might tell you all that I know. Only for the Blaine diamond..” he urged darkly. “Ace, you can’t trust this fucker or whatever comes out from his lips. It might all be part of his plot…” Romano spat. “My information is 100% true.” Romeo shook his head, awaiting my reaction. A pin drop silence befell with tension as I started taking steps towards him….. Staring deep in his eyes, I realized how much truth his words really held.

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?"

Footsteps walked into the living room, and I raised my head slowly, my throat tightening when I met his gaze. The intensity, the burning desire, the way his eyes darkened with something forbidden like he wouldn’t hesitate to take me right there. My pulse stumbled, my heart betrayed me, and my composure threatened to slip away. Damien stepped forward, his eyes on me the whole time without sparing a glance at Caterina. She faced him, but he didn’t look away, not even for a second. Standing a few away, his lips parted to speak, words that further fueled my uneasiness and anxiety.

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

Each wanting to toast him and get in a good word for their companies - while others tried playing matchmakers with their daughters. Zeke stood under the low-hung chandeliers, his golden blonde hair falling over his symmetrical face in a perfect arc. The golden hue of the lights bounced off his tall figure, making his every frown or smile look even more charming and angelic in a rather far annoying way. He flicked his sleeves, his silk black robes with silver embroidered threads catching the light - flaunting every grace and charm he had.