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Romeo answers, "She knew what she wanted and got it, and she was rarely ever wrong when she did such. Still, your reasons are valid and also why I had chosen you as her betrothed. Many people would jump at the opportunity to have ties with the Italian Mafia and yet, you hesitate because you truly care for her, and I know you don't fake it because I know you, Alexander Wolfe. I know you more than you even know yourself." The words would scare someone else, but they calm me in a way. My Father never acted as one to me and the only one similar enough to the title would be Romeo Rossi. Asides from the gifts and smiles he gave, we barely ever exchanged words but he always seemed to know the right

To say that Raphael was overwhelmed at this point was an understatement; the mystery lady had a killer body and though he had promised himself to not have sex with any other girl aside Aliyah, he was willing to break the veil of sacredness for this girl. Before he would follow her, Raphael remembered he had two more tasks to accomplish "So you are Romeo huh?" He asked. "Yes sir, how may I fix you up?" Romeo asked with delight. Raphael felt his hate for the lad renew seeing him smiling so happily. "Remember me?" He asked "Uhmmm sir, I can't," Romeo replied innocently. "I would come back for this recognition topic but first, who is that lady" Raphael asked with his anger dying down. "She told

Her Dark Past (Love in shackles) Chapter 1 LILIANA's POV, "Please don't do this to me," I screamed as his huge hand got under my skirt, I shivered in fear, I hated his touch yet I loved it when he touched me. "See you are mine…" Damon spat angrily “I can use you any way I like, I brought you with my money so don't dare try to dictate to me,” he said with gritted teeth "Damon!" I screamed as his hands caressed my skin and I spat on his face.

Daniel carefully picked up the necklace and examined it. "What just happened?" He voiced out his thoughts before inadvertently pressing the W symbol on the ball of the necklace. A rattling sound was heard within the ball and it split into two,revealing a small piece of folded paper within. "Wow." Annabelle's eyes was wide at this point. "This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Daniel muttered and unfolded the piece of paper. It was quite old and contained words written with skyblue-colored ink. The words were thus: 'Luke the immortal.But not the invincible. Above all but vulnerable to one. One poison deadlier than the other. Werewolf venom triumphs over vampire virus.The might of

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.

“You should be proud. Not every human gets this close to the King and lives to tell about it.” “I do not know what you are talking about,” I replied, spine straight, fingers digging into the blanket. Romeo gave a short, humorless laugh. He picked up a glass, filled it with water, and placed it on the dresser next to the clean clothes. Every move was slow and calculated. “Of course you do. You think I can’t tell when someone’s plotting something? It’s always in the eyes, and yours are hungry.” He finally turned to face me. “And it’s not hunger for food.”

She hadn’t expected to fall in love, but here she was. Bjorn and Chelsea had proclaimed their love for each other, and done so publicly. Miriam had said that Fate herself had brought them together, at this particular moment in time, for a mystical purpose. The two lovers had been joined because they were the chosen ones, they were called to be warriors in this moment, in the End Days of lycanthropy.

“Celeste has nothing to do with this.” “Tutto a che fare con questo!” Romano’s voice boomed. “Everything! She bears the blood of the man who ended my family. Do you think I can look at her and not see Alessia’s grave?” “Then don’t look at her,” Azrael bit out. The Don’s men stiffened. Guns clicked softly in the dark. For a moment, I thought Romano would order them to shoot him. Instead, he let out a long, quiet breath and said something that made the air go still again.

“That’s rich—coming from a bastard son.” Irritation snapped through Angelo’s spine. “What the hell? You’d better watch your mouth.” Silence stretched between them. Then Max tilted his head, faking sympathy. He nodded, and Romeo emerged from behind him, offering a manila folder. “I think you need to look at this,” Romeo said. There was something in the way Max spoke that sent a shiver skittering down Angelo's back, but he took the file anyway. His fingers cramped as he flipped it open.

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.