Novel & Cerita My Dark Romeo Series

A small black purse hung from her shoulder and black star shaped earrings dropped from her ear. Romeo had dressed simply in a red sleek suit with a black dress shirt, golden cufflinks shining in both of his arms and a tiny golden chain around his neck. Chris felt his jaw drop as he looked Romeo up and down, he was sure the Armani kid's shining black shoe would cost more than the entire outfit he had on himself. Not to mention, his own golden wrist watch was a lesser version to the one Romeo had on. Jessica felt anger sprouting inside of her as her eyes landed on Cara. She tried calming herself down, reminding herself that it was all part of her plan.

Marco drove into the gates of La Rosa Nera. The club's neon lights cast an eerie shadow over everything they touched. The club's pathway was a spectacle to behold. An archway adorned with beautiful black roses that resonated with the name of the club, La Rosa Nera (The Black Rose). The petals of these gorgeous flowers glittered and danced under the night sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a fading sensation of danger that lingered.

he quickly apologized. "No, Stella just woke up, and I needed to discuss something with you regarding what happened to my mate." Romeo looked at me, and I nodded. I needed to encourage trust between them; otherwise, the treaty would not work. "Yesterday, Stella was poisoned. We are at the hospital, and she just woke up. The curious thing is that the poison was laced with dark magic…" Romeo's face was stern, and I could sense that Eulisses was shocked at what he was hearing.

“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.”

Looks: 5’7, White, brown round eyes, wrinkles, brown short hair always on a ponytail, slim. Family: Raphael Lockwood (boss, like a son) / Robert Smith (husband) / Isbella (Tammy) Smith (daughter) Friends: N/A Romeo Karkov (62) Job: Leader of the Russian mafia Raphael’s biggest enemy Personality: despicable, unfaithful, rude, dangerous, womaniser, disrespectful Looks: 5’7, White greasy hair, Fat, wrinkles, with uneven teeth. Scar on the right side of his face, green eyes.

“You can tell us.” Romeo’s eyes flicked between me and Conan before he let out a long breath. “I’ve been tracking a group of rogues for months now. They’ve been moving through territories, organizing… more than just random attacks. They’re planning something, something big. And I think they have their sights set on the Royal Crimson pack.” I felt a jolt of adrenaline rush through me, my muscles tightening at the mention of rogues. I had dealt with them before…vicious, lawless wolves who thrived on chaos. But this sounded different.

“Is it true? Are the humans looking for us?” Romano rolled his eyes, irritated. “They are.” In a blink, Caius was in front of him. He seized Romano by the throat, lifting him off the ground effortlessly. Romano could barely breathe. “If you try anything that endangers my family,” Caius said quietly, his voice deadly, “I’ll show you why they called me Dark. I haven’t forgotten what you did to Selene. I’m only holding back because she asked me to.” His grip tightened.

He leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my lips as his voice dropped lower, a growl vibrating through the space between us. "How dare you bring an ex into my house?" "I—It wasn’t on purpose," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. His gaze fell to my lips, lingering there, and I felt the heat of his scrutiny like a brand. "You don’t want to hurt him more by making him watch," Remy said, his eyes locking onto mine. They were dark, filled with a possessive hunger that made my heart race. "How bad I want to kiss you, spank you, and humiliate you with my cock."

'Maya'. 'The names mentioned should go with Alina please'. And with that we all turned and followed the purple headed dark girl to a secret room where I had the pleasure of being shown my first day here. 'She led us into a dark familiar place, which turned out to be Julia's office then we turned and entered a room that looked like a store room. 'Wow'. Collective gasps went up as they marvelled at the dangerous machineries in the room. 'Are we going to use that?'. A short girl who I think is Sia asked.

The flames surges up once more, lighting the tapestries ablaze. ‎ ‎“Dravon, no!” I scream. ‎ ‎But it’s already too late. ‎ ‎The shadows obey his rage, not his reason. They streak across the floor and walls, slamming into Verran’s direction. The Lord's scream fills the hall, echoing until it feels like it is tearing through my skull. The scent of scorched magic fills the air. ‎ ‎And Dravon, my husband, the Lycan King stands in the center of it all, his chest heaving, eyes burning brighter than any flame.