My Dark Romeo Series Novels & Stories

We have a nice selection of them, actually. Along with the journals are some musty cloth-bound editions of classic literary texts. You know the kind. Books which appear antique and valuable but aren’t. Here’s a damp, musty-smelling copy of Benito Cereno, next to a collection of Shakespeare’s plays. Also, several classic editions of Hemingway’s novels. Now here’s something interesting. A diary. Upon opening it, a name scrawled on the inside cover grabs my attention: “Jebediah Bassler.” Of Bassler House? Bassler Road, and Bassler Memorial Library? This is interesting, to say the least.

I say hesitantly. “Sup dude? How’s life on the dark side?” Xane blurts out. “Don’t be a douchebag.” Donnie buts in. “It’s fine Donnie. Life couldn’t be worse, couldn’t be better.” I huff. “Cool.” Xane laughs. “Show him the mask for the game we are playing later!” Alex chuckles. “Sure. Plain white mask, black hoodie and Dead Man’s Woods. We’re going to play manhunt.” Donnie says with a smile.

"You left this at my house the other day; thought I'd give it back since you need it for our project." Oh right, the project for English class. They were assigned to organise and perform one of Shakespeare's greatest plays, 'Romeo and Juliet.' A true tragedy, not because the two families hate for one another was more potent than the love for their children, who stood in their way of being together, but the lovers who were stupid enough to kill themselves because they couldn't bear to live without the other. She was more than capable of living without Michael, something Harlow couldn't do, but the question wasn't if she could but rather did she want to? It was simply a matter of choice.

’ [This is what you want as a wife? Romero sighed heavily then looked his number two squarely in the eyes, ‘Sì, mi è più fedele di quanto tu non lo sia mai stato.’ [Yes, she is more loyal to me than you have ever been.] He said quietly lifting his gun and shooting him three times killing him instantly, ‘C'è qualcun altro che condivide le sue opinioni?’ [Does anyone else share his opinions?] No one met his gaze so he reached for Juliette and tugged her close she was stiff with anger but he continued to drag her from the room and out into the garden.

"So, you are just here brooding because you ran out of patients to torture?" Romeo’s dark smile faded as his gaze drifted from my face, scanning the dance floor before snapping back to me. "I am here…" He said. "because I needed a drink. But it seems I stumbled into a live show instead." “What live show?” I scoffed. “I was just enjoying my night.” He tilted his head. His hazel eyes dropped to the flushed skin of my exposed cleavage, on the spot where the stranger's mouth had just been. His gaze darkened and I stopped breathing. Hot ran through my body.

I wouldn't show weakness to him. Romeo dragged me from the bed outside the room with him. "I will show you the evidence. Lets see how much you'll believe Dominick then" Romeo declared. We entered a huge room and Romeo pushed me to the ground, leaving me landing hard on my knees. I groaned out, the pain was excruciating. Soon, a huge display screen appeared in front of us and as he already explained earlier, it was Dominick in the video, shooting young girls dressed in prostitute clothes.

Standing to his feet, Rome stared at their faces one after the other and said, “Let's go.” A few minutes later, two black SUVs arrived in the yard of an abandoned warehouse, and the five men standing guard at the door tightened their grip around the iron pumps in their hands. “Let me handle this. Darklight is involved with my wife's cousin, and if you guys intervene, it will raise suspicion since you all work for my father.” Rome said on the phone. “But, boss,” Brook mumbled, sounding nervous as he stared at Scar and Blaze. “I can take care of myself.”

They all then returned to the compound to regroup and catch Vlad up with what was happening and let Kolby know that Romeo would be joining Archer's team of elite supernatural forces, occasionally working with Devlin to get in and destroy clans, covens and packs as well. With the wildness now in control thanks to the latest serum, Romeo has embraced this new side of himself and is now actually enjoying the suffering of others. Romeo looks forward to the end of the week because, with all the clans, packs and other supernatural groups, Romeo helps to either catch or destroy. They rewarded him with the fresh blood of a delicious-tasting female. This female is the only one he will feed off of and

She stuttered, “Off… off the lights.” Laurence's fingertip stayed on her forehead for a long time as he looked at her knitted brows. “Aren't you afraid of the dark?” Zoey didn't want him to see her face when she was turned on. It was something she couldn't control. They were like the most intimate lovers in bed. She said a little breathily, “Switch it on again after we finish.” Laurence kissed her ear. It seemed like he liked her ear very much these days. He grunted hoarsely and switched off the light. Other than the faint light shining in through the curtains, the room was nearly pitch black.

Annabelle read it out: “ Luke, the most powerful vampire to exist. He is known by many names. The lord of darkness. The symbol of abomination. The epitome of destruction. But one thing is very clear, he was never born as a vampire. Rather, he was born human. A servant to be precise. The story goes back when he served at a plantation alongside his friend. The two young men did not like their status and the burden of servitude. As much as they hated their lives, they each had different views towards their master. While his friend wanted to be among the elites and high class, Luke wanted to rule them. And so when rumors of a warlock spread in the town and came to pass, Luke and his