My Dark Romeo Series の小説・ストーリー

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.

Circe was anxious when Romeo refused to listen to her advice. At that moment, Dax could not help but say, "Dude, what grudge do you have against Darryl?" Chester looked curious too. They still did not understand why Romeo hated Darryl so much. Romeo sneered. His eyes were filled with resentment. "You can ask Darryl when you meet him in hell." Then, Romeo moved swiftly, attacking Dax's head with his palm. Buzz! Romeo used almost all of his power. Energy erupted from his palm. Wherever he touched, the air was distorted. The skies and earth were drenched in an intense murderous aura.

Romeo said, and Eulisses nodded. "Yeah, our mother did a work of art there..." He laughed, and Romeo rolled his eyes. History says that, once upon a time, Romeo thought of taking as a chosen mate, Luna Paige. Luna Paige was cursing and poisoning her sister Stella... who ended up being Romeo's fated mate, and among the whole mess, she found a refugee in the Rogue King, Eulisses, who happened to be Romeo's half-brother and Paige's fated mate... So yeah, this family has a lot of baggage and history...

But my body is a traitor. His eyes drop to my lips again, his thumb brushing slowly over my wrist. The subtle movement is electric. "I need to leave," I whisper. "No, you don't," he counters. And then his head descends, slowly, deliberately. Until he kisses me. It's not a tender kiss, not romantic. It's something darker that I can't explain. I should fight him. I should. But then his tongue traces my bottom lip, too teasing, too enticing, and the fragile walls I've built around myself begin to crumble.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

"They're the keys to your cell. As you can see, the cell is empty. It's the only empty cell available. I brought you here just to keep you safe from those hooligans. But if you decide to act like a son of a bitch, I will walk away and take you back to Jaguar. And trust me when I say this time, it's going to be you against the world,' Romeo uttered a lot. He was sweating already as though it were an interrogative session. Dexter knew when to call it a quit. Romeo did what Dexter's Father couldn't even since he was born. Romeo was barely five years older than Dexter, yet was able to give Dexter a run for his money. He got Dexter trembling on both feet like someone being robbed at Gunpoint. "Fi

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.

But when Morana nodded and allowed Daniel to do what he should have done, it was at that moment that Daniel didn't hold back at all anymore. Beat after beat that made the bed under them creak, mixed with the sighs of the two of them. It is this sound that dominates the hotel room they occupy. Echoing between the bedroom walls and bouncing off the ceiling… The moonlight that penetrates in, becomes a silent witness for the two people who are pushing themselves to achieve worldly pleasures that cannot be described in words. Again and again… They did it all night… # # # The room was dark and gloomy because none of the lights were on, while the owner was holding his cellphone tightly and standing

The heavy wooden door opened slowly, revealing a sliver of darkness that widened into the mansion's vast entry hall. My heart hammered against my ribs. Caden stood there, looking impossibly calm. He wore dark pants and a loose white shirt, sleeves rolled up, showing strong forearms. His eyes, dark and sharp, met mine, and a slow, unsettling smile spread across his face. "Right on time, Maeve," he said, his voice a low rumble that filled the huge, echoing space. "Come in. Don't be shy."

"Left hand. Near his thumb, running down toward his wrist maybe an inch or two." Anna's eyes closed briefly. When she opened them again, there was something dangerous burning there. "That is him," Anna said quietly. "Him who?" "The man you described is not someone who works for James. He works for me." Anna started pacing, her movements sharp and agitated. "Or he did work for me until very recently. His name is not Max. It is Marcus. And if he approached you at that gala claiming to be sent by James, then he is playing a very dangerous game."