Novel & Cerita My Name Romance

I barely realized this sometimes. “I mean yes! But the dying because of their love for each other annoys me. And the fact that you're Romeo reminds me of the movie. My name is Rose by the way” I smoothly said. But felt kinda guilty lying to this guy who had only been nice to me so far. Romeo nodded and pointed to a photo of a woman smiling. “Cool” I comment, even though I didn't see anything extraordinary about the photo. “What do you see?” He asked and i immediately answered.

"Waldo?" The guy asked in disbelief. "Seriously?" Play your part, Hailey. Come on. I placed a hand on my hip as I looked at him. I let a little of my cool girl character slip to help me with the act. "Got a problem with that?" The guy suddenly cleared his throat and shook his head. "Uh...no. Sorry. It's just an...unusual name." He said. "My name is Romeo." ...Romeo? Like in Romeo and Juliet?

The other men took off just a bit ago to give us time to talk and think. Probably to give me time to get my shit together. “I'm sorry.” “You have nothing to apologize for,” ROMAN says gently as he pulls me back into his embrace. “Like everything else, we'll figure this out at whatever speed you need,” he finishes with a kiss on my head. “What's my name?” They both turn to look at me. “The princess. What was her… er, my name?” I ask more confidently. “LARINA,” they answer in unison.

"Rue." I couldn't move. She pointed a sharp, perfectly manicured nail at the screen. "Is he the one?" My heart thundered madly in my chest. "Rue Cross," Mum pressed, her voice low and lethal. "Don't you dare lie to me. Is that man your lover?" I swallowed hard, the words tangled in my mouth. Her gaze went back to the screen, her expression sharpening with an emotion somewhere between fury and disbelief. "Adrian Romano. Of all people."

Hurrying to stand, I reached for my phone. My heart fell when I saw the name on the screen. Roman.

Irene The phone vibrated against my palm again, sharper this time, like it had grown impatient with me. Romeo. Just his name, but it hit harder than it should have. For a second, I didn’t move. I just stood there in the middle of Julian’s penthouse with the city stretched out behind glass and steel, watching the screen glow like it was something alive.

At the very top, I wrote the name that was already decided. 1. Jax.

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

He positioned himself squarely between Serena and her sister and ex, his commanding presence palpable and imposing. He regarded Aidan with disdain, as if he were an unsightly weed. "I suppose introductions are in order," Damien stated, his voice a smooth knife-edge. "I'm Damien Cole. Serena's date." The declaration landed like a thunderclap. Aidan's eyes went wide. Isabella looked as if she might drop. The crowd buzzed with whispers. "Date?" Isabella echoed, disbelief coloring her tone. "Since when?" she continued. Damien's gaze never wavered.

With a heavy sigh, he answered the call. "Romario, I'm sorry for yesterday," Namiro apologized, her voice laced with regret. Romario's expression softened, and he smiled slightly. He could never stay angry with Namiro; she was like a baby sister to him. "It's okay, you're forgiven," he grunted, taking another drag on his cigarette. Namiro's laughter echoed through the phone call, and Romario couldn't help but chuckle too. "Yeah, sure, my Rommy," she teased, using the nickname she knew he disliked. Romario feigned annoyance, "You don't ever listen, stop calling me that!"