Not My Romeo Novels & Stories

Her head is facing down and she’s playing with her fingers. My eyes went back to the dark brown hair guy. My brows furrow and I unconsciously tilt my head as I stare at the guy. He looks familiar— “I’m not Roman. I’m his twin—Romeo.” I stiffened when he stepped inside and welcome himself. I did not notice that my grip tightens on my shoulder to cover myself. He walks towards me, leaving the girl behind the doorstep. She did not dare to lift her head and look in our direction. Then, I realized that I should do the same.

Hank asks through sleepy eyes. “What you mean to say is Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc’d the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.” Juliet tells him. Hank laughs, “I think Juliet says that line.” “She does, but in our case, I am Romeo, who must leave or die and you, Juliet, who is left behind,” Juliet leans against him. “I don’t want to end up in a tomb kissing your lips in hopes of finding enough poison to kill me too.”

“You’re the first date I’ve taken here.” Sophia frowned in confusion at my confession. “Why?” I shrugged. “No other places are open that serve excellent food and drinks at this time of night. Nothing is worth going to for a first date with you.” Sophia stares at her lap, and her features darken. I wonder what she’s thinking?

"Alpha Tom must be utterly smitten. I don't blame him. Look at his mate—she's breathtaking." Cradling a bouquet of rare blood moon roses in my hands, I walked forward slowly toward Tom. This was the second time I'd stood dressed like this in front of so many people. The first time, I had lost everything. And this time… was I truly ready to embrace happiness? My steps faltered. Doubt clutched at my chest, cold and sudden. A part of me wanted to turn and run. "Echo." Tom stood ahead of me, fingers curling slightly with nerves.

Just as I began to lose my balance, someone caught me. It was Myra Field, Rhea's rival in business, the woman she accused of stealing her projects more than once. When Rhea approached us, Myra was holding my hand, examining the wound on my wrist. Glen smirked. "Wow, Cassian, I didn't think you had it in you. So are you and Ms. Field an item now? Guess you've been keeping busy while Rhea was gone—" Before he could finish the sentence, Myra's hand whipped across his face with a clean, echoing slap.

He screamed and I could hear the voice of Juliet scolding in the background for screaming like a girl . " It's no big deal noah.i have to go incase you have forgotten I had a finacee." " I never like that bit- women ,this is your opportunity to shoot your shots at her. " " Haven't you seen on television,she was spotted with a boy ."that resemble me." And a man who could be her husband for all I know. And besides Andrew it's been years. What I had for her was an ordinary teenage crush. Not a big deal"

“I don’t know. I don’t know when Leo will return or where he is. He does not know he is my child, despite taking that bitch Anne’s name. We will have to be very careful when dealing with him. Besides, he is Lester’s son, so unlike Lydia, he might have some affection for Lester. We can’t be rash. We have waited so many years - a few more months is not a big deal. We can’t ruin our plans due to impatience.” Rose was always the more composed of the two. Romeo nodded, “Fine! But make sure to send money to me regularly. I don’t have anything on me.” Rose wanted to snap but chose to eat her words, merely nodding her head. Romeo liked her submissive side of her and diverted the topic. “Now that we

I just needed a friend. “Promise. Pinky swear,” Romeo said, holding up his hand. “And we’ll beat that boylet of yours—whoever he is!” He and Rose moved closer. “It’s… Jazper Ray Gibson,” I whispered. “Fucking bullshit!” Romeo shouted. Rose slapped my arm. “Shit! So the rumors were true? You won the freaking bidding?! Girl, what the hell—how to be you?!”

Now I'm standing just a few feet from him and it's the last place on earth I want to be. Millions of girls would kill to be in my position, and I'm about to turn it all down, and run away. At the very least, I'll try to make him understand. Felix doesn't say a word. He just glares at me from his spot on the steps, waiting for me to say something. "I want to expl–" I start saying. "O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?" A singsong Irish voice shrills from above me. "Hast thou come a-courtin so early in the morning? Didst thou bring a breakfast offerin' perhaps?"

Stella POV Romeo drove quietly down the road and headed towards the pack-house. I was fidgeting with my fingers, because not a day ago Paige, my sister, was about to take the place of Luna as Romeo's chosen mate. I have no idea what the reaction of the people of the Royal Pack would be. Hell.. I have no idea what other packs would think about this particular mess. “Sweetheart, stop worrying… Everything will turn out OK…” Romeo broke the silence and I shifted on the seat, blurting out.