Quotes Vincent Rompies Novels & Stories

Lorna and Clarice were the queens of Kelly high school, feared and envied, especially when it came to Vincent. The richest and most desired guy in Kelly high School. They fought over him like it was war, and no one dared to stand in their way, until Anna showed up. Anna, the new scholarship girl, had no idea what she was walking into.Coming from a poor background, she just wanted to focus on her studies and stay out of trouble. But fate had other plans. Vincent, the guy everyone wanted, only had eyes for Anna. The more she pushed him away, the more obsessed he became. Now, with Lorna and Clarice sharpening their claws, Anna finds herself caught in the middle of a deadly game. Can she survive the wrath of two girls who always get what they wanted. Will she crumble under the pressure and walk away, or will she fight for her place in a world that doesn’t want her? With danger lurking in every hallway, Anna’s next move could change everything One thing is certain—things are about to get dangerous.

"What happens here, remains here, don't take it outside of this room." *** Vincent Beckham was hellbent on taking revenge from Annalise for breaking his heart in high school. And he gained his chance when she became his P.A, the perfect prey for revenge. He would ensure she regrets why their past is connected in the first place. But, how did Annalise break Vincent's heart when they never loved each other in the place? They were mortal enemies in high school. Not someone one could picture in a book of romance then why feelings are involved to the point where not only their past is ruined- But future too?

Everyone warned me never to fall for Dante Moretti. They said he was the ghost of the Velasco family—an underboss who ordered hits without blinking, his heart colder than the barrel of his gun. But when he bent me over that mahogany desk, his mouth against my ear commanding me to say his name, I was stupid enough to think that was possession. It took me an entire year to see the truth. The photographs locked in his study drawer were never of me. The woman in white waiting for him in the cathedral district on Sunday mornings was never me. The girl who took a bullet for him, the one he called his "salvation"—her name is Elena Abate. And Elena happens to be my stepmother's daughter. My father is trying to sell me to a half-dead Agosti heir for five hundred million to save the family. My stepmother is scheming to erase me from existence entirely. And the man I thought would burn this city to the ground for me? On the day I needed him most, he was lifting Elena up a flight of stairs, cradling her like something sacred. They all thought I was just a pawn to be moved around their chessboard. They were wrong. If Dante can't let go of his precious white moonlight, his "salvation," then I'll become someone else's "widow." If Elena believes she's already won this game, I'll let her watch from the front row as a woman with nothing left to lose burns it all down. My name is Serafina. Remember it. Because I am about to become the reckoning none of them saw coming.

My name is Elena Valesi Moretti. I'm a Brooklyn mob bride, a pawn in everyone's game. My father Enzo traded me for an alliance. My sister Isabella played the saint while secretly selling our baby sister Sofia to the Bianchi family behind closed doors. And my husband, Dante Moretti—the man with winter in his eyes who whispered “Try to run, I’ll break your legs” on our wedding day—he married me because when I was fifteen years old, I once pointed a gun at him inside a burning building. The only rule in this marriage was simple: stay out of his way. I spent three years breaking it. I sat in on council meetings and memorized every traitor's secret. I stood and watched a man's finger be severed to teach my own brother the price of betrayal. I turned myself into a blade. Then I uncovered the truth—Dante knew everything from the start. He knew my father had planted a mole inside his inner circle. He knew my sister was a trafficker's broker. He knew the woman he married was meant to be disposable from the very beginning. But there's one thing he never accounted for. He didn't marry a lamb. He married a wolf who learned how to draw blood. Now someone is trying to sell my little sister, and I have six weeks to stop it. I'm going to beat this man at every game he ever taught me.

I belong to a secret society which believes we can bring back the time of Adam and Eve, crazy right?, yeah it totally is. I work with the craziest scientists who send me on the most dangerous missions. My job is to track down the men who are said to have lived for ages and have the knowledge we need. There is a possibility that Eve's apple still exists as it was never destroyed. I seduce, lure and trap my prey. Would Aviva be able to carry out her missions successfully or meet a rock on the way?. Read to find out!. ^^^^^^^ Warning 🔞. A novel about greed, power, quest, love, Romance and lust.

Vincent James Cox has gone completely nuts due to his firing job from Horus Tech Corporation. His intention was to kill his boss at his home. Too bad Vincent got framed. When he arrived, his boss had been shot dead. Vincent was trapped in the house while the police barged in. He ran into his boss's baby's room. Baby Kyron was crying which worsened the situation. In order to keep Kyron from crying, Vincent took the baby along. However, the cops caught Vincent that night as he tried to flee. Instead of taking Vincent into custody, the cop bit him, turning him into a vampire. Overnight, Vincent transformed from a senior IT worker with a retro style to a hulking, attractive, powerful man capable of harming everything. Unfortunately, he also has a craving for human blood. Through his way to protect Kyron, Vincent became a strongest hybrid werewolf. What, then, will happen when Kyron has to linger with Vincent if he still thirsts for human blood?

SYNOPSIS Billionaire Michael Verrati was never ready for marriage. Neither did he like the thought of commiting to one person all his life. But he had to grant his mom's wish for grandkids. And there was only one way to do both he assumed. He'd get married just long enough to grant her her desires. It'd just be for one year. He thought he had it all figured up until he met her... She was never his first choice, probably wouldn't have made his first hundredth. But is one year enough to satisfy this passion burning in him amidst different adversaries?

Vincent is often misunderstood. His reserved and seemingly rude demeanor hides a sensitive soul—especially when it comes to Jason. Jason, the charming, outgoing guy who is loved by everyone, couldn't be more different. He's never afraid to speak his mind, while Vincent keeps his feelings buried deep. Despite their differences, something undeniable simmers between them. Vincent’s secret crush on Jason is a constant struggle, but Jason’s fearless approach to life and to Vincent begins to break down the walls Vincent has spent so long building. As their relationship shifts from constant friction to something more complicated, Vincent must decide whether to let his guard down or keep hiding beneath the surface of his own feelings.

Catherine, a wicked Luna of the White pack, had done nothing but be bad to people around her. Her silly character brings her to her doom as she stumbles unto a certain evil that placed a curse on her. The curse placed on her escalates her character which puts her in trouble. She therefore ran away from her pack to get safety. But in the process of running, she came across some slave masters who captured her, jailed her and sold her off to a master with a similar character. Gaius, an alpha to Crimson pack, succeeded in taming her character which resulted to their bonding. What will happen when this bond reduces his love for her and gives her a second rejection?

Grandma lay bedridden, her dementia taking hold as she repeated Scarlett Hayes's name over and over. Tears streamed down my face as I dialed my wife's number. When she picked up, Scarlett sounded irritated. She said she was working late tonight and would call me back when she was free. I could clearly hear the sound of a man's laughter in the background. The moment I hung up, Grandma gasped sharply. She called out my wife's name. It was her last breath. While I sat drowning in grief, Scarlett's male best friend Chase Morrison posted a video update, geotagged at a couples' hotel. In the video, their fingers were laced together. The woman's arm bore a distinctive black mole I recognized instantly. The caption read: "When two hearts become one, why care what anyone else thinks?" In that moment, my heart turned to ash. I gritted my teeth and left a comment. "Let's file for divorce tomorrow. Then you two can be together openly and legally. You'll even save on the hotel fees. Win-win, right?"