Roman Academy Novels & Stories

Mia, Sofia, Bella, and Angie had never been normal. "I heard Arianna Alonso would come," Mia said as she looked inside her pullover. She was wearing something inside and I wonder why she doesn't have to dance naked. I wonder why I can't change the part with her since she likes what was happening. "I heard that too, I heard that annoying kid saying it with a man," Sofia said. That annoying kid? I bet they had no is that they are talking about Luciano's adopted son. I bet they don't know the power that kid has.

The one he could possibly see through was blood red. “Who fucked you up?” Brando demanded. He had looked tired and irritated when he found me. Now, he was furious, his hands clenching and his eyes crazy when they met mine. I took a step back. “Eyes down here, fucker,” said Gabriel in a scratchy voice. “Rosa had nothing to do with it. Armando and his crew had those honors.” Brando stared at Gabriel for a moment. I had no idea what was going on inside his head.

And if he hadn’t flown off for a business trip, I wouldn’t even be here representing him at the M-Elite Grand Opening, its new alliance with X-ren, the biggest name in Italy owned by Lorenzo's family—he's now heading it. It was the perfect stage for my grand return. Liam wouldn’t see it coming. And Karen? She’d probably choke on her wine. A dark smile danced on my lips. Let them gasp. Let them stare. They thought I was buried with Camilla Ryder. Now… I rise as Giulia Bianchi-Vincent, and this time, I’m the nightmare they won’t wake up from because revenge is too simple, destruction is demure ...

"That's why I want to mold you into the perfect woman for me. Then we will get married, I will start by removing that stupid tattoo from your arm." As the car pulled up to an energetic nightclub, Romano's henchmen opened the door. I stepped out, still in my travel-untidy clothes, gazing upon the costumed partygoers queuing outside. They were all dressed in sexy cops, anime, and also superhero outfits, like it was fucking Halloween in the USA. A sparkling golden mask with a feathered edge caught my eye, evoking memories of Deangelo’s signature eye patch. Hating that I felt a sting of concern for him, I quickly pushed it aside. He was a ruthless mafia don—why should I care?

I can’t break it to her that Ren isn’t my date. “Oh don’t worry about that, I’m glad you came,” Annie tells me me with a rather devious smile. “I have so much to tell you.” I can’t smile too. “I have so much to ask. I didn’t know Ren had a sister.” “Our parents haven’t been the best to us, and I decided I didn’t want to be affiliated with an Alpha/Luna lifestyle,” she admits as we come to the table. She grabs me a drink, handing it to me. By the bitter smell, it’s clearly wine.

Ryan said, dropping a file on the table. Anita blanched, her eyes wide as she stared at the pictures displayed. Roman was a monster, a wolf who had an insatiable bloodlust. “He will return,” The voice was quiet, meek. “What?” I asked in a low tone. The lady moved forward, her eyes dark with haunted memories, “Roman might be gone, but he will return. Nothing brings his anger like when he is being refused,” she said, her voice sounding like she had experienced Roman’s wrath.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

It was getting harder every single day. “Look….” She started not sure what to say next. “Luca’s not a bad person, Alright? He’s just…..” “And his father?” “He...He is different too, Ryan. You haven’t spent time with these people Ryan. You don’t know…..” “They’ve charmed you,” Ryan's voice fell. Elena opened her mouth to talk but closed it. She felt helpless. “No… Ryan, listen to me….” “No, you listen to me!” He snapped. “I don’t care to want connections you now have with the Romanos, but I promise you, I’m going to destroy them and anyone that stands in my way,”

He yelled and Ryan quickly staggered up. "Here I am, the best Neurosurgeon in the world Ryan Wilson." He said with a smile as he staggered. "He looks like he's drunk" one of the men said. "Who's the other surgeon?" The man asked. "Stay down" Emma whispered. "Do not stand up" "There he is" Ryan said. "The amazing Alexander Sanchez, the defeater of death" he said laughing. The man walked up to me and held me up by the collar.

Edward asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Marcus' eyes locked onto Edward’s, his gaze intense. "Then we make sure he has no choice but to accept our version of the truth." Some days until the Romano Empire event, one of the most important and distinguished events of the city, hosted by Romano’s , is fast approaching. In a lavishly decorated mansion of the Romano mansion, Alexander Romano paced the length of his study. Lucas and Victoria stood before him, their expressions a mix of pride and concern.