Roman Academy Novels & Stories

"Romano, you and Adam hold the line here. Protect the Lycanis Arcanum at all costs. John and the rest follow me. We hunt Dagger. I want his head on this table before the sun breaks." Romano didn't just stand; he surged upward, his chair clattering and skidding across the floor. "Boss," he choked out, his voice thick with a raw, jagged desperation that made me go still. "I’m your Beta. I know the oath. I know I should stay and guard my girl while the world tries to tear her away."

I wish I could read her mind so I'd know what she feels about this, and whether I should keep talking. "Roman Sinclair is a werewolf, leader of his pack," I continue. "And he has fooled these young, immature Hollywood actors and turned them into werewolves too. Lena Black was also bitten around the same time as I was. David Norman— your professor — is a werewolf too." She lets out a nervous laugh that dies in her throat. "Leo, stop messing with me. Next you’ll tell me the Oscars are run by vampires." "Lara, I'm dead serious."

A circle had been drawn on the floor in red sand, veined through with ash. At its center stood Bianca. Lucia placed a silver blade in her sister’s hand. Matteo stood behind her, silent, watchful. When the priest of omertà spoke, his voice echoed like the rustle of grave dirt. “Tonight we crown a new Donna. The House Romano rises anew under Bianca, daughter of wrath and keeper of peace. Let those who stand before her do so in loyalty, or in death.” Bianca drew the blade across her palm without flinching. Blood welled, rich and crimson. She held it up to the circle’s light.

Roman lifted his head slowly, his dark eyes meeting mine. “Hey, good morning.” His voice was deep, smooth. I swallowed, keeping my cool. “Nice to finally meet you.” He gave me a confused look, his brows furrowing slightly. I hesitated before adding, “Esperanza Blackwood.” Recognition flashed across his face. “Oh, oh…” Roman nodded. “Esperanza, Ruby’s cousin.” He leaned back in his seat, smirking slightly. “What a coincidence.” “Yeah… great coincidence,” I nodded, tucking my hair behind my ear. “Hope you don’t mind me joining?”

- As I told you, Miss Maria, there are a lot of clients here. - All right, I'm not interested in the details, listen, I have a drug, but it's nothing like what you know, I need an important victim, with power, but who is manipulable, find me the ape I'm missing. I will take care of Emiliano Romero.

“Or maybe I’m exactly as smart as I need to be.” Armani blocked my path, hands on either side of the doorframe, caging me without touching my body. “The Romano brothers are very famous for the disasters they string along with them,” he said, voice low and deliberate. “Don’t let the name and its exquisiteness fool you. Don’t let their wealth cloud your morals. They burn everything they touch.” I looked up at him, unflinching. “So do you. I don’t think you have any idea how nasty your reputation is. We all know what you are, Armani. A man drunk on money and sex.”

Chapter 15 Aurora stood frozen behind the old garage. Her heart thudded against her ribs as Liam handed over the thick envelope to Roman Crane. She’d heard of him before. Everyone had. Roman was the kind of man mothers warned their daughters about. Cold. Dangerous. Leader of the Crimson Sons biker gang. The kind of man who could have someone killed just by blinking. And now, she was standing five feet away from him. Roman’s eyes locked on hers. “She’s not part of the deal.”

Roman’s eyes were on Dario, something dark in his gaze. Yes, Roman was neck deep covered in blood, but at least he didn’t deal in human trafficking or selling innocent women. His uncle might have, but he didn’t. A corner of Roman’s lips tugged up, ever the politician “Gentlemen.” His voice held an unspoken threat of retribution and suddenly, I found myself happy to have him on my side. ++++++++++++++++ ROMAN Maria De Sol One thing I could be certain of. Ana faked not remembering that name. It was as if she was triggered by the name but she hid it well.

It read. “Ahhhhhh!!!!” Roman screamed with all his might and destroyed the chairs around before storming out of the theatre. He turned back to the theatre and said. “If I find out that any of you had a part in this, I don’t need to tell you the repercussion.” Roman spoke darkly his eyes flickered with the anger that was burning in him. ** “I’m glad you made it. I hope you’re having fun.” Amanda screamed. The music was too loud, there was a live band performance.

But this time, He has black sclera and glowing red eyes, the clear sign of the one who was infected with the virus. “Wh… Why are you here? Emperor Romulus” Arman asks the man in the dark cape in front of him while still trembling Romulus was the name of the man who was the source of his nightmare and the dark secret that led to his deep regret. He was the one who caused his life to descend into… this. “Finding my queen of course, what else?” Romulus said with a shrug as if this was a very obvious reason. “I… I see…” Arman let out a short reply while still trembling.