Roman Academy Novels & Stories

he ordered. She almost laughed. *As if she had a choice.* The doors burst open. A man stepped inside, casually adjusting his cufflinks. He was tall, lean, with an air of arrogance that sent alarms through Amara’s body. She knew that face. DANTE ROMANO. The heir to the Romano empire. The man who had spent years waiting for an opportunity to take down Leonardo. And now, he had walked right into Leonardo’s den. “You’ve gotten sloppy, DeLuca,” Dante mused, stepping over one of the fallen bodies. “I expected better.”

Every corner was manned by security—Roman’s men in charcoal suits and Carmine’s men in midnight black—creating a silent, armed border between the two families. Roman stood at the edge of the ballroom, a glass of amber whiskey in his hand. He watched Angeline. She was surrounded by the Lombardi men, a literal wall of muscle and heritage protecting her even now. She moved with a calculated grace, nodding to the Dons and Capos who had spent years speculating about her "ugly" features. "She’s playing them," a voice muttered. Roman turned to see Cruz, his eyes narrowed as he watched the "Lombardi Princess". "She’s not the polished doll they groomed her to be, Roman. Look at her hands."

I pushed past her and threw open the doors. The dining room was a sea of crystal and silver. Marcus Reed sat at the head of the table, looking like a king presiding over his court. Beside him was an empty chair—mine—and across from it sat Roman. He was dressed in a black button-down, his sleeves rolled up to reveal the heavy watch he always wore to hide that flower tattoo. He looked bored, his eyes fixed on the wine glass he was slowly rotating. He didn't look up when I walked in. He didn't even flinch. "There she is!" Marcus stood up, his voice booming with practiced, predatory warmth. "The 'Pure Angel' herself. Everyone, my daughter, Scarlett Wood. We were just discussing how her new role

She glanced over expecting Marco back with his part bag. It wasn't Marco. Roman walked into Costa Auto at two-fifteen on a Tuesday afternoon wearing a fitted white t-shirt, dark jeans, and a pair of aviators pushed up into his hair, and he looked like he'd never set foot in a repair shop in his life and knew it. He took three steps in, glanced up at the lifts, took in the trophy case on the wall covered in Sal Costa's old racing photographs, and then turned to Dani with a grin that belonged on a magazine cover.

As Romeo and his mates entered, the pack members who had gathered there fell silent, their eyes filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty. Elder Marcus stepped forward, his voice strong and clear. "Today, we gather to right a grievous wrong. Vincent's crimes have been exposed, and justice has been served. It is time to restore the rightful Alpha to his place. Romeo, son of Alpha Theodore and Luna Marissa, step forward." Romeo took a deep breath and walked to the center of the hall, feeling the weight of his parents' legacy on his shoulders. Elder Marcus held out the ceremonial Alpha's pendant, a symbol of leadership and responsibility that had once belonged to Romeo's father.

As I was about to get into the bathroom since it was time for me to take a warm and nice shower to start the day- my bedroom door was wide open. "Angelaa~" here comes Rosa De Luca, the girl who likes to barge into my room whenever she feels like it. I moved my eyes from looking at her to the bathroom door and slowly made my way near it. "You haven't taken a shower yet?" she asked the obvious question while plopping herself on the bed. "Can you close the door please" her eyes darted toward the door and she let out a loud gasp, moving her body to close the open door quickly and a chuckle escaped her mouth.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

He could be seen in his slouchy posture while slowly picked up all the papers on the ground. Loki almost shocked, and sweat, even had a tinge of guilt, whether she would help him or not. She sighed, and went to the man who picked up all the files. Loki apologized and helped him picked up all the papers while she immediately closed her eyes and apologized again for what happened but after she opened her eyes, and held one of the papers. Loki saw a few letters name of a man "N, A, and O". It is shown, Nao is a listed on the certificate who won a game infamous Dark PVP.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Why did you get so drunk? Romance him... How could I romance a man as rough and hard as you? Can I handle it? Can I really do it? I don't even know anything about that thing. How can I do it properly? “I guess, I will need to make some research about that.”