Roman Novel Novels & Stories

Rosa's restless footsteps echoed in front of the grand Romano's Mansion. Anxious anticipation coursed through her veins, fueled by her desire to catch a glimpse of Andrea. She had grown weary of Celine's manipulative games and was now resolved to expose her deceitful nature to the Romanos. Celine had made it abundantly clear during their last conversation that she had no intention of relinquishing her hold on Robert. Rosa's heart raced as her thoughts spiraled, until the sudden ring of her phone snapped her back to reality. Without bothering to check the caller's ID, she hastily answered.

Roman says, "And the sooner you understand that, the better it will be for you." "Why can't you just be like every other normal boy and give me flowers every day until I fall in love with you and agree to be your girlfriend, rather than shove the title down my throat." I almost screamed at him, shocked at the composed nature in which I delivered my speech, considering how drunk I was. "I'm no boy, Aella." Roman responds before leading me down the massive stairs and after a series of hallways, we end up at a door which apparently leads to the back of the mansion which is just as elegant as the front side.

She corked it open and poured some of the red wine into the glass. Carmen hated hearing that Roman was messing around with the maid of the twins. She hated it not just because it was like he as cheating on her but because it had to be the one she hated the most. Carmen hated Rose because she felt Rose was acting too proud and acted like she owned the whole place when in fact it was Roman. She also didn't like how Roman gave the maid too much power.

she says. “I wasn’t hungry.” “He noticed.” I sigh. “Let him.” “You’re playing with fire, Alana.” I meet her eyes. “I am fire.” She doesn’t argue. She just turns and starts walking. “Come on. He wants to see you.” Roman’s office is colder than usual. He’s sitting behind the desk, a half-glass of bourbon in front of him. Two phones. One ledger. Three knives. All perfectly aligned. That’s how you know he’s annoyed, when the neatness sharpens.

Roman introduced her as Jenny, the trusted housekeeper who had been with him for years. In short order, Jenny had them settled in the dining room with a plate of delicious slow cooked lamb shoulder that melted in your mouth and baked potatoes and the salad Jenny had been making. Roman had found a full-bodied bottle of wine and gave her a glass. They were more than halfway through their meal when Roman bought up the subject they had touched on in the car. “So, are you going to share your epic family drama?”

“Roman, have you ever used prostitutes?” Roman drops his head shamefully. “Yes,” he murmurs. “Oh that’s right, because you were sleeping with one when you went to Moscow while ” He holds up his fingers to accentuate his point. “Married to Ana.” “No,” Roman replies. “I was never unfaithful to Ana.” “Did Ana not satisfy you in bed?” he sneers at him. I can feel the anger radiating from Roman. “You will pay her more respect,” he sneers. Yuri jumps to his feet.

Roman says sitting. "He likes expensive food. He only eats organic. He is rough in the intimate department. He likes to put bruises on you. He dyes his hair, which is natural brown, and sometimes grows out his facial hair. He got a rich grandma who thinks he walks on water. She gives him money. Her name is Elsie Good, "Rose spits out. "Any scars or tattoos?"Roman asks. He is texting someone. "He got dragons on his back and roses on his chest. He is a violent man, "she sighs sadly. The bags under her eyes are still there even after twenty-two hours of straight sleep.

He was good, like really good. As I turned the next page, I found not the eyes of a wolf but the eyes of Katarina staring back at me, her beautiful hair cascading over one side of her shoulder and a beautiful smile lighting up the curves of her lips. Damn, he got every single detail of Katarina perfect, right down to the tiny scar she had on the corner of her eyebrow. Honestly in real life its near invisible to the eye, the only telltale that it was even there was the slight lack of hair where her eyebrow should be but nowhere near noticeable unless she told you the story of how she had acquired it. I turned another page yet again finding another portrait of Katarina only this time she was a

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.