Roman Reigns Sick Novels & Stories

"I am steady now. I don't understand it. One moment I was standing firm, and the next, the room was spinning like a leaf in a gale. Then... the sickness just took me." Roman became unnervingly quiet as he set the cup aside. His stormy gray eyes were clouded with an anxiety that he was clearly trying to mask. They were alone in the room; the heavy oak door was shut tight. "What is it? What did the healers say? Did I ingest something tainted at the feast?" Willow frowned. It was possible. She had eaten enough for three wolves at her mother’s table the night before. Roman didn't answer immediately. Instead, he leaned down and pressed a long, lingering kiss to her forehead. "You must conserve yo

I think Roman has a hand in this,” I said, stopping in my tracks as I looked at him. “Wait. You’re not wrong. Come to think of it, Roman has...” he began to cough loudly as though he was choking. “Are you okay?” I inquired, rushing over to his side. “The air seems to have been polluted. I suddenly feel weak and dizzy... Layla, get Xavier,” he said, falling to his knees.

he added. "I don't care! You just don't call me ever! Unless on our agreed date. Some people don't trust me yet. I cannot make any mistakes now," Elena said firmly. "Yeah, I understand, ma'am," Ryan said. "So?" Elena asked afterwards. "I think we might be able to bring them down this time," he said. Elena felt her heart leap in joy. Finally. "Go ahead. Mr. Romano has a sickness. One that no one knows, not even his own father," he started.

“Adrian, don’t waste your breath. I am not moving out from here. You are going to have to kill me first “My heart was racing. I didn’t even know where I got the courage and the confidence to talk back at him. But then again when it came to Roman, I was capable of defying just any body. It didn’t matter whether he was the biggest mafia in town. “Suit yourself …he muttered and we both went to see the doctor. I could see the evil look in Sabrina’s eyes but right at that moment, she was the least of my worries. I had to find out what happened to Roman first. In the doctor’s office, we found him seated behind his desk, wearing his white scrub . “Doctor can you please explain to me what happened t

“Julian will not last long.” Back in Lucien Green, Reina was still drowning under the weight of her new duties. Cassius lay lifeless in the royal hospital, his heart weak, his body cold most nights. Though doctors did everything, he did not wake. That left her to sit on the throne alone, her crown heavier than ever.

- With a sentence like that, I can guarantee you will be lucky tonight. A child's laughter makes Romeo and Julius look, and Richard, just five months old, gets up and walks to meet his parents. Romeo smiles and bends down to pick him up, but he feels dizzy and faints. - Romeo? Romeo. What's up? – Julius says desperately. - Take the king consort to the pack hospital immediately. – shouts Shane, who had been given the position of Beta by his father a few days ago, The pack panics. Vlad remembers that Romeo's mother died like that. Sick. Had Romeo's body rejected the power it had now received?

Alexander replied, and Alyssa stomped across the porch and dropped into one of the chairs. “I hear she's been doing that a lot lately,” he commented grimly. “Done a lot of what?” From his tone, Alexander had no idea what was going on. “Getting sick,” Roman informed. “My mum has a lot of pain in her tummy,” he added, happy to join the conversation. “Chee! I wonder what could have caused it,” Alyssa continued in the same tone. Looking from one to the other, “I don't understand. Is there something wrong with Gwen?”

Tamara could hear voices around her, but she was just too weak to even process them. “Let her rest for now. She needs it and don’t tell her about what happened yet.” Those were Raven’s final words that she heard before her consciousness left her mind. *** POV: Lamina Darkwood “What news do you have now?” She boredly inquired to the man hiding in the shadows. “The Queen is sick. It is a perfect chance for you now.” He simply stated, before bidding his goodbye. “What do you mean that she’s sick? What happened to her?” Lamina seriously asked before he could even close the door.

Roman asked, his voice was low this time. Adrianna immediately held onto Roman's arm, "I was asking you an important question. I was so concerned about my health and it seemed like you didn't care." Adrianna said, in an incredibly whiny tone. Roman sighed and then said, "You're not infected. So, there's nothing wrong with you. You're safe." Roman said and then patted her hands which rested on his arm. However, Roman words meant something else to him. He thought that if there was nothing wrong with Adrianna's brain then who was she?

Desmond had already been instructed by Salvador to speak plainly if the Hell Monarch ever inquired. "Your Highness," Desmond began, his voice thick with emotion, "His Majesty's illness has progressed to the lungs, a condition of internal lung congestion. The pain is excruciating. He is feverish, sweating profusely, and the remedies the royal physicians have tried have shown little effect, even failing to ease the pain." Desmond's voice caught. "His Majesty has not slept for several nights—his pain is so severe that he cannot rest." Rafael immediately rose. "I will go to Sebastian at once."