Roman's Holiday Novels & Stories

Roman looked more relaxed now too, his sleeves slightly rolled, but his focus never left me. Hours passed without us noticing. Then, as midnight came, fireworks lit up the sky above the park. Bright colors spread across the darkness, reflecting in everyone’s eyes. We stepped away from the crowd for a moment, standing together in a quieter corner. Roman wrapped his arms around me from behind, holding me close as we watched. “Best decision ever,” he murmured. I turned slightly in his arms, smiling up at him. “Marrying you? Definitely.” He smiled, and for a moment, everything else faded again.

Willow began, looking up. The words died in her throat. Stormy gray eyes looked down at her. Roman had shaved his stubble, revealing the sharp, lethal lines of his jaw. His dark hair was swept back, and the brow piercing he usually wore was missing. Despite the shadows of exhaustion under his eyes, he was beautiful. "Rosebud?" Roman’s voice was deep, laced with the heavy accent of the old territories. His eyes traveled down her body, and Willow felt his jaw tighten. "What are you wearing?"

He reached out, his large, scarred hand gently touching the one spot on her forehead that wasn't bruised. ​"You did well, Chloe," he said, his voice a low, terrifying promise. "You kept her secret as long as you could. Now, it’s my turn to keep yours." ​"What are you going to do?" Chloe asked. ​Roman looked toward the window, where the first hint of a storm was brewing over the valley. The American dream was about to meet a Russian nightmare. ​"I’m going to go to a wedding," Roman said. "And I’m going to show the Mayor and the Vulture what happens when they try to cage something that belongs to the dark."

He answered on the second ring. “Reese.” His voice was rough, like he hadn’t been sleeping either. “I heard… I’m truly sorry.” I sighed, leaning against the railing and looking out over the glittering city. “You already know who was behind it then.” “Old motherfucker,” Roman spat, then sneezed repeatedly. I frowned. “Are you okay?” He cleared his throat. “Yeah. I have a cold.” A pause. “It rained two days ago. Sav got very excited and wanted to dance in the rain.”

when I woke up it was 12 so immediately if I opened my cellphone if kiro had a text Kiro kiro: good morning kiro: are you awake? kiro: I'm fixing it about our wedding kiro: I'll take care of everything, just rest :) kiro: are you still asleep? joy: sorry kiro I fell asleep again. kiro: I will arrange our wedding where do you want the venue? joy: can we go to the beach while the sun goes down so we can see the sunset after all we both want to watch the sunset. kiro: ok, the reception at the beach is also over so I can see the starry night.

“I can’t say wanted it to go this way, exactly, but it’s perfect. I lucked out, anyway. You’re too pretty for me.” Lana laughed and shoved Jackson’s shoulder with her own. “And I wanted no part of it at all,” Drake announced. “But this is exactly what I wanted,” Roman said. “Oh, so you meant for y’all to knock me up?” Roman smiled and shrugged at her, breaking out into laughter as she shoved at him this time. It wasn’t conventional, but she knew he loved her with every fiber of his being—and she knew the other men did, too. “Let’s just say that this is the best Christmas gift you could possibly have given us,” Roman said.

Deandre Romeo I got home after 5 days in Italy doing a lot of work. I got home a little bit late at night. I walked inside and found the TV turned on. I walked into the living room and found Tatiana sleeping on the sofa with the TV watching her sleep. I walked to the special cupboard to get a bottle of wine. I took one glass and walked back to the living room. I opened the bottle and poured a small amount of wine into my glass. I drank it and closed my eyes.

Now she could at least take two days of rest. Roman took it from her hand and roamed his eyes through it. "I have an important party to attend tomorrow at Mr Murphy's place. It's his 25th wedding anniversary tomorrow. Prepare a lavish gift for his wife and him. No mistake should be made." Roman ordered Athena in his usual cold voice. She nodded and took notes on her pad so that there wouldn't be any mistake.

Elder Joseph states as the cheers grow impossibly louder Roman grabs my waist and dips me before his lips claim my own. I immediately allow him dominance and entry, kissing him back with all the love in the three realms. He kisses me passionately until someone clears their throat, and we break away, a small giggle leaving my lips before Roman speaks. "Go, eat, dance, and celebrate!" he booms, and everyone instantly obliges

Hunter could have done things to make sure I didn't give birth to Maya. I know it like I know him. “Is your purse lost? I can help you find it.” Roman sounds so concerned I chortle and shake my head, “It’s nothing, I've found the purse already, we can go now.” He opens the door for me, an action that causes me to roll my eyes and giggle, then he links our fingers together, swinging it lightly as we walk, him still fully dressed in his forest green suit and me in a forest green shirt, and floral patterned black and white skirt. When Fen sees us, he wolf whistles and the guards lining the halls can barely keep in their amusement but Roman doesn’t stop. He’s not afraid to show people this side