Roman's Holiday Novels & Stories

While Romeo waited for Julius to return from his tour in the packland, his friends prepared comfort food and cold drinks in the room, including fermented blood and alcohol with wolfsbane. It did not disrespect the situation to forget what was happening for a few hours, and Julius deserved that his birthday wouldn't be remembered only because of the fear of losing his mother. Furthermore, although Julius didn't verbalize it, it was clear that not having his mother and father by his side that day was painful for him.

I already gave you your gifts, and besides, when grown men talk, you need to stay in your place. >My Beautiful Future: Come on! You're my buddy. Will you make me beg? >Me: Alright. Alright! We can go. I have the perfect place. I'll pick you up in an hour. Roman has to hang back to set up for the banquet tomorrow. He got assigned it as an extra duty and a last hurrah. >My Beautiful Future: Ooh! You're the best! I'll be ready! We'll just get Ro take out. See you in a minute.

AURORA I have never experience the true spirit of Christmas until I came across the Romanos. The extravagance and opulence aside, these people were obnoxiously obsessed with Christmas and everything that comes with it. Mrs. Romano, because of her part-Russian heritage, would insist that the celebration continues until the seventh of January.

before Roman could finish his sentence Pandora hugged him and he smiled, lifting her from the ground and hugging her so tightly because he had missed her so badly. " I'm glad you came back," Pandora said. " And I'm glad that you're still my little girl," Roman said before he put Pandora down and held Elora by her waist to look at the three beautiful daughters she had given him. " It's not nice to leave strangers standing and looking idiotic Pandora" Roman suddenly said, confusing her. " What? What strangers?" She asked searching the place with her eyes until her eyes landed on a very confused-looking Mason who had watched the whole family exchange the whole time.

“I-I did not kn-“ “Oh, by the time I’m done, you’ll know everything,” Roman looked both confused and scared, his eyes red and mucus coming out of his nose with the tight grip of the guard on his neck from behind. He couldn’t believe he was on Rhys’s De Luca’s mercy in the middle of a gala, away from people’s eyes, just parted by a dainty single-way glass. He could see everything inside, but the people inside wouldn’t be able to see him. He felt so foolish. How could he mess with someone as psychotic as Rhys? The man who was known to show mercy to no one. How could he be so stupid to get himself in this life-and-death situation just acting on impulse just because Hilary wanted to be a bitch?

Don Russo wasn’t as foolish as I thought he was. I wasn’t in Sicily. I was in Rome. At least that was what the numerous signs I passed said. A loud grumble filled my ears, and it did not take long for me to realize that it was from my stomach. I was so hungry. It felt like I had lost sensation in my legs because before I knew it, my ass was meeting the wet pavement, my back made contact with the wall behind me, and I stared at the road ahead. I had only one good eye, and even with the rain washing away the blood on my body, my vision was still tinted with red.

Maya: "Tomorrow." Derek: "Tomorrow I'm kissing you. Rules or no rules." Maya: "I'm counting on it." I climbed into bed and stared at the ceiling, knowing sleep was impossible. Because tomorrow was Christmas. And tomorrow, apparently, Derek was done following all the rules. I couldn't wait.

Dylan made his choice months ago when he started working late and forgetting our anniversary and putting everyone before his family. Why should I not have dinner with a charming Alpha who actually wanted my company? Who looked at me like I was the most interesting person in the room? Who made me feel alive for the first time in months? "I would like that," I heard myself say. Roman's smile was brilliant and genuine. "Excellent. I will pick you up at seven tomorrow evening. Wear something comfortable. I know a place with the best food and the most private setting." "That sounds perfect." "Until tomorrow then." Roman lifted my hand to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to my knuckles. The gestur

I hurry to the door, opening it only to see Roman stand there with a gigantic teddy bear, a large flower bouquet of red roses and a large shopping bag that appears to be filled with chocolate. " Good morning Jew. How was your night?" He questions and I don't answer cause the whole scene still feels unreal to me. I thought I was dreaming last night when I thought he gave a love confession but apparently that's not the case. He was serious " I got you gifts" He says with a broad smile ####################

Sasha's is getting married and the girls are being Ivan’s and Nikolai’s dates. I’m looking forward to it. Roman and I are staying on Sasha’s luxury boat because the girls have to catch the small boat out to the big boat late at night after the wedding. It’s just so Hollywood coded staying on a boat. Rome and I are going to be alone at last and then I can give him my present for him since he got me Roses and Chocolate last time. I smile to myself. I can’t wait to see his face when I give it to him.