Roman Vale Novels & Stories

CARMELA'S POV “Viktor Kozlov.” Gabriele extended his hand. “I didn't realize you were interested in modern art.” Kozlov. I'd already recognized him from the accent but now it was obvious. This man was Russian. Beside him were two men with two women beside each of them. They were all expensively dressed, radiating that controlled aura that screamed danger. “I have many interests.” Viktor’s accent was thick and noticeable. “And Stefano is a gracious host. He insisted we attend.”

Violet “ Violet Vale Greco, in consideration of the alliance between the Greco family and Aleksei Carmene of the Carmene family…” It's taking every bit of control for me not to gag right now. I had come into Papa’s office because he asked me to pick up the invoices he wanted me to review. The one is precious heir—Marco was supposed to file in two weeks ago. Still, he didn't because he never does anything but take credit for every work I put so much effort into.

he said in a panic-filled voice. Raphael became angry. His dragon began to breathe fire, which made Roman nervous. Without saying anything, he began to fly towards the Raven Palace. Roman tried to catch up with his prince but failed miserably. In the Raven palace, stones are being thrown at Valerie. "This witch tried to kill our queen? She deserves nothing but death " "No wonder our prince made her his slave " "Kill her" "Kill her"

"I do love it when you say my name like that Rozralas. Makes me think what other tones I could get you to say it. A gasp, a whisper, a beg, I will find out soon, love." This is a streamy Dark Billionaire Werewolf Romance book you don't want to miss for anything. Chapter 1 ❤️ Hiro Visiting ❤️ FIFTEEN (15) YEARS LATER: It has been 15 years since the death of Osiris, Adelena and Eleanor. Vlad had taken over the Whitlock company. 7 years ago he had merged the company with his brothers and had renamed it 'Ravenna Company.' after their late mother. Since Adelena was dead he became the Vampire King.

Mason's POV Tonight must be perfect. I've doubled security and asked the guards to make sure no one comes in during the ceremony. I've left my beautiful Rosalie upstairs to finish getting ready. So far the castle has been empty apart from the guards. I'm trying to make sure the culture shock isn't too much for Rose. Soon though she'll come to know how it is to live like royals. I drink a chalice of blood while waiting in the throne room. As I'm waiting I notice a certain playboy walking past the entry way.

Bradley's voice was so broken that I could feel it tugging at my heart strings while my wolf was howling in delight at the prospect of mating with Blake when we got the hell out of here so she was as good as useless right now. "I promise. Now tell me. What's their name?" I asked quickly. "Ni-Nicole Sto-tone."

Roland snuck into the main house through the back door, he saw Williams playing a video game in one of the rooms but he didn't make a sound so as not to alert Williams that he was at home, he needed time to clear his mind cos the whole thing was not adding up for him, he succeeded by getting Into his room unnoticed and then he quickly undressed and got into the bathroom to take his shower he could not even understand what got into him that he tried to defile Valerie.

Roman shrugged “We can’t tell Harley we want to follow her parents around so we could get to a man who basically ruined our lives and expect her to be like, yeah sure!” Lucas replied in a sarcastic manner before huffing in anger and resting his back on the couch “Listen…” Roman was cut off by a knock on the door, they both took quick glances at each other and Lucas thought it must be Cheng till Roman got up to open the door and was greeted by Harley’s green eyes.

Therefore, then that wolvire can be placed into headquarters for tighter security. Signed, Rokan Allegro, Indonesian High Management ___________

“Lana. Wow. You look… incredible.” I smile polite. “Mason. Hi. Small world.” He glances at Roman again, extends a hand. “Mason Hayes. We met briefly at the grocery store. You must be…?” Roman shakes it once, grip hard, voice flat. “Roman Vale.” Mason’s eyebrows lift. “The Roman Vale. Nice to meet you.” He looks back at me. “Didn’t realize you knew people in these circles. Should’ve guessed. You’ve got that kind of energy.”