Romanc Novels & Stories

Even from that close angle, he was breathtaking with his blonde hair and baby blue eyes. “But Mr. Romano, your handkerchief. It’s dirty now” she gasped. “It’s going to be my favorite handkerchief now that it has something related to you on it. There’s no need for formalities, call me Ronald” he said. Carmen gasped again. There wasn’t a hint on his face that he was joking, he looked extremely serious. Suddenly, his mouth opened and he closed his eyes tightly. “I’m so sorry, it absolutely sounded so creepy that your blood is now on it and me saying it will be my favorite”he said, looking like he wanted to slap himself but refrained from doing so.

she replied in same tone and just like that their entire surrounding got tensed up Roma’s confession. Ravan felt like his entire world stopped with the one word that Roma mentioned “Vi.. Vivan he.. he is hid..ing in h..is ma…nsion…” Roma added as she looked up at Ravan in his eyes “Ra… Ravan…?” Roma said by lightly touching his beard and cheeks with her blood covered right hand fingers hearing which Ravan turned his entire attention to Roma “I.. Lo…ve you…” Roma said boring her deep black eyes into Ravan brown orbs, however Ravan on other hand did not uttered a single word while his face was totally expressionless, his action was indicating loud and clear answer to Roma sensing which a lone

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He started protesting at Liam. "You shouldn't let a guard like that stay beside you," Rang said sarcastically, but his tone was laced with unconcealable unhappiness. Rang was an old man with dull brown coloured hair. There was a wound on his left temple he got in a battle with humans decades ago. The wound couldn't be healed completely no matter what treatment he tried. “The previous king would have imposed a severe punishment because he dared to express his own opinion in such an important meeting.”

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

Roman answered and rolled his eyes in sarcasm as he got up from the floor and wrapped the blanket around his waist “Come on, lighten up. You weren’t that bad, you were just chased by hunters, got shot at with arrows and bullets but look you’re still here” Lucas shrugged with a childish smile, Lucas might be tough but sometimes he can be a real comedian, as far as roman is concerned he is also the only one he can trust. “Fucking hunters, I don’t know how they figure out I’m let loose in the woods when this stupid full moon comes out and my powers go berserk” he sighed as he ran his hands in his hair and stood in front of the transparent window.

Élliot asked, pointing at Moreau. " I'm in.." he said in a low voice, " Great, we'll move tonight, '' Delphine announced. They are going to raid Romanesque unannounced. .. .. .. The light of the moon shone in the town of Romanesque, it was like every other night, everyone had retired to their beds. Lamps were lit around, in one of the houses, two girls, one at the age of sixteen, the other eleven, were seen petting their new found toy, which they received from their mother as a gift.

Why did you get so drunk? Romance him... How could I romance a man as rough and hard as you? Can I handle it? Can I really do it? I don't even know anything about that thing. How can I do it properly? “I guess, I will need to make some research about that.”

She was pretty, but she kept bowing her head, as if she's trying so hard to disappear into the shadows. Meanwhile, the man wore a general's uniform with dozens of medals pinned on it. Judging by his arrogant stance and condescending tone, he did not earn those medals. I smiled tightly. "Ah, pardon my manners. I'm Duke Anton Fontaine of Michestershire. I thought you would have known me, but clearly you didn't take the time to memorize the faces of your soon-to-be family?" He tsked, but held his hand out to me and looked like I should be grateful to be in his presence.