Romano Brothers Novels & Stories

“Not yet” The Brother titled his head again, this time at Roman. “I am sure you're probably wondering who I am Romano" his tsked, that robotic voice echoing all over the theater “Well, I guess I can satisfy your curiosity now, after all, you won't be leaving here alive tonight” he laughed, the sound so obnoxious I wanted to cut my ears off And then, he slowly began taking off the mask. I heard the exact moment Fabiano and Isabella drew in a careful breath, for the first time, it was Roman's fingers that tightened on mine

. Tristian Romano is the Knight's distant related maternal cousin. They maintain to arrange strictly business related conferences if necessary for the sake and peace of both families and for maintaining the trade chains undisturbed in each other's area. The twist of the relationship lies in the fact that officially they are business allies, relatives, and have a treaty sealed since the marriage of Kevin's father and mother who was no other than the daughter of Domenico Romano, the founder member of the Romanos empire. But unofficially they are the strongest rivals. Every family involved in this business knows the Romanos stabbed the Knights in the back, partnered with the German Mafia, and e

Ha-Min was the only son of the family so, he supported both of his sister's husbands as well. "Big Brother, I am sorry. I am really sorry, please forgive them. They are children, they will not do this again." one of his sisters came forward and tried to touch his hand but he jerked back his hand even before she could touch it. "Yes, brother. I know we have failed you but I promise you that anything like this will never happen again." his other sister came forward as well while their husbands were being cowards in front of Oh Ha-Min. Just his one gesture and their career would fly away like they did not even exist.

His 6'3 Giovanni:20 years old.Third oldest brother.Mean, rude and easily annoyed and agitated.He is bipolar and the only person who can calm him down is Alessa .His over protective over her and has a soft side for her.6'2 Romero at the right and Lorenzo at the left. Romero: 18 years the older twin by 10 minutes.Has anger issues cold and ruthless .Underground street fighter.Has a soft spot for Alessa and also overprotective of her.Loves his brothers but does not show it.6'0

The sooner your father sees the usual Romeo, the sooner he will start to put less pressure on you. Romeo looks at his lover. Julius was right. Enough of being defeated. He was born to be strong. He was one of the 3 strongest vampires in the world. He was a pure-blood prince. - You're right. – he says, pulling Julius against him by the waist. – I will follow your advice. I look forward to seeing you again. Until then, give me your number. Between me, Silver, and Lorena... if Lorena comes back... I'll find a way to contact you.

Roberto hurried over and growled, "Hey, how dare you touch my sister and still act so arrogantly? I'll kill you!" "Roberto, you must teach this shameless guy a lesson. You mustn't let him go." Romano's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked very aggrieved. People would believe that she suffered a great injustice. "Don't worry, Romano. I'm with you. I'll make him pay the price today." Roberto looked proud and domineering. Henry laughed as he watched the poor performance of the siblings. They even sounded alike. 'They want to frame me with such little dirty tricks?'

“The Romano family would not be where it is today without you.” Marco blinked. For once… He had no joke ready. Before he could respond, Alessio stepped forward. “I’ve thanked you as my consigliere.” He smiled warmly. “But today…” “I’m thanking you as my brother.” Marco stared at the two men for a long moment. His throat tightened. Finally, he cleared it dramatically. “If you two keep talking like this…” “…people are going to think you’ve both gone soft.” Laughter filled the study. Roman chuckled. Alessio shook his head. Marco smiled to himself. Somehow…

I say dryly, draping an arm over Ava’s shoulders as we walk toward the sitting room, “they would’ve sent somebody far more competent than the idiot I got.” Dad’s expression remains unreadable. “So what did he want?” “Revenge, apparently.” I shrug off my coat. “His last name matched one of the men I questioned years ago while hunting mom’s killer.” Nicole’s brows lift slightly. “Questioned?” A faint smile pulls at my mouth. “Interrogated.” Understanding settles across her face. “And the man?” she asks carefully. “The brother?” “Dead. They both are now.” A brief silence follows that. Dad falls into thought beside us, subtle tension settling into his expression. “You need to be more careful,” h

Ram spoke and woke me up from my thoughts. "I hurt him, Ram," I sadly replied. "I know, Atilla. Let's just hope that he finds someone who will love him completely and more than the love he gave you," he said with a smile. "I know that person will come for Ang," I smiled back. "And this is what I promised you, Atilla. I will love and cherish you for the rest of our life," he said with so much love. "Are you proposing, Romano Santiago?" I asked teasingly.

Roman said, shoving his hands into his pockets. Fabiano grinned. “It’s called brotherhood, Bella. We insult each other, we drink, and occasionally, we save each other’s asses.” Roman’s mouth twitched despite himself. “You’ve never saved mine.” “Ah, but I have,” Fabiano countered with mock seriousness. “Milan, 2019. That scandal with the heiress and the champagne fountain where you were caught with your…” Roman’s voice dropped an octave. “Finish that story, and I swear…”