Romansa Novels & Stories

ROMARIO "Romario, Romero!" Please wake up—I heard Helena's voice, I got up and opened my eyes and to my shock it was her. demons! I fell asleep and the worst of all is that I did it in Marga's room—what the hell is going on here? —I cross my arms—can you explain

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

It makes her femininity more throbbing and wet. "Kiss me!" Aranjo asked, holding out her hands to the King. The King ignored Aranjo's request. The man climbed on top of Aranjo's body and with trembling hands began to open the red hanfu. The top of hanfu Aranjo is already exposed and shows off her breasts, which is so challenging. The King sucked one of the tops of her breasts. Rough, strong sucking, soft bites make Aranjo arch his body and scream deliciously.

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

🗨️I'll be glad to be your partner doc. 💊 Ryan's POV💊 Susan sent a message to me the following morning that Alex and Jasmine will be coming together for the World Neurological Societies program. At first, I had no interest in that news. But a thought came in. 'Alex, you'll destroy yourself this time. I'll not touch you.' I thought. 💊Alex's POV💊 The day of is here and we're already in Brazil. I was glad to see the beautiful lady that rescued us during the fire outbreak. What's her name again? Yes, Emma.

Every time she saw Romeo together with Julius she would sneak and peek on them. One night she decided not to go to bed early as she usually did. She knew that her brother had invited his friend to their home. She waited until the late hours of the night. She heard their footsteps and decided to sneak behind their backs. What she saw make her weak at the knees. No wonder Romeo had not had a serious relationship with the girl he once dated in their village. Nomusa was a beautiful and perfect young girl. She had beauty and brains. Zamantungwa knew that Nomusa could make a perfect wife one day. She was also coming from the royal family. She and Nomusa were getting along so well and she knew tha

Then she spoke, her voice as smooth as silk but laced with steel. “What is your name?” I swallowed, my throat dry. “Azzurra.” Her gaze sharpened. “Your full name.” I hesitated, then forced the words out. “Azzurra Romano.” She tilted her head slightly, repeating my name like she was tasting it. Then she scoffed. “Romano. That name means nothing to me.” She leaned forward slightly, her eyes gleaming with disdain. “Which means you are insignificant.” I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing myself to stay silent.

Appeared again. For a moment, it felt like waiting for lab results. Adrian : [I talked to Seb this morning,] Adrian : [About your work. He saw the portfolio I once showed him (sorry not sorry) and… he’s interested.] The next message arrived before I could process it. Adrian : [Romano Imperium has a few properties up for refurbishment. Not just one. A boutique hotel in Milan, an old townhouse in Rome, maybe a private club in London. He said they need a fresh direction, something less… old-money stiff.]

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."