Romeo Blue Jaeger Novels & Stories

A small black purse hung from her shoulder and black star shaped earrings dropped from her ear. Romeo had dressed simply in a red sleek suit with a black dress shirt, golden cufflinks shining in both of his arms and a tiny golden chain around his neck. Chris felt his jaw drop as he looked Romeo up and down, he was sure the Armani kid's shining black shoe would cost more than the entire outfit he had on himself. Not to mention, his own golden wrist watch was a lesser version to the one Romeo had on. Jessica felt anger sprouting inside of her as her eyes landed on Cara. She tried calming herself down, reminding herself that it was all part of her plan.

The three brothers are Romeo, Niccolo, and Nero Amoretti. Romeo is the scary one from what I saw online. He has no socials and has been to prison eight times. Eight times since he was fourteen. He’s basically bad news. Nero is a player, apparently. Sleeps with A-class alpha females only. Which sucks for me, but I’m hopeful. He’s the primal ethics teacher.

Third person's POV " Do you want to marry him? " Mr Jindal pointed at Shlok and asked. " No, Dadaji. " She said. Shaking her head. " What?? No?? " " No, because he is Shaurya, I want to marry Shlok. " Gaurvi said pointing at real Shlok. " Oh, my bad!!! Sagar tell your boys to wear different colors so that we can distinguish. Why are they both wearing white shirts and blue denim?? " Mr Jindal asked.

And when it did, there would be no turning back. "Viviana... Viviana!" Romeo called out, and a woman emerged from one of the nearby rooms, wearing armor and wielding a sword. She was a striking figure, with long, flowing auburn hair that cascaded down her back in loose waves. Her piercing blue eyes glittered like diamonds, and her sharp features were etched with a sense of fierce determination.

Venus held his hand. "You've said that already, Romeo. Now, get on." Her voice was patronising but her palms were sweaty. Jules finally noticed the machine beside her. A black motorcycle. Which goes to say he must be blind because it looked like something that came straight out of a car crash insurance commercial. "You must be joking."

"And it's all because of you." Roman’s broad hand came up on instinct, resting gently against the small of her back through the midnight-emerald silk, anchoring her unsteady frame so she wouldn't lose her balance in her heels. The heat radiating off his palm soaked straight through the fabric, burning into her skin. "You drew those blueprints, Juliet," Roman reminded her softly, his deep, velvety baritone dropping into a low rumble that vibrated straight through her palm into her chest. "You stood under those spotlights."

Where the jaguar had been standing mere seconds ago, there was now a man. He was tall and powerfully built, with deep bronze skin that gleamed in the filtered sunlight. His long, dark hair fell in waves around his shoulders, and his eyes—those same piercing emerald eyes—seemed to look right through her. He wore only a pair of worn leather pants, his muscular chest bare and adorned with intricate tattoos that seemed to shimmer and move in the dappled light. Isabel blinked, unable to process what she was seeing. She turned to Miguel and Mateo, hoping for some confirmation that she wasn't hallucinating, but their expressions of abject terror told her they had seen it too.

Walking arm-in-arm with the most powerful billionaire in the city, I radiated a cold, blinding defiance. Across the room, standing near the grand ice sculpture, was Hector. He was dressed in a sleek tuxedo, a glass of scotch in his hand, and tucked securely under his arm was Jasmine. She was wearing a flamboyant white gown, practically screaming her ambitions to the world, her hand draped conspicuously over his arm—flaunting the diamond ring Hector had stolen from my vanity. Next to them stood Juliet, looking like a smug queen mother, sipping her champagne as if she had already won the war.

Acid didn't have to argue because he knows Romeo will never go anywhere without his sunglasses. "Okay boss, I will call to reschedule the meeting to an hour." He negotiated. "Better do so". Romeo replied indefinitely. So they drive to the biggest designer boutique Acid knows. When they arrive at the boutique, Romeo spot a collection of sunglasses a few meters away and quickly walks to it. They are in his favorite designer brands, making him settle for seven different shades. He thinks of keeping spare ones in each of his cars as he heads to the cashier and just when he was giving his credit card to the cashier, the lady in front of him turns around, and with the close distance, her forehead

She stared at me, trying to figure me out. “I’ll go a step further—if you let me keep Jezebel, in three full moons I'll take Marianna as my mate. She is a beautiful girl. It would be my honor.” I added, and I meant it. Marianna with her fiery red hair, and freckled face, was very attractive.