Romeo Blues Novels & Stories

Lexy was looking at herself in my mirror, throwing up random peace signs and pouting as she took multiple selfies. Lexy wore a cute two piece outfit with her hair in two pigtails and a pair of white ankle high heels. Lexy's two piece outfit was a red and black plaid mini skirt paired with a crop top. Romeo was antsy, which is why I was taking the longest to get ready for tonight. He kept pulling at the clothes that I had laid on my bed so I could change into. He even went as far as angrily ripping out my clothes from my closet. Luckily, I was able to save some items but everything else was beyond repair.

But when mother found out where Remus ran off to. Only to find out that her mate, who she cheated on, had Brutally Murdered her love; she was heartbroken. But in the eyes of Remus Agwang, killing the man who slept with his mate and my biological father. Remus doesn't care, as he is so lost in his blind rage that he massacres the man’s whole family.

"That's the thing, he's never told me he loves me" "Then, that makes it so much easier" Tori shrugged. We heard a loud bang and we rushed out of the room. The noise had come from Theresa's bedroom. Red broke the door open but there, lying on the floor with a bullet hole between her closed eyes was Theresa. There was blood. So much blood on the floor. "No" Red groaned, his voice laced with agony. "Oh my God" Tori gapsed, tears filling her eyes. I moved backwards, shock and dismay paralysing me.

Open these fucking gates’] She strode over to them and gave them a hard tug cursing under her breath when they did not move, he walked toward keeping his voice low and said, ‘Juliette, fermati, per favore. Sono io, Romero.’ [Juliette, stop, please. It is me Romero.] Juliette froze something long buried deep in her subconscious pulled her to a stop, she had only been a year old but those beautiful blue eyes had looked at her every day with so much love it was imprinted on her brain. Turning she looked up at him and met those same brilliant blue eyes looking down at her with a tenderness and understanding that touched her soul,

"What’s the plan?" "You stop being the girl he remembers," Romeo said. "He thinks you’re soft. He thinks if he whispers the right lies, you’ll cry and tell him everything. From now on, you stay by my side. You eat at my table. You look at him like he’s a bug you’re about to step on." Emmanuella felt a spark of dark satisfaction. Making Matthew feel small sounded like the best medicine in the world. That afternoon, Romeo took her to a private club in the city. He didn't push her into the car; he held the door open, treating her like a queen rather than a captive. Inside the club, the air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars and hushed secrets.

"How are things going out there?" “Threat of a breach,” he corrected. He’d opened the door a little wider, leaning on the frame. “We found nothing, but just to be certain, we’ll stay out there.” “Do you need…” “I’ve got company, Annie,” he interrupted quickly, throwing his head over his shoulders for a fraction of a second. But I caught it. How could I miss it when every part of me was attuned to him? “I’ve got to go.” And then, the rose appeared from behind. He stretched out a hand to me, angling his head. His hair grazed the under of his ears softly, even if there was nothing soft about the Enforcer of the Blue Moon Pack.

It is their requirement, however, even though over the years he has had a few close calls with his family, they have never been this close. He feels the pull to family, but the pull of the loyalty oath with Vlad pulls that little harder, keeping him standing next to Vlad. An uneasy feeling goes through Romeo as they get closer to Vapor-Moon. He opens his link with Jonah, “Jonah. Something isn’t right. Scout ahead…” “Yes, boss.” Romeo then faces Vlad and says with authority, “We hold here.” Even with being his boss, Vlad knows that Romeo is one of the best, and over the years, he has learned that he made the right choice to make him his second. So he doesn’t argue, just waits.

Rio knew that his temper had gotten the best of him once again. Ryan sat in his small room, surrounded by scattered items on the table. The disorganized and cramped space didn't bother him, as he was consumed by one purpose: revenge. His target was the Romano family, and he had teamed up with his high school friend Elena Rossi, who shared his vendetta against them.

She was heating up; I could tell by the steam coming off her in the night, illuminated by the full moon. I felt Hoku rising to the surface, wanting to meet the moon and our beautiful mate. He could sense whatever was going on under her heated skin, pushing and thrashing under my skin, wanting to welcome whatever it was. The party all stood and walked out behind Kamari, eyes glowing yellow and orange behind me. I knew my crimson eyes were shining as we all watched the witch maiden in front of us, moon bathing. A storm was rumbling towards us and fast. Was it Kamari who drew the storm our way?

"Cast list went up an hour ago. You got Juliet." Something in my chest lifted anyway. Stupid, considering everything else sitting on top of me right then, but it lifted all the same. I'd auditioned back before things fell apart with Gray. Before any of this. Some small, dumb part of me had hoped we'd both land the leads and get to stand on a stage together again, the way we used to as kids doing elementary school plays with paper crowns and bedsheet togas. "Who got Romeo?" I asked, already bracing for a name I barely knew. Some junior. Somebody from drama club I'd exchanged maybe six words with in three years.