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.

"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.

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?

The smile was still there. Romeo is sure this woman is one of the people of the BlueMoonPack. It can be seen from his shameless attitude. "Go, Miss! I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone right now." Romeo turned off his tablet and smoked another cigar while looking at the night sky. "But, from your attitude, I can tell that you are a little interested in me, right?" It made Romeo want to eviscerate his stomach. A woman with disgusting behavior will immediately get rid of Romeo directly in front of his face.

Romeo was groaning with pain and could not see clearly for his right eye was totally blind. He was in the back of a van and his whole body was soaked in blood. What was supposed to be his clothes were torn into blood soaked rags. He could not feel his body. He felt totally numb and his voice could not come out. He was trying to call for help but nothing could make sense as his voice could not be heard. The only sound that was dominating was the sound of the engine of the van he was in. It was roaring as it bumped on the gravel road making his body to ache even more. It was as if every bone in his body was broken. He could not even lift a finger. The more he tried to make a move the more the

“I don’t know. I don’t know when Leo will return or where he is. He does not know he is my child, despite taking that bitch Anne’s name. We will have to be very careful when dealing with him. Besides, he is Lester’s son, so unlike Lydia, he might have some affection for Lester. We can’t be rash. We have waited so many years - a few more months is not a big deal. We can’t ruin our plans due to impatience.” Rose was always the more composed of the two. Romeo nodded, “Fine! But make sure to send money to me regularly. I don’t have anything on me.” Rose wanted to snap but chose to eat her words, merely nodding her head. Romeo liked her submissive side of her and diverted the topic. “Now that we

“You should be proud. Not every human gets this close to the King and lives to tell about it.” “I do not know what you are talking about,” I replied, spine straight, fingers digging into the blanket. Romeo gave a short, humorless laugh. He picked up a glass, filled it with water, and placed it on the dresser next to the clean clothes. Every move was slow and calculated. “Of course you do. You think I can’t tell when someone’s plotting something? It’s always in the eyes, and yours are hungry.” He finally turned to face me. “And it’s not hunger for food.”