Romeo Blues Novels & Stories

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

Rain’s lips twitched as she stared at their joined hands, when they finally let go, Rose’s cheeks were as red as her fucking name and for some reason Rain was beginning to grow a strange dislike for Roses. Damn it, her feelings were just all over the fucking place today. The room was as large as a fucking hotel room, a wide table in between two leather sofas. “She’s got nice ass,” Romeo said as he plopped down at the edge of the chair and relaxed into it. Luigi joined him, both of them acting like they were on a vacation. “Sergio’s late,” Enzo said, his eyes on the empty sofa where Mr. Mendes was supposed to seat.

“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.”

The other blonde cut in, crossing her arms over her chest. I opened my mouth to mutter something but nothing came out. I didn't know how to tell them to get out. Both of them were giving me a serious headache already. A part of me kind of reflected on the blonde's last sentence. "Romeo is a playboy not a lover boy." What the blonde said was accurate. I knew Romeo was a play boy, he was not the relationship type. What changed him?

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.

She blushed at the simplest of things and her face looked like a fresh pink rose that glows under fresh dew drops. Shit!! The romantic ambiance and music were affecting me, but I could not let myself be affected by it. So I averted my eyes again. Finally, dinner was over and we started back towards our home it was a long drive and I was aware of her sitting beside me her pleasant fragrance was tickling my nose. Dad asked me to play some old romantic melodies, I did as I was asked and saw even Tami enjoying them. It was a smooth drive and I enjoyed the ride while she drifted into a peaceful slumber by the time we got back home.

blood dribbling from her lips. I sway on my feet “I told you, you can’t take me in a fight, wolf or no wolf.” Bloody knife clenched in my fist I look at my friend turned traitor in the eyes for the last time, “Good by Rachel, burn in hell” blood gushed in rivers soaking her floral top. She fall sideways spilling blood into the blanket. As the wolfsbane would prevent the wound from healing, She wold bleed in minutes. If I could, I’d rip her head off right now but I can still feel the effect of wolfsbane in my system.

When it found it's mark, the dust solidified into a long needle like object and pierced the map. "One down, five to go." Rasmosis spoke normally for his assistance to hear. He continued until he had found everyone's families except his own. "It's ok, I'll just find my own way. Nothing new for my bloodline anyway." he said as he pushed through the crowd inside the house "Ok, members of the Blood Moon pack, follow me. Everyone else get back inside." ciaran's voice boomed over the group loudly making everyone scatter quickly.