Romeo Blues Novels & Stories

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.

Angel said and rolled her eyes “What's your name?” I asked “Why would I tell you, maybe your one of those guys who kidnap me,” She said “You know uno don't talk to her because I'm getting pissed at her” Angel said and left us “I'm not one of those guys I got kidnap here 3years ago and I'm Rhythm but you can call me uno” “Uno huh because you're the one who got here first?, btw I'm klea” she said Oh,she guesses easily when the uno came from interesting.

I explained to him, taking his hand in mine. "I love you, Mia. I only want to keep you safe. I don't want to be the cause of your misery." His eyes welled up with tears as he spoke. I straddled him and buried my face in his chest. “Jonathan, it wasn't your fault, it was Katrina's fault. Why are you blaming yourself for this? You have suffered more than me. Stop blaming yourself, please." I cried while grasping his shirt, and my superpower caused me to tear it. Jonathan was in so much pain that he didn't notice.

She frowned pensively, looking back at her reflection and swishing the skirts. "Well, why not, love? You deserve to look just as beautiful as all the others there." Katrice stepped closer, snatching a matching blue shawl from a stand, and wrapped it around Sapphira's shoulders. "I can't afford this, Katrice," Sapphira said quietly, blushing. She had seen the price tag when she struggled to get it on a few minutes earlier and nearly fainted. Katrice hummed and stepped back, looking Sapphira and the dress up and down.

If she could just find a way out…. A loud click. She spun. The door behind her creaked open. Not the hallway door. The panel behind the bookcase. A man stepped through the narrow passageway, dark curls damp with sweat, a gun in one hand, blood on the other. His shirt clung to his sculpted torso, open down to the middle of his chest, smeared with soot. But it was his eyes, those ice-blue eyes that rooted her to the floor. Alonso.

But, luckily the elders moved faster and stopped it all just in time before something worse happened. “It was a suicide mission,” said Elena in a dreamy voice. Even though she didn't show it, it didn't mean she didn't think about it, because after all she had conspired in the murder of her own brother. 'They are unforgivable, Mila, they should have died,' Cosmo hissed in Mila's ear and he stared fiercely at Elena and Liam, as if the two were his mortal enemies. Maybe from Cosmo's perspective, that's true…

Meanwhile, Adrian had evolved from overprotective to full-blown psycho. “Dressed like a fucking weatherman just to get water,” Enzo grumbled, opening the fridge. “There’s also the option of death by thirst,” Adrian said flatly, not even looking up—his nose buried in yet another pregnancy book. “I blame Kira,” Romeo said lazily from one of the kitchen stools. I snapped my head toward him. “I’m dressed like an onion too. What did I do?” “You’re the one who got him hooked on those damn books. I haven’t smoked in weeks—I’m losing my mob personality,” Romeo complained, fanning himself with both hands like a drama queen.

Circe was anxious when Romeo refused to listen to her advice. At that moment, Dax could not help but say, "Dude, what grudge do you have against Darryl?" Chester looked curious too. They still did not understand why Romeo hated Darryl so much. Romeo sneered. His eyes were filled with resentment. "You can ask Darryl when you meet him in hell." Then, Romeo moved swiftly, attacking Dax's head with his palm. Buzz! Romeo used almost all of his power. Energy erupted from his palm. Wherever he touched, the air was distorted. The skies and earth were drenched in an intense murderous aura.

Elleanna smirked and spoke to the rouge looking her dead in the eyes. “You all thought you were just gonna pick on a girl….Do I look that weak to you?” She asked in a cold voice. The rouge snarled at her but didn’t take a step forward. “Well, bring it!” She said as she heard the song change. Romero stood up preparing to shift as he saw the rouges. Savage Daughter by Sarah Hester Ross began playing on the phone as the rouges began to come closer to her. She turned just enough where Romero saw her eyes and he sat back down.

Romeo Irene burst into laughter so suddenly and brightly that several people nearby turned to look at us. “Romeo.” she said between laughs, “That is shockingly petty for a man of science.” “I am observing objective data.” “You are jealous.” “I am not jealous.” “You absolutely are.” “Irene,” I said evenly, “the man paired a navy blazer with black shoes. I am experiencing a completely rational response to a preventable offense.” Her eyes danced. God help me, they danced.