Rosaline Romeo Novels & Stories

It's up to what happens tomorrow and I'll forget about my responsibilities outside this house. I will be Sofia first, the real Sofia who loves for Robin. Sofia who is fragile and crazy about the man she tried to stay away from and forget. "I love you." He whispered as he was on top of me and parting my hair. "I love you too, Robin." He kissed my lips at the same time, down my neck. Both of us were getting hot and sweaty as we changed positions on the bed. --------------- (Ara's Pov) "O Ara, you have something to deliver again. Here's the address, hurry up because the VIP ordered it."

Without the courage to do anything, he sits by the window looking at the sun that begins to rise in the sky. Someone knocked on the door softly. - It's open. His favorite slave, the O negative one, enters with her head down and closes the door. Then she lifts her head and smiles at Romeo. It was so evident that she was in love with him, with the kindness he showed towards her, even though she only served to feed him with her blood. Even when she was a mere human who aspired to be immortal. - Lorena. – Romeo says, with a sad smile – I’m not hungry.

She quickly wiped her face with the sleeve of her cardigan, "I am sorry I was fetching a few things and I fell." She let out a laugh in the end like it was not a big deal. "It would not happen if you actually tried to do something right," the guy, Oliver hissed without looking at her. She rolled her eyes instead of getting offended. "I am Rose and this is Oliver." "Nice to meet you, Rose. I am..." "Ruhee," she chirped, "I saw you yesterday." "If you are done chit-chatting we are here to do some work," I turned towards the voice but Rose started looking at the ground, her face turning bright red.

"Why did you do this?" Lorraine was only taken aback for a second. Then, she started laughing derisively as she glowered at him. "Why couldn't I?" The letters fluttered to the floor, each one detailing their intimacy. She continued, "Don't forget that you were the one who came onto me first, Your Highness! I wasn't the one to seduce you—I already had a lover! You killed him; you made him die on that battlefield! I was going to end my life, yet you saved me and brought me back.

"I did. I wrote- pink letters. A heart holding it together. It smells of roses, and something I can't remember. I asked you to be my valentine, and I poured my heart into it. I also talked about how I viewed you, and then I signed it at the end. With love, Anastasia." He shook his head. "I figured it smelled almost like one of your colognes, and it had your handwriting, but it wasn't signed. So I read the letter the opposite way. The way the person talked about me just seemed wrong. I'm not nice. I'm not the reason their day gets better. I've never seen anyone watching my every step so-" I gulped. "You thought that person was mocking you?" "Yeah. I don't get those types of letters. I thought

Bella hurriedly went out to go get what I had ordered her to do. With my hand still forcefully clutching a lock of hair, I turned her around so that I could look at her face. VANESSA.... The grip on my hair was so tight and it made me want to cry, but I had bit down hard on my lips. I cussed loudly when I bit down on the sore in my lips. I tasted my own blood.

“Exactly.” “Well, Romeo. . . .” Saoirse started. I snorted. “Romeo was a pedophile who was supposedly in love with Rosalin right up until he met Juliet. Plus, he killed his wife’s cousin. Next.” “Lysander from Midsummer’s Nights Dream,” Sarina said. It was her favorite play.

The name made Daisy's heart clench. Julia Rosette was Dario's childhood sweetheart, the Verdant family’s doctor, and his ex-fiancee. "After Julia's father betrayed the Verdant family and was executed, she could never become my wife," Dario said with a sigh. "She's lost everything now except me. Since she can only be my mistress, the least I can do is give her a child." He paused before continuing. "As for Daisy, she's only an orphan. She's easy to control. I only married her to cover for Julia. Once Julia gives birth, I'll have the child address Daisy as Mom."

She is a vision, and her breathless whisper of my name makes my dick twitch to life, for the first time in over a month. As I breathe in, trying to guess what she made for dinner, a new scent hits me. Sandalwood and orange chocolate is mixing in and swirling with Rose’s sweet honeysuckle and roses scent. It is faint, but it is there. In the background, like the mood music Rose has on. The scent is definitely male, and it is everywhere that Rose’s scent is. Overlapping and mingling, like a lover’s does. Zeus whimpers in my head but moves forward to tell her how heartbroken he is that she is choosing to be cruel to us.

Her train of thoughts is amazing. “I didn't mean it like that. I just..,” Rosaline paused, turning to hold his hands as she looked him in the eye, “I want you to be my first.” William frowned and immediately rejected her, “I don’t want that.” Just as Rosaline tried to retract her hands, he pulled her into his arms and held up her chin. Kissing her on the corner of her lips, he said, “I want us to be each other’s only one.”