Shakespeare Novels & Stories

Again, we both stare at each other, and our hands remain holding the same book. I soon snap out releasing the book and stand on my feet quickly. Kim clears her throat, bringing him out of his trance. He smiles and gets up, placing the last of his books on top of the stack he holds in his hands. "Ok, well... Again, I really am sorry. My name's Samantha, by the way." I say, giving him a small smile, lowering my face from the embarrassment I was feeling, holding my hand up to shake his hand. He smiles, as he reaches out shaking my hand softly. "I'm Russell, it's nice to meet you, Samantha." He smiles and leans forward shaking my hand.

James was the first to speak. “Don’t tell me we’ve been assembled early to announce the taming of The Shrew,” James grinned stupidly as his eyes shifted from Jeremy to me. I rolled my eyes, but all attention was given to Jeremy’s vicious growl. I could see the Alphas visibly tense, slightly shifting in their seats. The power radiating off of Jeremy was…intoxicating. “DO NOT SPEAK ILL OF MY MATE,” Jeremy’s voice thundered across the room, a smirk slipping my face.

I snap. .

" Oh! Romeo, Romeo, thou rejected part of me Here I kneeleth beside thee Thy bleeding piece of earth How I wish I could curseth thy death And bring back thy precious soul Thy blood that feedeth the thirsty soil Can't we travel past this time And go back to the day we met To plan our escape to the ends of the world For the elements of life have conspired against our word How did life taketh so long to bring us together? We would have had a lot of memories to gather".

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

I ask. "Which book do you want?" She asks. "Any tragedy play?" I say as I don't remember any other tragedy plays other than Romeo and Juliet. "I'm not great at literature. If you tell the book name, I will search and see whether it's here," she says. "Ahh..okay. Even me too," I nod and take my phone out of my pocket, going to g****e, typing Shakespeare's tragedy plays. "Please check if there's Macbeth or Hamlet," someone suddenly says from behind me and Miss Bennet frowns. I quickly recognize the voice as Asher Carter's. But the voice sounded hoarse.

Making Ruby chuckle. "But honestly, that Madison is senseless."

"Well, Mr. Black, if you asked around, you should already know my name. And you still didn't answer my question." I smiled again and said, "I just stopped in to check out the local club. I just moved here. And all I asked was if the owner of the club was here. They pointed to you and said it was the girl on stage, singing. So, may I please have your name?" "It's Dominique. Dominique Reed. Nice to meet you, Nathaniel." "Now about my other question, Dominique. Is it okay if I call you Dominique?" "It's fine. What other question are you referring to?"

As a result, I recalled a poem told to me by teacher Jayne and written by the great poet William Shakespeare. "He was thy friend, and he would assist thee in thy need. If you were sad, he would weep. If you awakened him, he would be unable to sleep. Thus, of every grief in your heart, he would bear a part. Those were certain signs to know a faithful friend from a flattering foe."

“Her voice in my mind. It wasn’t a dream, it wasn’t a fantasy. She’s alive. She’s still strong.” “That’s good,” Valerian said, turning to him. “But it’s not enough. Not here.” Alexandro clenched his fists. “She said something about a fort… and the sea. That’s all I got. She mentioned a witch named Solmyra and a man called Maeron. Do either of those names mean anything to you?” Valerian stiffened at the mention. “Maeron…” he repeated quietly. “There’s a tale among the sea witches. A shadow stitched together by forbidden magic. If he exists, and if he’s with Solmyra, then they won’t be on any map.”