Spring Day Romanized Novels & Stories

Dante continues, his hand moving carefully, his finger brushing lightly against Fernandez’s tiny hand. The baby’s fingers curl instinctively, gripping him. Dante stills, his breath catches slightly, like that small touch just did more to him than anything else ever has. “You won’t know fear the way we did,” he says, his voice rougher now. “You won’t wake up wondering who’s coming for you. You won’t have to fight to exist.” His grip tightens slightly, not enough to hurt, just enough to anchor himself. “The name Romano…” he trails off for a second, then shakes his head slightly. “It meant something else before.”

Text messages poured in, and my phone lagged, freezing at the chat interface with Greyson. Greyson: [You're disgusting! Don't return to the Tromp family anymore! I'll tell them about your affairs!] [I feel dirty to have ever slept with you!] I wanted to explain, but I found it useless after typing a long explanation. Greyson would never believe me, so I deleted word by word. After a while, a call came in, and I subconsciously picked up. The unfamiliar male voice was extremely vulgar. "How much for one night? I've seen your photos, and I'm satisfied!"

As he upped his game, making little sounds escape Rose’s mouth, while her eyes all but rolled to the back of her head in pleasure, he was frustrated to hear Stefan talk some more. When was the man going to leave? “You’ve never locked the door before,” Stefan answered, still refusing to back down, it would seem. True to himself, Roman answered the man succinctly, “Carpe diem.” That naturally did the trick. Indeed, whenever Roman used Latin expressions, or reverted back to Italian, his men knew not to argue. It wasn’t long before his sweet little butterfly got off her high, and began to spasm around him, milking him dry. A grunt of utter relief left him as he hit home one last time, and Rose o

************************* INDEX: Io triumphe - hail the triumph Roma victoria- Rome victoriou Euge - bravo/well done Io io io - similar to huzzah Vivas imperator - long life to the commander Vivas Roma - long live Rome Dii immortales - immortal gods Io imperator - hail to the commander Vale Germanicus - hail Germanicus Euge Germanicus - bravo/well done Germanicus Vale imperator - hail commander Vivas Germanicus - long life to Germanicus stola - a dress for married women cubiculum - a room (^_^) (we all know where this is going hehe)

So he would turn back into a tree for a while. One afternoon, while walking along a riverside, he saw a beautiful girl. Her name was Sakura, and she was very kind to him. He helped her carry water to her house, which was close by. They talked about the wars and how they dreamed of a better future for Japan. When asked what his name was, the tree quickly came up with ‘’Yohiro,’’ which means hope. They became good friends and would meet every day to talk, sing, read poetry, and share wonderful stories. He loved to be by her side, and when she wasn’t, he would count the minutes passing until he saw her again.

“Sit, sit. You need energy. Wedding planning is hard work.” Enzo chuckled beside me, squeezing my hand under the table as we sat down. Breakfast started light. We talked about the weather, the drive back to the city, and how beautiful the garden looked in the morning light. But halfway through, Mrs. Romano set her coffee down and leaned forward, eyes sparkling with excitement. “So,” she said, looking between us, “let’s talk dates. Spring is beautiful. April or May? Early May would be perfect — flowers everywhere, not too hot. What do you think, Lila?”

laughter and joy set free. Roman chuckles, releases me, we sit up with a grin, Smiling at our girls, love transforms from passion within. Roman lifts both girls, swings them round with glee, Giggles erupt, our morning's transformed, family love we see. Roman's eyes meet mine, love shines deep inside, "Good morning," he whispers, to me, to our life. I smile, grateful, "Good morning," I reply, Love's different forms, yet precious, we can't deny.

This was it, this was all that they needed to conclude that she was turned by roman for sure. “What’s your name? do-do you have one” Roman finally spoke after making Lucas doing all the talking, her eyes diverted to whom she thought was the sexiest man she had even laid eyes on. To her he seemed perfect and almost not real. “Harley” she answered sharply and Roman was quiet for a while “I’m Roman and this is my best friend Lucas” Roman introduced himself and Lucas gave a quick wave with a nervous but welcoming smile. She nodded softly, “Thanks for bringing me here but I need to go home” she tucked her hair behind her ear softly