The Story Of Romans Novels & Stories

It was going to break his heart just like Eva did. Roman had tried to avoid ever feeling something so strong for another woman and so he went about sleeping with anything in a skirt. It was his way of keeping his emotions in check and avoiding falling in love. He never stayed with any woman for so long si he never got attached. Carmen was the only woman he got with for a serious relationship after Eva and he didn't so much like her. It was only a fling to him and he was making sure he didn't get attached to her.

– Romulus said. - So, I looked for a solution, I went until I saw that the world was changing that I was visited by a prophet, then, I thought about my future that was not there, with that, I took my belongings, clothes, riches, I devoured it as a sacrifice for years, seven children, leaving Lycaon in power, as my only living son, so in the midst of my journey, I faced two descendants, beat them and ate them, then, as I did the first time, I left. - For ages, I took root a legacy, and made various clans, riches, then changed names, so I could build a new empire when another fell.

The world did not yet know it, but Rome had begun to bleed. Far from the shadows of Dante Moretti’s empire and the ruins of the Marcello estate, a new storm was brewing—silent, patient, and deadly. In the vaulted crypt beneath Geneva, surrounded by sealed documents and codes older than the Council itself, the Romanos had returned from the grave. Not just to haunt. But to reign. Geneva – Council Vaults Giordano Romano moved like a man reborn, the years in hiding etched into the lines of his face, not with weakness, but with fury sharpened into resolve.

“But can you change back for this moment? We need to hear all the details from both of you.” “Well, you already heard from him. Let him go and you will hear from my side of the story.” Closing his eyes, Roman rubbed his forehead. This was going nowhere, with that thought, he raised from his seat. “Let’s move to the living room.” Then he left them. Roman turned around to see the three youngest people entered living room. He had a book in his hand. Gesturing for them to sit down, he pulled his hand up to show them the book.

But that was never enough for them, they kept pressuring me for more, they wanted me to find a guy to date uncaring that I'm gay, not bi, I'm completely into woman and woman alone, but did they give one freaking fuck, heck no! That's when I met Roman, the son of the company CEO, he was a great choice, except for one tiny problem, he wasn't interested, I tried to do my usual style with him, to talk him into just being with me even if it's for a date or two before I could call it off. Even his mother approved of our non-existent relation. Long, well extremely long story short, he rejected me, but that wasn't enough for me, and neither for him, the little brat decided to take his revenge on me

They became closer than before. Romeo and Julius grew up in the villages of Mahlabathini and Ntlangwini respectively in KwaZulu Natal. Romeo was from the Khumalo clan while Julius was a descendant of the Dlamini clan. At that time, there was a dispute between the residents of Ntlangwini and Mahlabathini. They were fighting over chieftaincy that was taken by the Khumalos a while ago during the time of their forefathers. It was a generational battle and there seemed to be no resolution over the matter. It carried on until the time Romeo's father took the seat as the reigning chief. On the other hand, the Dlaminis wanted Julius's father to be their chief. They claimed that he was the heir to t

he rasped. Lucia observed him for a moment. The Romanos weren't just gods in the business world but also when it came to romance. In the blink of an eye, she found herself yearning for him in his arms, foolishly and shamelessly. "I don't think getting to know you is a wise thing, Mr. Romano," she spoke against her own thoughts. Fool! She scolded herself. You want him. Just tell him. In that moment, Lucia silently prayed for Andrea to persist, promising herself that she would surrender completely.

“Ha ha ha ha, You asking a stupid question! Isn’t that obvious!? I will conquer this place just like my greatest ancestor Gaius Julius Caesar did! Then after I turn all of these ants into my servant I’ll return to Rome as the Emperor as the conqueror and live with my empress! Then start conquering The new Rome fortress and then the Qin Empire and the rest of the world! Then! reaches the other side of the gate and conquers every land I’ve seen. As the saying goes Veni Vidi Vici! so… interested? Will you join me?” Romulus asks Arman at the end of his speech and extends his hand even more toward Arman. After hearing what Romulus said, He thought about the scene he witnessed during his wander to

AURORA I’ve known the Romanos since I was eighteen—barely old enough to drink, barely old enough to understand what real power looked like. And yet, even then, I saw it in them. I felt it. Their name didn’t just command fear—it commanded reverence. Years passed, but time with the Romanos wasn’t measured in calendars. It was measured in blood, in loyalty, in the weight of silence between unspoken truths. The Romano—Viktor, Dominic, Sammy, or even Alessandro Romano, were not the kind of people who wore their hearts on their sleeves. They were tough nuts. But when the matter came to their hearts, they were weak.

Roman concluded and everyone agreed on that matter. The meeting was over and I was so excited to head back home to my mate. I was already packing my luggage when Roman called me into his chamber. It was the first time that he specifically asked anyone to spoke with so I immediately went to him. When I got there, I found him with Damian and Marcus his son. "Yes, sire. What can I do for you?" I stated. "Come." He gestured me to join them and handed me a glass of wine. "I heard that there have been some rogues that were caught lurking at your territory."