روايات وقصص ضمن The Story Of Romans

Both Athenians and Romans navigated the uncertain terrain, acutely aware that the path ahead held the potential to reshape the destiny of two proud civilizations. The city of Rome, cloaked in an uneasy calm due to the declared ceasefire, concealed the undercurrents of discontent and defiance within its walls. Maximus, cautiously optimistic about the prospect of peace, had sent ten elite Athenian statesmen as emissaries to engage in diplomatic talks with the Roman leaders. Little did they know that their journey into Rome's heart would take a treacherous turn.

Roman says with a troubled expression on his face. I open my mouth and close it again, floored by his honesty. He had never been willing to tell me anything about the past, so I wonder what spurred him on this time. “Why are you telling me this now? Are you expecting me to forgive you before finding out what you did to me?” I ask him, feeling my anger rise with each syllable. “I expect nothing from you, Princess. I'm giving you a reason not to want to marry me. It makes convincing you all the more fun.” Roman says with a little sardonic twitch of his lips that could pass for a smile to someone who didn't know him very well.

Sam, the one who taught about why humans were the enemies spoke up. " There is no truth behind the story you want to use to justify your obsession with humans... Sir" he said, making sure to sound as condescending as possible but it did not phase Roman. " What story am I trying to use for justification?" Roman asked instead with a smirk on his face. " A blasphemous story. We don't speak of such nonsense here." " Ah...I see. I suppose you must be the star teacher here. Why don't you educate us on the actual story? Tell these students why on Earth we look a thousand percent human " Roman asked, his smirk slowly disappearing from his face.

Thanks for the support, guys. I just wanted to apologize because there was a small mistake in my translation of the English version of Hot Sugar Mommy. It was said in Chapter 48: Romana slipped in the bathroom and Roman asked how is her baby. Romana is not pregnant yet to this part. Even in Chapter 50 where Vincent mentioned whether the drug that Lalaine gave him would not harm the baby. I repeat Romana is not pregnant yet. Sorry 😆 My translation was wrong.

Vetera castrum - military camp in chapter 2 (little boots) fabulae - Mythical stories or legends, in this case, about the Roman gods Cicero and Caesar - Famous Roman statesmen and writers whose works and legacy would still have been widely studied and admired in ancient Rome historae - Historical accounts or stories gentes - Noble families or clans achromatopsia - A rare genetic disorder that affects Caligula's vision, causing him to see the world in shades of gray declension - A grammatical term referring to the changing forms of Latin words bellum - War or conflict

They shift and join him, prancing and running around, and I can’t help the swell in my chest. I could have that someday. We find a spot to settle in and wait. Roman and I start talking about his life in Zabella. He doesn’t have many fond memories, but hearing stories about another world is fascinating. Benny is about to tell us a story about little Roman when I start to feel… something. “R-Roman… I… s-something’s… ahhhh!” He scrambles from where he’s sitting and kneels beside me where I’ve fallen to the ground.

“The Witches….” A low laugh escapes his lips. Cold and mirthless. “So he finally told you that story.” There’s a flicker of hope inside me. Hope that he would debunk it. I look up at him. “Did he lie about those things? Was that all made up?” “No. I killed them all. I had them all tied up, and I burned them all alive until there was nothing but dust for the morning wind to pick up.” Roman walks closer to me. “I did that all night. Then I went to bed and had the best sleep of my life. I was young. I was hurt. I’m not proud of it, but I believed it to be the right thing to do. Everyone told me it was.”

“Roman… What would a man of your father’s stature be doing with someone like Kingston? What kind of ‘deal’ could possibly exist between a decorated ex-president and a rapist?” His jaw tightened. “That’s what scares me.” The tap dripped again. Drip. Drip. The sound felt louder now, like it was marking time for a truth we hadn’t yet reached. I tried to breathe, but something in my chest felt heavy. My mind was racing through fragments—Roman’s family tragedies, my own twisted history, the convenient coincidences that linked them all. Roman’s father had built his life on a story—the widower general, the heartbroken man who won the people’s sympathy by losing his wife. A perfect mask. But now…

Dominic yelled and the little boy pushed his lover away from his body and pulled the tick blankets over his reddened face. "Still my innocent little Anas..." Roman stood up, took his pants, and pulled them up to his waist, then he walked towards the others, giving them a warm hug and a kiss. "Brothers!" He greeted with tear-filled eyes. He was indeed happy to have them all here. He missed his family so much. Being there all alone and cast away from all those who truly loved and cared for them hadn't been the most delightful experience. He desperately wanted both him and his young lover home, with all their family.

He dusted off his tunic and while he did a group of people had formed behind us. “Noblemen and women, I am Romulus, the owner of the Nubian, famous for his large cock. No normal woman can take him, therefore I bring to you four of the most exotic and beautiful women in all lands so you can, with your own eyes, watch as the Nubian ravishes them.”