Letters to Romeo.

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
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Been waiting in the tree

Julie and Roman made their way to where the motorcycle had been parked. She fiddled with her fingers, hoping Donovan wouldn't do something she wouldn't want to. Why did the Elder vampire even want to visit her uncle's place? Her eyes shifted to look at Roman, who picked up his helmet, and when he passed it to her, their eyes met. 

"Are you alright?" asked Julie, her tone worried and her eyebrows slightly furrowed. 

Roman placed the helmet over her head, latching the belt under her chin. His eyes were still red, and he gave her a nod, "Yes."

His eyes traced the curves and lines of her face, watching her closely, and he said, "I am fine, Winters."

"You don't feel thirsty?" asked Julie, and Roman stared at her as if contemplating how to answer her question. "We can stop by the hospital once again to get the blood bags for you." 

"Going there at this time isn't as feasible as it was in the afternoon," replied Roman, and Julie shook her head.