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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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False rumour about the maid

Lilian was cleaning the dining table when she heard evident footsteps that reached the dining-room door. Behaving as if she didn't hear it, she continued to clean the surface of the table spotless, and she heard the person speak,

"Do you have a family here?"

Her hand paused, turning her head. She saw it was Mr. Donovan at the door. She shook her head before she said, "No."

"Does it mean that they are dead or you ran away from your home, when you were younger?" questioned Donovan. "After I left the inn, I went to meet a man to discuss something, and the name of the Blackburn family came up. Lilian Lena Blackburn."

Lilian's hand gripped on the cloth, and she asked, "Is there something you would like to speak about, Mr. Donovan? I have work to complete."