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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 · Fantasia
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332 Chs

Midnight hunt in the forest

Julie stared at the words that were written in the text message. Of course, she knew she wasn't at her home because she didn't have one, or more precisely to be told, it had turned into a house of horror for her. 

'Julianne.'

Reading the line over and over again, Julie's hands slowly started to turn cold, and her face turned pale as if blood drained from her face. It couldn't be, said Julie in her mind. The only person apart from her who would go to that house was her father. She locked the phone, putting the phone down on the bed, she sat down to stare at it.

Her father was in prison for killing her mother. 

Julie's phone beeped again, the phone screen turning on and off, letting her know that she had an unread message waiting for her to read. She opened the text message—

'Where are you?'