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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 · 奇幻言情
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Though slightly worried, Conner appeared to look in awe at Simon because of his age.

Melanie doubted she had seen anyone lie in such a straight face and make up crap in the air. Rolling her eyes, she said, "He's only a century old, Conner." 

"Is she always a party pooper?" Simon asked Conner while Melanie glared at him. "We aren't that old. Because we spent quite some time sleeping in the coffins. Now where were we with the studies?" 

Everyone at the table went back to read their books. 

If it was possible, Melanie would have eaten the book through her eyes with the intensity she was looking at it. She didn't look up, nor did she look to her right to know what the boys were doing. On one side, Conner couldn't help but occasionally look up to see Melanie and Simon reading, and on the other side, Simon rubbed his chin, feeling the gaze from Conner.