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Blood Brothers 3:
Romeo Unleashed
Eve Vaughn
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Eve Vaughn’s latest release, Niccolo’s Witch , is a thrilling adventure; once you start reading it, it’s hard to put down. Up next is Romeo Unleashed , and this reviewer can’t wait to delve between the sheets...uh, I mean pages, of his story.
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Dedication
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Prologue
1876
“How long do you think he’ll be in this state, Marco?” Romeo turned away from his older brother, Dante, who sat in the corner of the living room with an empty expression in his cobalt eyes, to address his younger brother. A feeling of helplessness washed through Romeo, making him frustrated. He didn’t like not knowing what to do. His youngest brother, Marco, raked his finger through his long blond hair, pausing to take a moment to answer Romeo’s question.
“I really don’t know, Ro. I’ve never seen him like this, but don’t you think he’s entitled to his misery? Flora was everything to him. And it took me a long time to recover from what happened to Bianca and Gio ...”
Romeo cocked his head to the side and tried to read the expression on Marco’s face. He didn’t think his brother had ever recovered from the murder of his wife and child but knew better than to say so.
“At least we’ve been able to clean up most of the blood. Damn it!” He threw his hands up. “I hate seeing him this way. Isn’t there anything we can do? I don’t understand. If he loved her so much, then why did he kill her?” It was the one question that kept running through his mind, and it wouldn’t go away.
Marco looked at him with sharply intelligent amber eyes. In many ways, Romeo felt his younger brother was older than his years. “It’s because he loved her so much that he did it.”
“That makes absolutely no sense. Dio , I wish Nico were here, instead of out on a mission. Better yet, I wish I were in Spain right now with him.”
“Have a little compassion, Ro. Dante has just lost the woman he’d planned to spend eternity with. The least you can do is stop thinking about yourself for a minute,” Marco snapped.
Romeo glanced at Dante once more; his brother still sat in the corner, dark head now tucked between his knees. Romeo’s heart went out to him, but it was hard to fully sympathize when he didn’t understand what had happened and why. “Look, I need some air. I will be back in about an hour.”
“So you’re going to walk away? Just like that? Our brother needs you!”
“In case you haven’t noticed, Marco, our brother doesn’t even know we’re here. Exactly what would you have me do for him right now?”
“Fine. Go.”
“Don’t try to pull that shit on me, Marco. Just because I can’t relate, it doesn’t mean I love him less than you.”
“I’m not implying anything.”
“Then what the hell are you trying to say? I’ve been here for nearly a full day and Dante has barely twitched a muscle. When we try to move him, he won’t budge. I just want to go out for some damn air. I don’t need your guilt trips right now.”
“Let’s just hope you never feel this way about a woman.”
“I’ll never let a woman rule my heart. It’s not worth it.” Romeo pointed in Dante’s direction. “Take a good look at him. His mind is closed off to us. Excuse me for not wanting to turn into that.”
At that moment, Dante lifted his dark head, revealing red-rimmed eyes. “Go, then. I don’t need you here.”
Guilt surged through Romeo’s body. He hadn’t meant to sound so offhand about the situation when it was obvious Dante was in a great deal of pain. “Dante --”
“Go. I said I don’t need you here. I understand how much carousing means to you. Don’t let me stop you.” Dante turned his head away from Romeo as though the sight of him disturbed him.
“Please, I didn’t mean --”
“No! Nothing ever means anything to you. You didn’t like Flora anyway. Perhaps you are happy to see her gone.” Dante’s accusation would have angered Romeo if he didn’t realize how upset Dante was over his loss.
“I won’t stand here and pretend she and I were the best of friends, but you are my brother, and I care about you. I apologize if it sounded as though I don’t feel any sympathy about her death.”
Dante stood up for the first time in nearly twenty-four hours, then slowly walked over to Romeo, not stopping until they were nose to nose. “That’s your problem, fratello mio . You’re nonchalant about everything. Perhaps I only have myself to blame for letting you run wild when you were younger. I only pray you’ll never feel this pain I now suffer. Leave me. I don’t want you near me.” He turned his back on the bewildered Romeo.
His older brother had never looked at him nor spoken to him that way before, and it hurt. It hurt like hell. Romeo reached out to touch Dante’s shoulder in a comforting gesture, only to have his hand shrugged off.
“Don’t.” Marco looked at him, a compassionate gleam in his amber eyes. “He’s not ready for your apology right now. Perhaps you should take that walk now.”
“I’m his brother, too. I should be here to help him through this. I shouldn’t have spoken without thinking.”
“It’s his grief talking. I know your heart is in the right place, Ro, but there are times that you shouldn’t say what’s on your mind. Deep down, Dante is aware that you love him, but he’s not prepared to listen to what you have to say yet.”
“I never meant --”
“I know, Ro, and I overreacted earlier. It’s not fair of me to expect you to understand the magnitude of his loss. Go for a walk. I’ll stay with him.” Marco gave him a slight smile.
Romeo glanced over at Dante’s broad back, wanting to throw his arms around him and beg forgiveness, but realized Dante wasn’t wouldn’t welcome anything from him right now. “For whatever it’s worth, I’m sorry.”
Dante remained silent.
Marco grabbed Romeo’s hand and squeezed it reassuringly before letting go. Romeo turned to leave, wishing he’d handled the situation better. In a few moments, he was outside of Dante’s palatial Venetian townhouse.
The warm breeze hit his face as he stepped down onto the dark, narrow streets of Venice and began walking. A cacophony of noise and a multitude of smells filled the air -- the foods, the litter, and the beginning of booming industry. It wasn’t the cleanest city, but its charm and ambiance made it one of his favorite places to be.
Romeo had never thought that when he came to visit his brother there would be such a mess. Dante had killed his blood mate -- wrapped his fingers around her throat and squeezed the life from her. Marco had said it was la morte dolci , but Romeo was still confused. He understood the mechanics of the illness, but he didn’t know what would have made Dante snap the way he had. La morte dolci was only triggered when a vampire was denied wha...
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