Free Romeo and Juliet: A Vampire and Werewolf Love Story by H.T. Night

kisses! But, none of that was important to me because that glee in my accomplishment was pure ego and I knew it. The only thing that really mattered was Juliet.
    I didn ’ t care about the risk or one-upping the Capulets by romancing the daughter of the head honcho, right under his hooked nose. I’d do it again and again. Nothing in this world would ever stop me from seeing her. There was no greater force than the love I fel t for her …Juliet. Her name was a prayer on my lips.
    I kept my midnight excursion from the party a secret when I had met up with my friends after work. They seemed amuse d by Tybalt’s blatant attack on me. They were trying to get me t o retaliate. I had zero desire to do something of that caliber. I was bent on making love, not war. If anything, I was prepared to shake his h and and offer him a truce on behalf of both families.
    Maybe I was being naive, but I be lieved a love so strong c ould break this cycle of hate that exist ed between the Capulets and the Montagues. What I felt for Juliet had no boundaries and maybe, just maybe, we could change things. I eventually parted ways from my friends. I told them I was heading home, but I was doing nothing of the sort. Wild horses couldn’t keep me from going to where I was going tonight. To her!
    I took a subway and then a quick cab ride to get to the front gate again. Once again, I paid the guy and then hopped over the high wall, once the taxi driver was out of sight.
    I scurried down the street and made my way to her house. Her gigantic, black, creepy house. It was closing in on 1:00 o ’ clock in the morning . It was the exact cnt > I had arrived last night. I turned into my wolf form and I climbed up the side of the house and waited for her under the balcony .
    After a few minutes , I heard the door open and Juliet say, “Romeo, Romeo, w here are you , Romeo?”
    I hurled my werewolf body over the side balcony wall and landed in front of Juliet. And I just stared . Tonight, s he was as equally fascinated with me in this form as she was the night before.
    When I thought it was okay, I turned into my human form . I stood before Juliet and stared into her eyes. I exhaled and said, “I missed you every waking moment I have been gone. You even occupied my dreams, ” I said reaching out to her, bringing her close to my body .
    She then kiss ed my face all over in a rapid machin e-gun motion, which sent waves of desire surging through me like humming electricity. Jolt after jolt zapped me at every kiss. If she kept on, I would have had her right then! Luckily, she came up for air.
    “I missed you, too,” she said. “ I was counting the seconds. I was so afraid I ’ d fall asleep . ”
    “You didn ’ t fall asleep, ” I said. “T hank God , you didn ’ t. ” The more I thought of being rejected by her, either real or not , the more I thought my heart would be torn to pieces. She was my very heartbeat.
< c “I want you to come inside tonight,” Juliet said.
    I was startled by the unexpected invitation. That sounded like a wonderful plan, but I had two huge questions. “What about Martha? What about your parents?”
    “They won’t know you’re here,” Juliet assured me. “ Martha is visiting family in Queens, and my parent s’ bedroom is on the bottom floor.”
    I was excited to get out of the cold and she wasn ’ t going to get an argument from me to be alone in a beautiful woman ’s bedroom in the middle of the night. And she wasn ’ t j ust any woman. She was the woman.
    She led me through the open back door by my hand . As I entered her bedroom , I was overwhelmed by the perfume and other scented items in the room. It wasn ’ t a bad smell. It just took a minute to get used to it and the last thing I car ed about was how girly Juliet ’s room smelled. However, the room was intoxicating with her scent, everywhere. Her skin, her hair, her sheets were all embedded with her unique and alluring aroma. My mouth watered.
    “Where