روايات وقصص ضمن Fuller House Ramona And Jackson Fanfiction

Quietly I kick his shin under the table and shake my head. "Maybe when we get home." **** If you need anything I'm just upstairs. Ramon's mind links with mine only long enough to assure me that he's here if the conversation gets awkward or I just need him. Jackson and I sit across each other in the kitchen, both of us waiting patiently to hear the door to Ramon's office shut. Once the familiar click of the latch hits my ears, I let out a sigh in relief.

Shannon's grasp. "Epperly, we're here every Wednesday, Can't we at least go one Wednesday to like a beach or something?" Ramona whined as she finally retrieved the book. "Ramona, could you enjoy the beach knowing that these poor souls were here?" I asked as I grabbed a blanket from the closet. "Yes," She stated crossing her arms. "Ramona Lirette!" I stomped my foot walking over to put a blanket over Mr. Shannon. "Okay, okay," She put her hands up in surrender.

Dax yelled. The door opened. Ramona walked out. "Poor Dax, you're too late." Ramona laughed. "What do you mean?!" He shouted. "Well, I was being a gracious host. I fed her, clothed her, and gave her a warm bed. I was taking care of our babies so well, but that ungrateful bitch left." Ramona said. "How long?" Dax asked. "Doesn't matter. If the cold doesn't get her, my men will, and I gave orders to kill." Ramona laughed.

Aunt Tonya quickened her pace and stopped next to the bed where she watched over Ramona warily. Ramona expressed with a shine in her eyes, "The boy is beautiful.” Aunt Tonya snorted at this comment. "Of course." Ramona suddenly bent over and reached for Flint. Aunt Tonya immediately grabbed her hand. "What are you doing?” "Can't I just hug my sister's great-grandson?" Ramona asked sullenly. Aunt Tonya looked at Sylvia. Sylvia only smiled, indicating that it was fine. No matter how much Ramona hated her, surely she would not hurt a harmless child.

Ramona exclaimed louder. “It's not time to scream yet,” Lyra smirked, stepping closer to her, and Ramona reclined her steps. “You aborted 6 children for him, and the last, you couldn't because your life was on the line, and my very kind-hearted mother gave you a chance to have somewhere called home,” she continued. “Or do you think I was too young to know that you do steal from my mother? You are just a disgusting thief that found love in the sight of a man that has no voice for himself. Ramona Jenson, you are jealous of me, and you implanted that jealousy into your child…” Lyra paused her steps and smiled, Ramona recoiling at the sudden outburst from her. “Ramona, you killed my mother.” “No

After breakfast, the kids ran off to the playroom, leaving the three of us adults at the table. "Lake," Rhodes said carefully. "I spoke to Ramon last night. He's—he's not doing well. He's agreed to see a therapist, to get professional help processing everything. And he asked me to tell you that he loves you and Ollie more than anything. That he's not going anywhere, that he'll be waiting whenever you're ready to talk." The words should have made me feel better. Should have reassured me that Ramon was committed to our family, to doing the work necessary to rebuild trust. But instead, they just made me feel guilty.

“I’m Sloane. Kim’s roommate. You’ll love it here. St. Bellamy’s can be crazy, but it’s never boring.” Ramona let out a light laugh. “It already feels wild. But I like a little chaos.” Her eyes flicked to me again. My chest tightened because of the way she looked at him... the way he stood just a little closer to her than he needed to... I didn’t know who she was. Or where she came from, or what she wanted. But I suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Dimitri whispered. "Oh, shut up. We were worried. I stayed back for your sake. Even aunt was worried about you yet you were out there shoving your tiny prick into someone's hole?" Ramona shouted, harshly. "Calm down, red. Jealousy doesn't suit you and I never asked you to be worried. I'm capable of handling myself." Dimitri said, smiling. "Of course." Ramona let out, throwing her hands up. "You know what? I'm going to work. Aunt and John won't be around till tomorrow. Food is in the kitchen." and with that she left the house but only after slamming the door.

"Fine. But you'd better make sure Rachel never finds out about this." With that, she relaxed into me and opened herself up. I nodded, then surged forward. Despite my size, Ramona took me in with surprising ease. The fact that she could accommodate me so completely said everything—she must have been just as starved as I was, with no one capable of truly satisfying her. The way she responded, you'd think she'd never experienced real pleasure before. Her face flushed deep red, and her arms wrapped tight around my neck. I gave her everything I had...

Domini hunkered down next to her. “They get easier.” When Keely tried to smile, she hissed in a breath and blood trickled out of her mouth. “Damn. I’m getting to old for this shit.” The room buzzed with confusion and excitement. Ramona ambled over, a shit-eating grin on her face, still looking as if she’d just stepped out of a western fashion magazine. Not a wrinkle on her clothes, not an auburn curl out of place. Her brown eyes sparkled with victory. “You okay, cuz?”