Little Ron Novels & Stories

Susie said, "Who cares what the guys say. I've got tons of questions about Emma for Abigail. Let's hit a café and talk." Knowing Stella could not make choices on many things, Abigail said, "Susie, hold on a sec." Susie turned to Alwyn and asked, "You guys decided where to go yet?" "Today, you're all here for me. Even with my place burned to ashes, I want to welcome you," Ron's voice suddenly announced. With his sudden words, all eyes turned to see him at the entrance. "Ron? You are Ron?" If the voice had not been so familiar, Lucas would have doubted that the man before him was Ron. With white hair and a tired face, he looked almost fifty, not at all like the lively thirty-year-old he used t

I took a deep breath, trying to keep my cool, I was trying to hold back my anger, but it was like a dam about to burst. Something was restraining me, preventing me from stepping forward and unleashing my emotions. Just as I was about to snap, a chocolate bar sailed through the air, catching everyone's attention. We all turned to see Arlo seated, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Well, well, well," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "That's a show." His face was a picture of innocence, but his eyes betrayed his true intentions. What was he trying to do?

I warned. “No, no, I’m not,” the rogue stammered. “Look, it’s not too far now.” We reached a small mountain. There were two guards who watched as we approached. The rogue stopped and said, “See, it’s right here. I…” I didn’t let him finish and drove my elbow into the back of his skull, cracking his skull. The rogue fell and convulsed on the ground. I stepped over him and approached. The guards tensed but I spoke before they did, “I am Ronan, son of Elder Cassius of Moonvale.”

“Elara, you argue with me every day.” “That’s different. I argue when I’m right. That doesn't mean he should try it.” “He’s observant,” Ronan said, his tone softening as his eyes drifted back to the boy. “He watches how you handle the council, how you speak to the elders. He picks up everything.” I looked toward the courtyard where Luke was currently executing a wildly uncoordinated swing at a straw dummy. “He’s turning into a mini version of you.” Ronan’s entire posture softened, the tension in his shoulders melting away completely. “My boy.”

"Sir, the maid had refused to resume work again, I..." "You tried everything you could but you couldn't stop her, I know" Lexis finishes for him, since he already knows what he's restless about. He looks up at Ron who looks away as he gets uncomfortable with the long stare Lexis is giving him. Ron is an average tall young man with a good looking face he's confident about but he can never compare to his boss's good looks. The man's features are from another world. Lexis stretches his hand forward and Ron gives him his phone. He only uses this phone outside the mafia business.

He then looked at Evan and Evan nodded at him. “Hello, sister-in-law, I am Ronald. I am Evan’s cousin. You are very pretty. No wonder, the ice block melted after years.” Ronald’s eyes turned crescent when he started to talk with Lilian. He looked very excited but he buried all of his emotions when he met the cold pair of eyes of his cousin.

In this place, I wasn’t an equal: I was a rabbit dropped into a wolf’s den. “I don't want to influence your decision, but I hope you'll give my son a chance. He's a good kid. I've watched him grow – he has a good and loving heart.” Yeah, to people who worship him. “You’re a biased parent.” He laughed with a full-body shake. “That I am. You caught me.” The Luna finally spoke: “Have you settled in Andrew’s room?” “No. I took the one next door.” A pause. A little too long.

ALLISON Standing directly in front of me, I had to crane my neck back just to meet his gaze. That was the first time I truly registered his scale. I’d known he was tall, I’d assumed as much from watching him on the rooftop that fateful night, but up close, stripped of my defenses and chained to a wall, he was a monolith. He loomed over me, making me feel small, insignificant. And at 5’10, I was rarely the small one in the room.

Mrs Scott rolled her eyes at June. "E-excuse me?" June stuttered confused by her words. "Look here," Mrs Scott said in a low voice leaning forward like she wanted to tell June a secret. "Don't play dumb. It's just me and you, you can drop the stupid act." June blinked twice, her lips parted as she tried to process what she just said, "I- I don't understand." Mrs. Scott's words left June bewildered, unsure of how to respond. She couldn't fathom why Mrs. Scott was accusing her of playing a trick, was she testing her, or worse she didn't like her?

"Caitrona Balboa! Who do you think you're to gloat in front of me?" Someone giggles with a loud clap from the side of the door. Caitlyn looked startled at the slim figure of someone. "Ronn...Ronnie Dellucci? What are you here for?" Ronnie Dellucci. 5'9 feet tall, lanky. Brown hair. 25 years old, younger step brother to Adonis Dellucci. He's been away to Paris ever since he sold his late grandmothers house. He's a flirt, a deceiver and somehow a con artist.