Ramona Quimby Audiobook Novels & Stories

--- Rama’s Breakthrough Back in his office, Rama clicked open another file—this one a voice recording from one of the clinic’s phone consultations. The audio was distorted, but the voice was unmistakable. A trembling whisper. A desperate tone. “I need to look like her… make me her… exactly her…” Rama’s eyes widened. Because he recognized that voice. Every syllable. Every breath. It belonged to Revania. He replayed the snippet twice more, chills running down his arms. Then he pressed call. --- The Call That Changes Everything Damien picked up on the first ring. “Rama? What is it?”

Emory's honesty unleashed a cascade of confusion, intertwining belief, intuition, and an unshakeable fear. "And then there's this longing, Ramona," Emory whispered softly, her voice like a midnight murmur in a still, quiet world. "I never felt that longing for Myles." She shook her head slightly. "No matter how far away we were, or how long we were apart, I never felt the need to see him." Her expression went blank, her eyes blinking uncertainly. "I never missed him."

he corrected, emphasizing the distinction. This statement momentarily silenced everyone in the room, granting him a brief moment of tranquility before the storm of voices erupted once again. "I married my wife without even knowing her... you can't honestly believe in this so-called scam called love," Lord Ramona spat out bitterly. Lumiére raised an eyebrow, sensing a hidden meaning behind Ramona's words. Reagan had warned him about Lord Ramona's discovery of his relationship with Raven, advising him to be cautious around the man. "A scam, you say?" Lumiére responded, his tone tinged with disbelief as he chuckled lightly. "Are you suggesting that I should spend the rest of my life with someon

I turned to her again, impatient. "Why aren't you saying anything, Romona?" I said, my voice dropping to that dangerous octave, cutting through the sound of the rain hammering the roof. "Answer me. You think a guy like Odin—a guy who calls you 'Broken Doll' to your face—is suddenly interested in your personality?" "Axel, come on," Romona snapped. Her expression resembled confusion. "He just handed me a book." "He winked at you!" I roared, taking my eyes off the road to glare at her.

“Come on, Kimberly. Don’t insult me.” I opened my mouth, but no words came out. Ramona reached for a glass of water on her nightstand, her fingers graceful. She took a sip, then set it down, her gaze never leaving mine. “This town is small. Eyes everywhere.” “I don’t know what you think you saw—” She cut me off with a soft hum. “Oh, Kimberly. You’re adorable when you try to lie.” I pressed my back against the door, my fingers tightening around the know. “Ramona, please—”

At least I can walk in heels without disgracing myself. On our way to the Cunningham's party, I drive with Asa while Rob and Quill went ahead of us. I can't think properly. I stare at my purse like it's the most interesting thing in here. Asa hasn't said a word to me and I don't have the balls to ask. I'm trying to listen to Coen's advice and not ask him who's this Ramona chick that had him all riled up like this. So I just shut my mouth and ride with him in absolute boredom.

“Like I said before I don't see a need to keep talking to you. All we have is over, staring from the moment I brought her into this house.” I didn't bother to look at her. However, her scent, and her nagging made me aware she was still in the room. Ramona was strong willed. She wasn't someone who gave up easily, so she defied my orders, thinking things were still the same. “Listen to me, Alpha Kayden. I'm not going to let one little–”

Adam insisted, trying to be charming and thoughtful. "I don't have an appetite," Ramona replied flatly, but her stomach betrayed her as it loudly grumbled. Adam understood the situation and moved to the table, serving her food and taking a seat across from her. Ramona felt self-conscious and awkward, and tried to hide herself by burying her face in her legs.

"The one at the central medical center. I have always been in contact with him." The Guard checked his records. "The primary healer for your younger daughter at the central medical center is Healer Rourke. His signature is on this evaluation report. The healer listed in your older daughter Nova's file is Elder Morwen. What is the name of the healer you have been in contact with?"

She was feeling sorry for herself when Yanni leaned into her ear and whispered, “Feeling bad, huh? If you won’t climb onto my dad’s bed, plenty of other women would! To be fair, though, I think he likes you more than the others!” Pullinh the little girl off of her, Zoe tried to be calm and said, “I want you to read this phrase again.” The little girl pouted in response. After that, she tried hard not to think about Mason, but she could hear Ramona’s laughter all the way from the guest room from time to time. Sometimes, she heard his pleasant chuckle too. They chatted with each other for a long time. Ramona didn’t leave until it was evening. Mason went downstairs to see her off in person. How