Ramona Tamburello Novels & Stories

Pretending to be tough, she said, "If she really wanted to die, why did she have to go through all this hassle? What the heck was she doing with the livestream?" "Misty, we can't just simply dismiss this matter," Jessica retorted coldly as she frowned disapprovingly. "Does she have proof?" She meant the proof that Misty ordered Ramona to stir up trouble on set. "She wouldn't dare to, would she?" Misty widened her eyes in a fit of rage. Yet, soon after, she said hesitantly, "I don't think she has it …" Ramona started working as her assistant right after she graduated. She was timid, and also quite the crybaby.

I know he would have. "Luna Amberley was the most powerful Luna ever known. She was a force to be reckoned with in and out of the ring. I only met her a handful of times before..... We always got along. As a matter of fact, I took Tate with me once when I was there to retrieve files on a murder case involving a couple rogues. You two have met before, but Tate being around the same age as your brother, they stuck together more in the few days I was there," Frances said, eyes looking at nothing as a small smile graced her lips while she remembered my mother. I wish I remembered them better.

“Are you really Knox’s mate, or are you just playing some kind of game?” Lydia blinked, stunned by the bluntness of the question. “Excuse me?” Ella tilted her head. “You heard her. It’s just a little hard to believe that Knox would have a mate. Especially someone like you.” “Well, do you expect him to be mateless? I can’t blame you, and if you think I’m some kind of ride-along, then I guess you’re wrong. We are a mate-blessed bond from the Moon Goddess. I’m sorry—there’s nothing you can do.” Lydia threw in the remark, which earned a scowl. She knew she’d hit the spot, but they were at a party, so obviously, they could do nothing.

"Maya Brown, what is wrong with you?" Lily shouted at the frail girl who was lifting heavy metals on the floor. "I'm almost done, you don't need to worry!" Maya said in an indifferent tone. "What are you almost done? Don't you know that today we are hosting a total of five packs in our territory?" Lily asked angrily. "So why don't you leave so that I can finish my work." Maya was not fazed by the woman's shouting. Instead, she found her more and more annoying.

Roman said to the nurse by the counter who was writing something on a clipboard on the counter. “She’s…she’s pregnant” he added, she didn’t pay attention to him. The Nurse still seemed quite busy with whatever she was scribbling down onto the clipboard; Roman tapped his feet impatiently and glanced at the door. He sighted Lucas and faced the Nurse back, “Madam please would you pay attention to me” he slammed his fist on the table and the Nurse flinched “Excuse me Mr.….you can’t do that here” The Nurse who could be identified by her name tag as Doreen, warned with an irritating look on her face

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

I had no idea she was even connected to this world outside the Moonbeam Pack. I tried to avoid her, but before I could turn away, she stepped into my path. “Well, well, well.” She sneered. “Look who’s playing dress up.” I clenched my fists at my sides, willing myself to stay calm. “I don’t know you,” I said, my voice steady. “Please excuse me.” Her lip curled into a cruel smile. “Oh, don’t pretend like you don’t remember me, Rowena. The rejected Luna. The murderer.”

Or ever. Isa Ramona is a past fling. That’s the best way to put it. I’d fucked her brains out in her matrimonial bed for her husband to see because he crossed me and cheated on her in the same way. This happened sometime around four months ago; it was revenge on both ends that led to their divorce, and her fixation on me. She runs a nonprofit organization for women's causes, and is always hosting charity balls which she’s never failed to invite me to. I’d refused every one of her invitations because I know what she’s after, but going as far as to threaten my employee. That’s a line she should never have crossed.

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."