Summertime Saga Ronda Novels & Stories

If Ryan hadn’t gotten close to her, maybe they could’ve been friends. The car horn honked once, a sharp reminder. Just as Ryan turned to leave, Ronda came sprinting down the road, dragging a tiny suitcase. “Wait for me! I’m ready!” she yelled. “You!” she barked at the driver. “Get my suitcase into the car.” Ryan frowned. “Ronda, what are you doing?” “Going with you. Duh!” “No, you’re not,” he said firmly. “Too late. Already in.” She smirked, hopping into the back seat like she owned it.

“Don’t pick on the new kid.” As Winley speaks, a laugh escapes the man with the buzzed head, but he stops as soon as she shoots him a look. “Should I test out your strength?” Ronda asks, leaning down and taking me in up close. "Otherwise, if something happened, you’d simply be a hindrance.” “She can’t,” Winley counters. “She isn’t in any shape to be fighting.” “What is that supposed to mean?” Ronda demands. “She’s pregnant.” Once again, silence falls around us as everyone’s expressions shift, and I can just hear their thoughts.

Summer said playfully. "What? Are you out of your mind, Summer?" Roxy reacts immediately. Roxy, Lia, and Ayesha were also shocked. "I heard, his name is Marcus," Summer proceeds, not even paying attention to what Roxy said. "But Sum—" "Don't tell me you can't do my Dare? Remember when you said that you are game in this game of ours, right?" Summer grimaces; there is no hope that she will change her dare with Roxy. Roxy sighed. "Okay, okay. I'll do what you want. It'll be a shame for me if I don't follow you." She stood tall with pride. "Alright, watch me babies. I can do this."

Ronda reached in, tore my headphones off, and ripped my blanket back in one rough motion. I usually slept naked. It was the fastest way for me to fall asleep. Her move left me exposed to the room in an instant. Shock burned the sleep right out of me. I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around myself as fast as I could. "What are you doing?" My voice came out tight. Ronda rolled her eyes, as if I were the problem. "Send me the money." "Why would you just yank my blanket off?" Heat climbed into my face. "Do you not understand what privacy is?"

“Maybe if you didn’t worry so much about being efficient, you would be able to see us as more than a task to be finished as fast as possible. And then, maybe, someday, some of us would dare to trust you.” The three women bowed before Ronda, their heads down. I stared at her completely baffled. I was used to her being so understanding and happy-go-lucky, and had never even imagined she could be so harsh and even scary. And all of it in order to defend me. Brenan barked by the pool Ivy had already cleaned. Ronda shook her head slightly and turned to me with her usual smile. “Go clean that boy, else we’ll spend the rest of the day here.”

Yet he could sense that the barriers were up again. Rhonda looked cool, calm and collected which was the way she always looked when they worked together. They had always discussed and cast the right people for the right projects. Her clothes were co-ordinated, matching and smart and her make-up minimal like always, her glorious red-hair pulled back into a pony-tail because of the summer heat, although the few quite provocative ringlets escaped confinement.

Perhaps that was the biggest asset that she had to have fun with the rich second-generation. Rafferty frowned and looked at her as if she was a monster. “Put on your shirt!” “Why are you putting on airs?” Azula chuckled. ‘I am not embarrassed of him looking at me, but he is now avoiding me?’ ‘This man is so strange.’ “Summer was being attacked in Country M. So, those men would not let you go. Are you sure that you did not want to tell me everything before you’re dead?” Rafferty said viciously.

Expose him? What's wrong with me? “That's good,” I manage to whisper. “Is it?” Summer pockets her phone, her amber eyes studying me with uncomfortable intensity. “You almost looked disappointed just then.” “Don't be ridiculous. Why would I be disappointed that an elder is safe?” “I don't know. You tell me.” She moves closer, and I fight the urge to step back. “What's your real interest in Rian, Kaidora? And don't give me that bullshit about his ring being pretty.”

Rain sobs as Ricardo holds her. Ricardo has been and always have been looking after her, when she left to live a normal life, he secretly sent some of his men to look after where she goes, they even guard her apartment without her noticing. Rain, a name that's well known in the mafia world. Yes, Summer Jones Sparks was once in a mafia.

She says as she turns to see her husband stroking their children, signaling her to be calm and relaxed. "Ate Rhoda," said a man's voice. "Who's here?" she asks. "My name is Ron," the voice responds. "Do you have any problems, Ron?" she asks. " " Rhoda asks softly. "Ate Rhoda, the rebelled army is spotting farmland with farmers," Ron replied. "What do they want?" "They just want to know who you are and who that foreigner with kids is," Rhoda responded as Ron turned back and waved his hands.