Adventure Time Ricardio The Heart Guy Novels & Stories

He asked her as she made an attempt to leave. “In your dreams.” She said to him. “Just once and I will give you money to set you up.” He promised her. “No.” she said and snatched her money from his hand and he laughed, “I will give you hundred thousand.” He said to her and her heart missed a beat. “Just once.” He said to her when he noticed the look on her face. “I told you… I am Adigun the philanthropist.” He said to her and she shook her head to wade off the thoughts from her head,

You wouldn't really know the Value of what you have till you loose it. Just then, his door swung open and Lucas walked in. "Hey Bro." Riccardo stood from his chair and gave him a side hug. "How are you doing?" Lucas asked, taking in Riccardo's appearance. "I'm Good." He replied. "Happy Birthday." Lucas said. "Thanks Bro." Riccardo let out a smile small. A knock sounded on the door and Lucas went ahead to open it. It was Riccardo's PA, who had brought a bottle of Champagne.

Ricchar standing in front of me instead of some rabid wild animal slowed my heartbeat down from a hundred miles per hour to a mildly terrified rate. "It's late." The guy stepped closer. The cold wind disheveled his dark and wavy hair. Extending his hand for me, Ricchar helped me up until I felt steady on my feet. His breath also reeked of alcohol. Some expensive red wine, most likely. "Sorry. I-I got lost." The wind breezed past us again. The tall hedges rustled nonstop. The goosebumps still wouldn't leave my skin. "He's looking for you."

It took me a while to realize I still had my earpiece plugged in. "Hi," he waved at me, exposing his pearly set of teeth. I opened and closed my mouth utterly speechless, do male fictional cartoon character exists in real life because he was damn fine. "I was bored so I thought you could keep me company." He blurted out scratching his low cut hairstyle. He saw the shock register on my face before I could hide it. A small smile played on his lips, I guess he gets that a lot. "I'm Tife Coker." I extended my hands for a handshake.

“Ahem….my brother will probably skin me alive for telling you the truth but I feel that you deserve to know. Tyson wants the baby so that he can get ‘The Heart of Magic.’ Your baby is the key to unlock the portal to the enchanted island.’” My heart sank. I wondered what would become of me after Tyson got what he wanted. “He might just kill you… as far as I know my brother, he doesn’t like to have any weakness…” Caleb’s image flashed in my mind. He made me feel so safe. If only I could be with him. “You don’t think that dog cares for you, do you? He is also after ‘The heart of Magic.’ I will tell you this only once Aurora. Don’t trust anyone; not even me!”

But my attention was determined to wander away in his search. "Crystal, this is king Cable, and he's the love of pretty much everyone around here, whether it's a man or a woman" He introduced me to a guy slightly shorter than him, with orange hair and plump limps. That guy was not only handsome but had a fantastic muscular body as well. Also, he had this carefree, cheerful aura around him that improved my mood a lot. "Wow, Mario, your girlfriend is hot" He blurted right out.

I bit my bottom lip, while my pencil caressed his jawline on my canvas. “You can ask me anything, charming smile,” his sweet lips said, and I shook my head, banishing his love spell as it knocked on my heart again. I needed to concentrate and find out more about the guy I cared for. And what’s with the boys giving me nicknames all the time?

… The next day, sunlight still clinging to my skin, I stepped inside and found Ryan waiting in the living room. His gaze locked onto mine, heavy with expectation. When he spoke, his tone carried the casual arrogance of an order. "Olivia has not been sleeping well lately. Give her your lucky charm for a few days." I stopped walking. I had worn that charm around my neck for more than ten years. When I was little, I had run a fever for several days. Ryan had gone to a church with his parents and brought it back for me. Strangely enough, my fever broke the very night I put it on.

Avery whispered, nodding toward a guy with a heavy camera strap hanging loosely under his jacket near a smoke-filled skewers stall. "That's Deo’s guy. Look happy, Thorne." "I don't know how to look 'chaotically in love' while being asphyxiated by charcoal smoke," Vivian hissed under her breath. "Then let me do the talking." Avery turned around, backing Vivian up against a colorful booth selling gourmet, over-the-top loaded street desserts. She planted both hands on the wooden counter, trapping Vivian between her arms. "Two spicy cumin lamb skewers and a giant, double-dipped chocolate strawberry stick, please."

Knowing every time I let myself fall, or let my hands hold onto anyone, they end up leaving, the end up going away in death, or someway becoming a stranger, I never get to see again. But I do love him though, I do care about this little chipmunk, lying beneath my hands. I care for his soul. Every breath he takes seems so dear to me. He makes my day bright, teaching me things I never knew I could do. He pushes me for more, helping me climb those stairs. He holds my hands, while all I want to do is take care of him. It is fragile, but I want to give him all my heart. I need him to be my forever. “A penny for your thoughts” Thane’s voice grills out of the blue.