Evil Rick Novels & Stories

“Or we are at the mercy of whatever alpha wants us.” “Are you all on her side?” I said, frustrated with them. When did I lose all the power in this equation? “Oh, I definitely am,” Rick said. “Really?” My mother’s face lit up at the comment. My father looked… nervous? I shook away the thought. I had to be reading his face wrong. Why would Rick aligning with Ivy be something that worried him? Them getting along would make my life easier. “Yes. Cause she can feed me. And when you are all dead, and I’m victorious, I want to be fed.” He said with a smile. “And I’d like it to taste good.”

"Whatever you say!" "Listen up, because I'm only going to say this once," Rick said, his eyes flaring. He was another vamp you didn't want to anger. "I can trust you, right? Because if I come out here and find one scratch on it or if I find out you've been out joy riding, I'll burn you myself ... alive. Got it?" The vamp's eyes grew wide as Rick's flared. "Yeah, man," the punk vamp said, holding up his hands in surrender. "Whatever you say, man."

"Nothing explicit required - just clear evidence that you spent not one, but two nights with the untouchable Valerie Calder." "That's disgusting," Rick said before he could stop himself. All eyes turned to him, surprised by his vehemence. "Why?" Dante challenged. "She uses men like tissues. One night, then throws them away. Why not turn the tables for once?" "Because it's wrong," Rick insisted. "Recording someone without their consent? For money? That's not a game, Dante. That's criminal." "Oh please," Dante scoffed. "I'm not saying to record anything intimate. Just proof you were there. Twice. Consider it... evening the score for all the men she's humiliated."

"Please show some respect, Master Ricky." Cherry sounded angry and sad. "Show respect? There's someone here who can kill your master in one second, which means he could do the same to me and anyone else present. If we don't find out the reason for his death, we'll all end up dying by Dominic's side," Ricky said harshly. The Two Evils of Hell had no reply to this and lowered their heads. They allowed Ricky to continue with his checking. Ricky leaned forward and released his vital energy. He used his consciousness to detect any possible clues.

, I asked the glare still on my face. " Who's Rick", he asked looking strangely at me. I tore into laughter, letting it rock my face back and forth. "Rick, stop this ok?, if this is one of your crazy tricks and games I swear I'll get back at you", I swore. Guessing why I hate Rick?,well he killed my mom when I was 10yrs old. She had died at the blueberry forest and his arrow was found in her chest. I guess he was 15yrs old then, he kept claiming that mom was dead before he found her but I really won't buy such story from him. He's a goddamned murderer and since then till now that we're fully grown, we've been enemies, beating up and hurting each other anywhere we met. I keep wondering why