Evil Rick Novels & Stories

Erito Ricky showed off his cynical and sarcastic smile. “Eriwan never looks at me with such a piercing and stabbing cynicism like what you’re doing right now… Remember this… I won’t let you have Eriwan by your side… If I can’t have him, then neither can you…” hissed Delwyn Anderson showing his extremely-inhumane, hellish as well as his vicious small laughter. Erito was about to land a punch on Delwyn Anderson’s smiley face when his hand was suddenly clutched and held by his elder brother.

Two World The world was divided into two it was the world of human and the world of the immortals. Ambrogio is the name given to the world of the immortals. Ambrogio is divided into four territories and these are, 'Vlademort' territory of vampires, 'Wulf Mensis' territory of wolves, 'Deitas' kingdom of gods and goddesses, Maguš territory of witches or wizards. And the last is Orphan this is the kingdom under the earth.

I beg of you! “I've always wanted to do this Dell” Rick says as he touches her face “You should've chosen me instead” Mom spit in his face at those words “Go to hell Rick” He slapped her face at that “If I will, you'll go ahead of me for all those kids you sold and those people you killed. But first, I'm going to bury myself deep inside of you and fuck you like the whore you are. You're going to hell with my seeds buried inside of you” He spread her legs and lift her dress up

Mr Rick was the devil himself. The one they preached against in churches and other places of religion. "He's very loyal, Esme," Rick mused, his voice smooth as slik. "Which makes what I am about to do to him so... delicious." Rick stepped back, pulling a heavy brass key from his pocket. He didn't unlock the chains. Instead, he tossed the key onto the small corner of the room. He turned to face me, his eyes burning with a sadistic intensity that made the air in the room feel instantly hotter.

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

he murmured, and I couldn’t tell whether he was impressed or just disappointed in the human condition. “Just take her,” Ricky continued, panting with relief. “She’s blind like a bat, obedient. She won’t give you trouble. And if she does, just threaten her mother. That’ll keep her in line.” I wanted to kill him. Slowly. Inch by inch. I wanted to carve the smugness off his face with a dull knife and watch him try to patch it back together. But I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Rick’s betrayal was thick and choking, like I’d been punched in the gut with a brick.

Rick replied. “Get the fuck out of my car. I am ditching you in the middle of nowhere just like you have ditched me in the middle of nowhere. You are badly injured and even in your healthiest state, I am quite sure I could overpower you. So let’s do this as respectfully as we can, get out.” He gritted and Dark caster could not believe the visible anger on Rick’s face. But he knew that Rick could truly overpower him in this case. “I will make one more call then…”

Anger flickered briefly in his eyes. Good. She needed that anger. Needed that hatred. Needed him exactly where he was. Because Rick served a purpose. Nothing more. Nothing less. A vessel. A sacrifice. A key. The ultimate evil sleeping beneath the world required a host. A powerful host. A willing host. Someone consumed by vengeance. Someone desperate enough to surrender everything. Rick was perfect. The fool simply didn’t know it yet. When the awakening finally occurred, the ancient darkness would consume him entirely. His body. His soul. His identity. Everything. And in his place something far older would rise. Something far more dangerous. The witch smiled inwardly. Rick believed he was pur

Ernesto was a tall man with broad shoulders, and an oval-shaped face. "Why the fuck are the result taking so long?" Angelo demanded, snorting, and his hands fisted to his sides. Angelo had planned to create misunderstanding between Evara and Russo. He almost forced his younger brother Valerio and their friends Ernesto Vittorio. "I did as we planned it. Though, I did warn you that I'm not great when its about women." Valerio said, shrugging his shoulders. "Don't be a shy fucker!" Angelo snapped, growling.

It’s amazing how he can make it look real when, in reality, I am in New York, under his club named Aurora. “What’s that? Wanna say something?” On another screen, Rylee, Cali’s assistant, is rounding a metal chair where Egor, Zakharov’s second in command, sits in a rather compromised situation. Her voice, teasing and menacing, whilst she flashed him a sweet smile. His fingernails detached from his body, a hole present on all joints… a gruesome sight that will surely push me on a liquid diet for weeks.