Ray Ray From Mindless Behavior Real Name Novels & Stories

he suddenly spoke, and when I turned to him, I saw him staring into space. "I really don't know the ruthless psychotic Alpha Ryan in person, but I know him by his title. So if you're truly him, did you accept such a title for yourself? You know, a psychotic Alpha, are sick of psychosis, or is it just a rumor? Aren't you trying to stop such a title? It's viral, and you're indeed famous. But now that I've come to think about it, you don't act like a very famous Alpha. You aren't the RP. Alpha Ryan, right? Because he definitely wouldn't be someone as handsome as you. He should be an old man with long artificial hair and a bald head, right?"

Third-person POV. Anna and Raymond exchanged glances, their confusion apparent as they tried to process Scarlet’s unexpected response. Raymond, unable to withhold his defense, spoke up with a hint of irritation. “I must say that calling our son ‘insane’ while we’re here is not very respectful. Ryan is not insane, he is a responsible and level-headed young man, and you should choose your words carefully,” he asserted firmly.

Kathrine and Brayan joined this heavy aura. “Why? Who is this?” Miles jeered. “I don’t know, but she is freaking awesome.” “Listen to this,” she tuned in to the radio channel, and RJ Shanaya recited the same line I posted this morning. If you’re committed to somebody, you don’t allow yourself to find perfection in someone else. “She is freaking good. She works under the name Breathless, and I have been listening to her for the last week. You should tune in too.” Raya pulled my hand and winked.

Not with the entire lodge rigged to explode. We were trapped. Completely, utterly trapped. And Ray…Marcus’s supposedly dead son…knew it. “You know the one funny thing about you, Rylan?” Ray asked, his voice dripping with contempt. “You’re dumb. So incredibly, predictably dumb. My father said you’d be easy to manipulate, but I didn’t believe him. I thought the son of Tiger Stark would have at least some of his father’s instincts.” He laughed again, that manic sound that made my skin crawl.

Ray said slowly, "he stops making defensive moves." "He stops closing ranks," I said. "He stops warning people. He stays in the posture of a man who believes the situation is under control, which is the most exposed posture he can be in when it isn't." Ray looked at me for a long moment. The morning light was coming through the curtain now, soft and grey, touching the side of his face with the particular gentleness of early light that does not yet know what the day will ask of it. "You want to perform not knowing," he said.

Emily's POV I couldn't be more shocked when I heard the hidden truth behind the mysterious guy who had been threatening me. Although he hasn't been found yet, the cops are closing in on a suspect who matches his profile and they're confident they know who they're searching for. Collin had informed them about him since he has some details about him. His name is Ray, a former member of their team and also a narcissist.

Over the past four months of Raye’s sessions with Italy’s most feared man, she had learned a lot and at the same time, very little about him. As an undercover agent, her entire life right now was a lie. Her real name was Raye, and her mission was to gather enough intel to bring this man down, so she's posing as a therapist. He had told her many things but he never truly revealed himself. Instead, he found it amusing to tease her, and make remarks that stirred something within her. She found herself both dreading and desperately anticipating their sessions.

Jerry whined. How in the world is going to spare those piece of shit that hurt is SIL, the thought of leave the un scratch is maddening. “I’m not asking to not play with them, just know your limit, and behave Jerry” Ray knows is brother psychopathic behavior and the kicks he get from torturing is new toy and had no intention of denying him the pleasure, those bastards deserve it anyways. Ray headed straight for the doctor’s office, his stride purposeful. Knocking briskly on the door, he stepped inside as soon as he heard the muffled, “Come in.”

A moment later, all the girls gathered together and started talking over one another as they discussed the matter. I stood in the center, coldly watching as more and more pus seeped from Aurora's body. The dazzling beauty queen from twenty minutes ago had turned into a hideous monster. Not far away, Matt was still cursing at something. After a few curses, he would wail, and in the end, he let out a powerless rage. "Whoever calls my family for me… I'll give them ten thousand dollars! No, twenty thousand!" One student worked up the nerve to grab his phone, but the others stopped him.

Zach, do you think I'm going crazy? At that moment, Zach's voice rang out, "If you're that miserable, then you should move out."