Richard Ramirez Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Think you can get him to go with you?” “He owes me,” I muttered. “And he won’t dare upset me. Not after today.” Richard whistled. “You’re dangerous.” I stood up, flipping my hair over my shoulder. “She started this. I’m just finishing it.” "There. She’s at the Rivera Suites. Fancy place. Probably booked it so they can cry and sip wine." Richard said, laughing. "Then you need to go crash the pity party." "No," I said. "No. Not yet. I need Ramon."

“Shit! You scared me.” Richard grinned, shrugging, hands raised in mock surrender. “Désolé, mon ami. I thought you’d move out of this apartment, but not all the way home. Honestly…” His voice wavered, and he looked away, one hand brushing his cheek. “…I feel like crying.” Damon leaned back against the edge of the counter, smirking, one brow raised. “Relax. I’m not dead yet.” “Richard walked in properly, hands in his pockets, eyes scanning the room like he was memorising it. “So this is really happening?”

He leapt out of the bed at once and wanted to run after her when he realized that he was almost naked. "What did you do to me, you scrag!" Richard bellowed as he picked Kim up with one hand and threw her on the floor. Kim instantly became unconscious. Richard only left the room because he felt that Kim was finally dead. He would kill her spirit again if he saw it. Richard spat hard on her before walking out of the room.

My pussy was swollen and constantly leaking his cum. Ryan finally pulled me into his arms on the couch, kissing me deeply as we watched the sunset through the windows. “This is going to be the best summer of my life,” he murmured, his hand gently stroking my cum-filled pussy. “Every time Dad leaves the house, I’m going to fuck you somewhere new.” I smiled against his chest. “Promise?” But as the garage door opened again, we both froze. Richard was home early again. Ryan smirked, his fingers pushing deeper inside me.

“You don’t miss a thing, do you?” “Well?” He paused and seemed to direct his gaze inward. As if the emotions were hard to access. As if they were locked behind a forgotten door. He washed the peppers in the sink and answered with his back to me. “I was sad. Rory was my first love.” Richard seemed to hold those emotions in the locked fortress of his heart. I suspected that much like me, he maintained fragile domination over them. He placed the vegetables on a cutting board and reached for a knife. “Sex had become violent with her. I thought she enjoyed pain and punishment too much.”

Richard said, making Kimberly frown in confusion. Richard walked up to Kimberly, then grabbed her firmly by the jaw, making Kimberly try to break free but her resistance was futile. "It was your own doing that you were so arrogant and dared to break our engagement. You left me for the Head of the Gonemanus family. I was sure from the start that you had something to do with that man. Is it because of that bet that it's so hard for you to get away from that bastard?" Richard screeched angrily. "Dear Kimberly, you know. I really love you; you're the only woman who can stay with me for years. But you betrayed me and dared to break this relationship first. Who do you think you are?" he screeched,

"Dearest Taylor, Once again, I know you're so close to finding everything out so you'll find this no problem. Now you know about my secret identity and your mother and me marrying, I know I'll soon be caught. You're so kind that I know you might allow me this, before I'm willing to give myself up I need something from you. Since that horrible night all those years ago, I always had this feeling of care towards you. Then when your mother turned up and we fell in love, it all became clear. You're like the daughter that I never had, even if that's hard for you to believe. But now I've married your mother, that makes me your step father in whatever way you look at it. I want to see both of my ch

Pleasure mixed with pain shot through me, making my head spin. “Your boobs are fucking big”. Richard’s voice was driving me crazy. I couldn’t wait to taste it. I mouthed at him through his mouth, my tongue dragging over the thick length of him. I moaned in response, my hands trembling as I undid his belt. The office, the whispers, Damien, none of it mattered when Richard was inside my world, inside my soul, making me remember why I chose him. As our breaths slowed, as I lay against his chest, reality seeped back in. The company was divided. Damien was wounded and vengeful. And tomorrow, everything would be worse.

“You’re very handsome.” Ryan watched him for a few seconds, still wary, but soon smiled, as if he somehow sensed the sincerity in Richard’s gaze. He reached out his arms, asking to be picked up, and Richard didn’t hesitate. “Spider-Man,” Ryan said, waving his toy in front of Richard. The image of Richard holding my son in his arms formed in front of me, and something inside me shattered. How was this possible? How was Richard, the man I fought with, the one I had built a wall around for years, now so at ease with Ryan?

She could see a tuft of his chest hair, and felt her excitement rise. Then, bizarrely, she found herself wondering if Dante had chest hair like his father. She hadn’t seen his bare chest the night before, he had been wearing a tight white t-shirt... She shook her head again. No. This was her night. This was about her. Her and her husband. They were going to make love and make a connection again. Finally, Ramirez put down the phone and looked at her. He took in her large breasts, her narrow waist, and the pink panties beneath her teddy.