Ricky Kpop Novels & Stories

“Yes… Uncle, whoever you are… thank you for helping me.” Ricky sighed, half amused and half annoyed. “I’m not your uncle, little girl. My name is Ricky. Ricky Zayden Mascherano.” Hearing that, Olivia tried to focus her gaze. The name sounded unfamiliar, but the way this man spoke somehow made her feel a little safe. She took the cup of tea, sipping it slowly. Warmth spread down her throat. “Little girls like you shouldn’t be in nightclubs,” Ricky scolded firmly. “You couldn’t even handle a single drink. What were you thinking?”

Ricky said, dramatically crossing his legs and tucking some hair behind his ear. "Ricky!" Rachel and Amy yelled at the same time, looking at him in shock. "That's it, you are on time out." "Go get us more fries," Rachel said, murmuring apologies to Yandel as Ricky stood up. "Hi, I'm Ricky martins...just kidding, I'm just Ricky, my friends call me gay Rick," Ricky said, shaking Yandel's hands before leaving to get more fries. "No one calls you that," Rachel and Amy said at once, and Ricky replied by waving the middle finger at them since they were kids around, at least he had the decency not to curse when kids are around.

But they were about to find out just what Rick was made of. Rick called the first team to enter the arena. As the men moved forward, Rick arranged the men evenly spaced around with himself in the middle. He instructed the men to attack him all at once together. As the men moved towards him, he let them get almost within arms length before he lauched his own attack. With just one circular kick, all five men found themselves on the ground, rolling around in pain. Rick's attack was so swift, they really did not see it coming.

Secondly, that would be an inappropriate question. Instead, I asked her which artists she preferred listening to apart from BTS. She told me Eminem, Nicki Minaj, Cardi b, Sia, Machine Gun Kelly, Kid Ink and Panic! At the disco. "Who's Panic at the disco?" I asked. "You haven't heard of them? They're really good. Take this", she said, giving me the ear bud from earlier which I had returned. Then she played a very nice song. "That's 'high hopes' by Panic! At the disco", she said when the song ended.

He held back a chuckle at their curious faces. “Well…August is kinda demisexual..”Ricky started, “I mean, I don’t know about their emotional bonding and shit..but he’s only attracted towards my brother. It’s been years and he still has not moved on from Drake” Ricky struggled to explain the weird relationship of his brother with August. “Wow, that’s kind of sweet.” Arjun remarked, cutting the silence around them. Ricky snapped his head towards him with a frown.

Ricky’s cracking voice sounded borderline masculine as he called out to his friend with urgency, banging his fist on the back door of the truck. Ricky was sixteen years old, and he was the youngest Death Row Infantry-man who worked for the Death Row Corp. Carlos opened the armored truck’s automatic rear door to reveal a slender, pale-skinned Asian kid with a white mohawk and a black eye patch over his left eye. Ricky was an energetic young man, and he looked a little androgynous, which was why he struggled to grow a mustache beneath his developing nose.

I hated bullying and Slade could sometimes lose his whole personality over it. “I see you’ve slept in your clothes again,” Rick said to a boy as he pushed him up against the lockers. I could see that he had potential as a fighter, but he probably didn’t train enough. He was a wolf as was Rick and his friends, the difference being that Rick was part of a pack and the boy wasn’t. We walked closer to them and one boy glanced in our direction and whispered something to Rick. “Let him go,” Slade said. “Or what? You’ll make me?” Rick asked.

noel said and punched me slightly on my arm which made us all laugh. "well who is it?" Ricky asked and I smiled "it's.......quincy" said "WHAT?" they both exclaimed " yeah what wrong with that?" I asked confused "she's got beautiful eyes and her smile is a killer too I like Her" I said "you can't like her bro" noel said "why?" I asked "uhm....sorry I've to go my girlfriend is probably waiting" ricky said and made to leave "i think am gonna go with ricky to meet his girlfriend too" noel said and left with ricky.

My hands stay loose at my sides. But inside? Inside, I feel like I've been slapped. Not his type? Then why did he almost kiss me? Why did he keep eating my pussy? I swallow the lump forming in my throat. Ricky is still watching me. Waiting. I give him nothing. Ricky sighs. "That's why I need to bust his face off. I need to make him stay away from you. He needs to know his place — that he can't play with anyone's emotions just because his parents are A-list actors and rich."

"I'm not done yet. I don't care about anything or anyone, I'm not prince charming sweeping some girl off her feet. I make people who have wronged me in business pay, pay till they have nothing to pay for anymore. But my point is, I want to know you, everything that makes you put on that defensive controlled stance, what makes you laugh so fucking hard that I just want to listen to it, and what I'll do that'll make you call me Ricky and Rick and not fucking Mr. Mears." Jade Kimberly Raymonds was rendered dumb, speechless, mute and any other word that qualified her feelings. She said nothing, looking into his eyes and wondering what had come over him. What happened to annoying snobby asshole a