Young Rick Sanchez Novels & Stories

They all glared at the Supreme apprentice dressed in black. It was Ricky Shafer, who only had eyes for Zephyr Khan. “Who knew Maxim would keep a b*stard like him!” Ricky commented. “Hmph, that boy has no future here. Cripple him if you wish, I’ll leave it to you to do whatever you want!” Ethan scoffed with an uncaring smile. “The only person we should be concerned with is that b*stard Yang. Apparently he has some ancient bloodline within him. We mustn't underestimate him, you must… cripple him as well!” Ethan said sternly, with hints of deadly intent. “Not to worry, master, leave it to me!” Ricky said, glaring at Yang. He had an air of envy that floated about him as he coldly uttered that pr

“Should I tell you the number of times that my son was injured since meeting your granddaughter? Or should I keep it up to you to understand that he is NOT safe around you or her. If anything, he seems to be getting more hurt as it goes, and YOU seem to be encouraging it.” “Both are getting injured just like we did. Unlike Lucas, they are going to be trained. They are going to know how to fight the devil when he…” Luna Claudia’s hand came in contact with Mario’s cheek as she slapped him. Her eyes were filled with tears, and looking at Diego, I didn’t need to be a genius to realize that Lucas was his older brother.

"Actually, I should have phrased that as, he was a badass. He's reformed now supposedly. Saw the light and all that. Currently he works helping juveniles to get out of gangs and off the streets." "Sounds like a saint. He a hacker too?" "No. Think of him as muscle. Part of his job, other than making friends with the more unsavory elements, is to keep your lily-white ass safe from those who might be tempted to see what it looks like when you do bend over to grab that bar of soap." "Oh, no, please don't tell me he's going to be my-" She laughed. "Ricky, short for Ricardo, is your new cell-mate boyfriend."

The Swift Security Series Tank Chapter 36 *The Ricco Brothers * The Ricco brothers Rafello, John and Adam Ricco. Owners of Donovan's nightclub and various other businesses in the area. The Ricco Brothers are well known for supplying anything….. Whatever you're after, the Ricco brothers are the ones who can get it. Drugs, weapons, counterfeits and women…. Yeah, sick! The oldest of the brothers, Rex, or who we now know as Rafello, is 42 years old and the head of the Ricco clan.

Rico stumbled into the light, his sweat dripping. Marquez stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. “Do my eyes deceive me, or has a ghost walked into my house?” Rico fell to his knees without thinking. “I didn’t know—I swear, I didn’t know this was your place.” Marquez exhaled smoke, studying him like prey. “You think I don’t know who you are? Rico… Kroos’s dog. The one who shot Sandro Danso.” His voice darkened, venom dripping from every word. “Do you know Sandro was like a brother to me, my right hand man? And you—” He pointed, rage barely contained. “You ended him.”

He said, "You're beautiful, like an angel. I'm going to drag you down to my hell." When Rory turned off the video, I was already crying uncontrollably. He brought me tissues and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Fiorenzo Ricci's early nickname was The Undertaker. Anyone who witnessed his crimes, aside from those gang members who followed the code of silence, was eliminated." He paused. "But you were the exception." I steadied my emotions for a moment, my eyes resolute. Then I said, "Tell me what you want me to do."

“He tried to rape you and he did assault you. A fellow pack member… the fucking future Luna of this fucking pack, his pack! He took the oath…He has to pay..” “What are you going to do?” I asked. “I’d like to rip his disgusting hands off his body and shove them down his throat…” Zac sucked in a deep breath before continuing “..but, I can’t do that without repercussions from the Council. I need to talk to Grayson he’ll keep me from being the sadistic prick I want to be..” I just nodded back at him. The memories of that night swirl through my mind. This was so much, the last couple of days have been so much, too much.

“You didn't see anything lena and even if you did, act like all that you saw never existed and you were in a trance, hope that's understood “ rick said to me in the most commanding voice . “You can't tell me what I saw rico, you can't tell me that “ I yelled at him angrily . I was so pissed that he done that and here he was telling me trash . Rico walked towards me and grabbed me harshly by my chick whole starting directly into my eyes like he was looking for something in it that he just couldn't find at all . I didn't know where the strength came from or the mind that I had at this point but the next thing that I did was pull his hands away from my face and before I could control myself, I

He pressed it to his face, the fabric already damp from someone else’s blood. “You’ve got a death wish or what?” a voice said. Sudan looked up. The guy leaning on the ropes couldn’t have been more than twenty-five. Tattoos crawled up his neck. His grin was all teeth. “Don’t need a wish,” Sudan muttered. “Just a reason.” The guy snorted. “Plenty of those around here. Name’s Rico.” “Sudan.” Rico’s eyebrows lifted. “Like the country?” “Yeah.” “Cool. You hit hard for a guy who takes punches like he wants to feel them.” Sudan didn’t answer.

"If you touch him again, I’ll make sure you die worse than your father." "Ha! Hahahaha!" Ricky’s laughter filled the room, wild and twisted, as though he had heard the most amusing joke. "You think you still have the power to threaten me? Don’t be naive, Shawn Hansley. Right now, you’re nothing more than a fish on the chopping block. I can slice you however I please!" After saying that, his eyes slowly scanned the four men, his voice light and mocking. "Come on, speak up. What’s it going to be? Are you going to be heroes, or are you going to be cowards?"