Young Rick Sanchez Novels & Stories

Ben said, heading out of the house. "Hate to break it to you babe but not everyone is a comic craze like yourself," Ricky said shaking his head. "Well I'm, just that I'm leaning towards Marvel a little, their movies get me," Yandel replied Rick's assumption. "Well not everyone is relevant," Ricky corrected himself before turning around to smile sweetly at Yandel. "I'm literally a Multimillionaire," Yandel reminded. "All I hear is pride pride pride honey, keep shoveling it into our face, we aren't complaining," Ricky came back.

“But I hate it when people disrespect my father. And that’s why I acted the way I did.” Ricardo’s expression remains hard to read. “Aww, darling,” he drawls mockingly. “You hate it when people disrespect your father?” His lips curl in amusement. “Well, five years ago, I was the reason your father almost went bananas for over twenty-five million dollars.” He leans in slightly with cruel satisfaction tinged in his voice. “I also killed most of his men.” He pauses, letting his words settle, then cocks his head. “Now, do you still want me at your birthday party?”

"Wait... Rick." Cathe was confused. "Who is Rick?" "Smith's younger brother also known as Hale's younger master," he said, fumbling in his pocket to get his phone. "There was a certain day he came to my clinic for a routine check up some months ago. We talked a lot that day—he is friendly and outspoken. Unlike his brother who always carried a cold demeanor. Rick is a club type. Loud music, loud friends, keeping out late— he practically lives in clubs." Cathe wrapped her hand around Tony's arm. "Then call him! Please!"

“And I like brides who bite.” “I only bite when someone puts his finger too close.” “Make a note of that, Ricky.” Ricky squeezed my waist lightly, just enough to remind me that this was his family. His night. His stage. I took a breath and put on the face I usually wore when men explained Latin American politics to me after reading two Bloomberg articles. Rhysand tilted his head. “Twenty-two, right?” I glanced at Ricky. He looked like he wanted to sink through the wooden floor.

“Smile again Riz and I'll cut your tongue off, “ I said to Rizzo whose smile immediately disappeared and I heard Angelo stifle laughter. “Okay, now the bad news is that I hacked into the gang’s Database and saw that they had been exchanging emails with several other gangs and it's not good because they are planning to rebel against you. But what caught my attention was that they exchanged more emails and calls with a certain Mr. Santiago Di Maria. One thing is for sure boss, War is coming to the underground world,“ Riz explained and clicked on the message that was sent by Mr. Santiago. It read “I have already told Diego and his men to eliminate Ricardo on his way from the mental home care, a

I reluctantly sat down. Ricky lit a cigarette and stretched it towards me. “You seem tense.” “I wonder why?” I replied in a sarcastic tone. The sight of the blood of the four men who were killed would not leave my head. “Fine, I am sorry,” Ricky muttered. “I am never going to pull a stunt like that without informing you.” I could not tell if he was genuine or not. I nodded my head then stood up. “You still don’t want your cut?” He asked, pointing towards the bundles of money on his table.

Rickard spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood and said in despair, “Why didn’t you tell me that earlier…” Steelification Doyen, Zeus Yankovich was an overlord whose reputation was widely known! Meanwhile, Kayson threw another punch. Rickard was so terrified that he turned ghastly pale and got down on his knees. “I surrender!” Kayson was unbothered and said, “Fickle-minded idiot. Do you think I’ll let you off?”

"We have Miku and Ricky here. Then, me and Rick are the youngest members." Aurelie glanced at Rick who has a fairly white complexion, blonde hair, and asian-like smiling eyes and is just quietly participating in their get to know stage. Rick is partly the opposite of Ricky, not because his name has no letter Y in the end, but because he is considered an introvert by the group because he likes to have his own little world, especially when he's alone. However, just like Yoel, Rick is also very friendly once people get close to him. He is known for his deep and sexy voice when it comes to rapping.

He chuckles at me. “Prince Lex Ricardo Santos. I like that.” I smile back at Lance, who takes a moment to look at his son, honoured with his uncle’s name too. The uncle that sacrificed his life so he could be born. “Hi Lex…woah!” I touch Lex’s fingers when his eyes flash to a strong scarlet red. “Yes there is no doubt that he is a lycan!” Felicity humours from the sidelines and I have to bite my tongue not to order her out.

He growled as he was being pulled away. “Wait!” Dad thundered and stormed up to him. “Who is your Dad?” I furrowed my brow as I wondered why Dad was asking. Ricko gulped, but he straightened up and growled. “Diego San-Pedro. Lord of San- Pedro Mafia ring.” Dad chuckled. “Him?” Ricko raised a brow, confused. “Do you know him, I’m sure you know how powerful he is then.”