Argus Dan Rafaela Novels & Stories

Rachel asked and I had to laugh at her expression. "My magical globe. I control the water. ..and also practice witchcraft. It was a talent from my Nana. That was how I got here. I can open portals that can lead u anywhere" She announced "Aren't you just lucky?" Rachel mumbled again. "So now you are here, you found Rosella, what next?" That was the exact thing on my mind. "Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland"

He looks at me with those cold, unemotional eyes, but there’s a warm smile on his lips that would fool God Himself. My stomach flips over and my blood turns to ice. All I want is for the calm indifference to return. It’s better than the dead, nothingness. “Raffie!” Angie exclaims and runs over to her brother. “I thought you had to work.” Rafael trains his eyes on me. “I moved some things around.” He turns his gaze to Angelica. “This was important to Madeleine.” For a moment, a little jolt of excitement gallops through me. But is it my imagination, or did I hear the slightest hint of sarcasm in his voice?

His face was torn with conflict. “Aurora… what are you doing?” he whispered, before making his choice. “Boss, we almost have Edgar!” Haris shouted when he saw Rafael changing direction. “Catch him! Don’t let him go!” Rafael barked, his voice sharp. “I’ll take care of Aurora!” With long, urgent strides, Rafael pursued Aurora’s direction. His breathing was heavy, his thoughts chaotic. He never imagined Aurora would run off with Marissa and Reynaldo instead of saving herself.

“I…” She started and paused. “Don’t even think of lying to us. If you know as much as I think you know about us, then you know we’ll smell the lie on you like we can smell your fear.” I warned her. “I am one of the last living descendants of the Sage wolves.” She said and my eyes widened in surprise. Even Gavrael was shocked. Then his shock became rage. He hated Sage wolves with every fibre of his being. “That’s not possible. Sage wolves have been extinct for a long time.” He said.

"I know you keep saying he's reliable but he seems like the type to get distracted easily. For all we know, he might hit on Alpha Grey himself." "First of all, Rafael isn't a dog," he replied. "He only hits on "beautiful people" in his own words, and Alpha Grey is a long way from that. He's hideous, both inside and outside. Second, he does get distracted easily but Rafael is arguably the most successful Alpha financially, and second most powerful, combat wise within our region. Your Alpha is an anomaly and you guys aren't exactly within our region. My point is that, he wouldn't be as successful as he is if he wasn't reliable."

Gero Sandoval: Will you be free this Saturday? I narrowed my eyes. I thought I already knew what he was trying to say. Raphaela Marcos: No. I have stuff to finish. Phew. Really, Raphaela? Raphaela Marcos: No. I have stuff to finish. Seen 10:38 am I heaved a long sigh and licked my lower lip. Seen meant he was going to reply. Gero Sandoval: ... He was typing. I thought I was going to die. Gero Sandoval

Hope flickered across his face so quickly it almost made me smile. “I'll do anything,” he said. “Anything you want.” “Luca tells me you have a daughter." I stood up, towering over him. "Ines. A hardworking girl who unfortunately likes to wander into places she doesn't belong.” Rafael went completely rigid. The color drained from his face until he looked like a corpse himself. "No. No, leave her out of this! She's innocent—"

She nestled against him, sighing happily, and soon fell asleep. Rafael stayed awake, tracing his fingers lightly along her arm. Suddenly, his fingers stopped. An image appeared in his mind. He was in the mansion, tense, arguing with Daniel. His son’s words echoed in his head: "Be careful, Dad. Sometimes one night is enough to change everything." Rafael frowned, his heart racing, craving more memories. He tried to focus, forcing his mind. A sharp pain began behind his eyes. He needed to remember Maitê. Urgently. As if it should have happened yesterday.

Could I trust Raffaele at all? .

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.