Bayverse Raphael Novels & Stories

Raphael turned around to check if he was speaking the truth and he was surprised to see a guy in black hood standing beside his car. "Alright am coming" Raphael replied, leaving the shop and going to his car. He didn't talk to Lucifer upon seeing him knowing the paparazzi might be watching and instead opened his car and sat inside. Lucifer joined him moment later "Good to see you again Boss" Raphael was elated to know that he was still alive; the scar in his face seemed to have begun erasing slowly. "Care to explain how you both did it?"

Otherwise, why would Edgar have the nerve to attack them? Raphael sat in the car and would not stop hitting his thighs. He regretted not being involved with the underground organization, and now, he had no means of taking revenge. However, Javier told him, "You don't have to worry about this. I'll do it for you." Raphael was cranky. "Who do you think you are?" Javier replied, "I remember my true identity now. I’m Javier Kersey!" "Javier Kersey?!" Raphael ran his own business too, so he had certainly heard of Javier Kersey.

Raphael expressed truthfully, giving the smiling man a firm handshake. David had always been such a happy man. It was one of the reasons why Raphael kept him so long, despite the fact that he drove a little slower than how he preferred. It almost made him sad losing the only 'somewhat friend' he had. "Was a pleasure sir. I hope you find what you seek in The Bahamas. I hear it's a lovely country." "That it is." Raphael's lips tilted up for a quick second, but not because of the island he was moving to, but because of a certain girl he met sixteen years ago on that very island.

" You do ? " "Yes I do. I did some research and it turns out that Jeremiah is not Bellie and Blake's father. He went out on assignment and got injured 4 years before the twins are born. Raphael that's always been a doctor which doesn't make sense why Jeremiah would hurt his own children. " " Unless his children were not his ... " " I had Blake do a bit of research and I also did my own. Raphael is the twin's father . Jeremiah had a vasectomy and when I compared notes with your newest recruite he knows the truth and he is playing the rebellious son role perfectly . "

Raphael crashes to the ground. “No!” I cry, watching the man I love beaten mercilessly. “Brian, stop! You’re hurting him!” Raphael tries to shield himself and fight back, managing to break free. Blood trickles from his mouth and nose. “Are you okay, my love? Let’s just go, we’ll find another way. I can’t let him hurt you like this,” I beg. “No,” Raphael says, wincing. “We’re not leaving without Gael. I won’t abandon our son.”

Kelvin replied calmly. Lucian chuckled. “What did you just say?” “Yes, boss, Rapheal, I'm certain he's the one.” Kelvin replied firmly. “Did you just say Raphael?… The same Raphael went AWOL.” Damon asked curiously, staring at Kelvin. “Yes, he's the one. This was also my reaction when I heard his name. I didn't want to believe it, but it's the truth: Raphael is coming back into the picture, and he's planning something big.” Kelvin implied with a strong tone.

“You’re the boss, not him. You decide what kind of man you want to be.” He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Okay. I’ll talk to Raphael. Maybe there’s another way.” I nodded, relief washing over me, but I was still uneasy. I knew Adam’s world didn’t work like that, didn’t bend to mercy. But I had to believe he could be different, for us, for our baby. Later that day, Raphael arrived at the villa, his face all business. He didn’t look happy, but he never did. We sat in the living room, the windows open to let in the sea air. Adam leaned against the wall, arms crossed, while Raphael spread papers on the table, photos, maps, names.

Boston, "Is that not Dr. Raphael's voice? What's he doing in your bar?"

Some of the bystanders from East Minos jerked backward as soon as they heard Raphael's name. "Raphael Kemp?! He used to work as the bodyguard for East Minos' richest man, Morgan Nielsen. And then he started several martial arts schools, and all of them were popular!" "I mean, he's one of East Minos' most elite martial artists. He was even the National Martial Arts Championship adjudicator last year!"

Even when I went to the states, our friendship never died and so we continued when I came back. * * * * * ' Give me a bottle of Hennessy.' I said to the bar boy. ' Raph, what do you care for?' I asked Ralph who was busy staring at his camera. Raphael loved photography and drawing a lot. Even though he is a businessman just like me, he still makes out time to take pictures of almost everything around him and also draw. ' What are you staring at?' I added a little bit louder and watched him flinch.