Novel & Cerita Bb X Rae

“Rae, get a swimming suit ready and bring it to me, let me use these few days to do something good before lucifer comes back” Rae’s face saddened with my words but I wasn’t wrong. She nodded and left. She came and handed me a red two pieces swimsuit perfectly fitted for my size. The bra was sleeveless with a silver ring in the middle holding de two parts and the under had to be tied on the sides and hanged perfectly on my waistline.

She was about to pull out when the sound of footsteps came from the corridor entrance. Everyone turned. Rae walked in. She was upright and steady, still a little pale, but her chin was level and her eyes were clear. She looked around the garage once, taking stock of everything in it the way she always seemed to… quickly, quietly, missing nothing. Then she looked at Selene. “I want to race,” she said. Selene’s expression went flat immediately. “You shouldn’t even be out of bed.” “Then it should be easy to beat me,” Rae said.

He gave it back to me and let me enter. I search the whole area and I saw Jesse in the counter talking to a guy. I walk closer to see who is he talking too and I recognize it is the famous Rick Fox “Hey Jesse” I called Jesse and he looked up on me. “Oh hey, you are already here. Uhmm are you tired sorry for inviting you here. And by the way he is Rick Fox the owner of this bar and a friend. He is also an actor” Jesse explained. “Nice to meet you bro.” Rick said and he extended his arm.

The next moment, Raven throws himself at me, wrapping his arms and legs around me so that I stumble back and we both crush down on the sofa. “You’re fucking kidding me!” he yells. “You’ve got to be screwing with me! I’m going to see them live? No shit, James? You’re my fucking favorite person in the world, you know that? I fucking love you, do you know that?” I can see Catherine in the background, wincing at his string of curses. She catches my eye and mouths, ‘What is it?’ “Two tickets to a ‘Fake Drug’ show in Harrisburg,” I growl, trying to unglue Raven from me. “Come on, dude, let go. Seriously, you’re overreacting.”

“So, help me BRAXTON…if you steal my food again…!” I grin from ear to ear as my other best friend’s mate and our Luna, glowering at her mate, Alpha Braxton! Rae is a spit-fire red head that has been through hell and back since her mother died when she was only 16 years of age. Apparently, Braxton had stolen a piece of her numerous slices of bacon that were on her plate! He had a mischievous smile plastered on his face, his wolf obviously not shying away from the challenge that she had just issued. “Tell me, my love, what will you do if I don’t stay away from your food?”

"I'm Rae. Come on, let’s do your makeup. Madam Tina asked me to help you since she got called by Boss Kyros." "Sure," I said, smiling. "Uh, Rae?" I hesitantly called out to her. "Yes? What is it?" she asked, smiling warmly. "Could you help me with my makeup? Honestly, I don’t know how to do it. I only brought this lipstick," I admitted shyly. She laughed and shook her head. "Goodness, Lyrica. Come here, I’ll teach you. But next time, buy your own makeup, okay?" I smiled and thanked her.

I could complain, I've been home for days and I've never had a chance to take a walk then another mission, or at least that's what I thought. “Hello, Mr. Raiko, the IW president wants to talk to you”, said by Sabrien. White hair match with brown eyes. A fellow assassin. I could say, she is beautiful, wise, intelligent and a very good friend too. “But he is still in meeting with the senators. Please do wait for a moment”, she added. “Yeah sure”, I replied with a tone of annoyed with the situation.

I knew there I would find people I had helped deceive. Entering the kingdom, I was blocked by a jinni. "State your business." He asked, and I knew this was why I was sent here. "My name is Balarabe. The Mai'Aljannu of Rayuwa, I am here on a personal trip to aid the jinni in her war." I lied. The light instructed me to show it the mark of the jinni, which was surprisingly located on my left upper arm. The jinni verified the mark, and I was granted access.

The walls tick as they cool. She is not Mia. He knows that. He keeps almost saying the other name anyway. Rae. Black cropped top stuck to her spine. Gold hoop warm from her skin. A mouth that argued with the support act and won. Same voltage. Same way of standing like the room should adjust. Kenji watches her throat when she drinks — the lift, the swallow, the shine of it — and has to look away because the ghost is in the gesture, not the face. “Don’t look at me like I’m someone else,” Rae says.

At first I wonder who the hell would be here this late—Rae has keys—but when I swing the door open, I realize why she didn't use them. Yara's standing on the doorstep, breathing like she just ran a marathon, barely holding up a very drunk, very swaying Raelynn. The moment Rae's eyes find mine, they light up like fucking Christmas morning, and I have to hold my breath to keep my heart from beating out of my chest. Her cheeks are flushed pink, her hair is a beautiful disaster, her pupils are dilated, and her oversized shirt is sliding off one shoulder. She's an absolute mess, but somehow she still manages to completely wreck me.