Leo X Raph Novels & Stories

Her face winced harder than that of Sophia. “Nice one, Ladies,” Sophia applauded. “Let’s try it again.” She repeated the routine and we followed along. Again and again, enjoying the feelings of new experiences. Was hoping for my head to be over the moon but it wasn’t. Not sure if this drink was as strong as Sophia had made it seem. Sophia held her glass, slightly shaking it, “Tell me something, Eira. What business do you have with Alpha Leonardo?”

Emilia and Jasmine where still seated but glaring at each other while poor Leo in between as though trying to prevent a fight from breaking out. “We better go before he loses it.” Raphael got up extending his hand to me. Blushing, I took his hand and we headed back to the rest of the group. “I didn’t know getting drink,” Leo glared at Raphael and I before shooting the same look at Pedro. “or Going to the bathroom took fucking hours.” “Sorry dude.” Raphael told him. “On the bright side, I got your favorite drink.” He smile sheepishly while waving the canned energy drink in front of his friend.

Raphael looked down from the window, his crimson eyes glowing like rubies in the sunlight. He let out a growl that resonated throughout the entire room, echoing in the walls. Raphael's body tensed, his muscles coiling as he prepared to leap out the window after the Silent Reaper. His eyes, glowing brighter, were fixated on the rapidly disappearing figure. His hands began to shift, claws emerging as his rage threatened to overtake him. "Raphael, no!" Logan's voice cut through the chaos. He moved swiftly, grabbing Raphael's arm and yanking him back from the edge. "You can't go after him like this."

Kyrian couldn't move. Raphael stood three feet away. Same height as Lorenzo. Same build. Same dark hair.But the eyes. Those eyes were exactly the same. Dark with gold. Lorenzo's eyes. "You're lying," Kyrian said. His voice came out rough. Wrong. "Am I?" Raphael tilted his head. "Look at me. Really look." Kyrian did. He didn't want to but he couldn't help it. The bone structure. The jaw. The way he stood. All of it was Lorenzo. But sharper. Colder. Like looking at Lorenzo through broken glass.

"I was finding it hard to hear the sound of my footsteps admist the commotion. What is going on here?" Leo looked away. He was holding an ice bag in his left hand, which I didn't notice earlier. "There. As you can see for yourself." Luna Rachael gestured to Leo. "So what?!" He growled under his breath as he frowned at me, revealing his battered face. I heaved out a disappointing sigh. When will this man ever learn that he was no match for Xavier?! "From the look on your face, it's Xavier, isn't it?" He didn't answer but grunted in annoyance.

I momentarily wondered what he looked like without his t-shirt. Moonlight filtered in through the window and I saw his face properly for the first time since meeting him. He had a chiselled face with mountainous cheekbones. There was something strikingly handsome about his face and dangerous too. Along his left eyebrow, there was a ragged scar. To get that kind of scar, he must have been in a really bad fight. "I still don't trust you," he whispered. "That and I had a dream about you running through woods." "Was I running from something?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest.

*** Raphael appeared in the doorway a few minutes later. He looked at Eve first. Then at Elena. Something passed between them, a wordless communication shared by two people who'd been coordinating around Eve's wellbeing for two days and had developed a system for it. Then he looked back at Eve with the expression he used when he was about to ask a question he already knew the answer to. "How are you feeling?" he said. "And I mean physically. Are you fully healed?" Eve considered lying. Decided against it, Raphael had an uncanny ability to know when she was lying before she'd even finished the sentence, which made the attempt mostly pointless.

“I act. And you will not take him.” A second figure emerged from the shadows: Xavier, brandishing a concealed blade eyes gleaming with dark intent.“Ah, such a predictable display of loyalty,” he said, stepping toward Leo’s room his presence a calculated threat. Giovanni reacted instinctively moving between the hall and Leo dagger poised. “Stay back!” she hissed. Russell’s golden eyes followed the movement, recognition and fury intermingling.“You are relentless,” he muttered almost a growl, his wolf vibrating beneath his skin. He pivoted positioning himself to intercept Xavier without leaving Leo unprotected.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

"Your fellow student engaged in illegal prostitution and hurt my people. If I leave just like that, do you think anyone in Little Xeottect's gonna take me seriously?" He bellowed, "Your turn, Kemp! This arrogant little *sshole needs a spanking!" "On it," Raphael answered with a small bow and approached Logan. "I had no idea Little Xeottect housed such a young, talented fighter like yourself. I suppose confining myself in East Minos has prevented me from learning about you." Raphael's reason for answering Dante's call was the ever-pragmatic "money." But the martial art master in him immediately took a shine on Logan, who he recognized as a rising talent, so he could not help but speak cordial