Rafael Barba Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Then tell me the truth, Rafael. No more shadows. No more secrets. Why me?” His throat worked around the confession. “Because when I was a boy, before all this... I met a girl in a war zone. She was hiding in a closet while her family was slaughtered. I helped her escape. She kissed me on the cheek and told me not to forget her name.” Her breath caught. “Rafael...” “I never did,” he whispered. “Your name was burned into me. Even before I knew what obsession was.” Tears welled in her eyes. “That girl was me.”

Rafaello hands me my Barbie lunch pack which was filled with food, closing the door. "Have a great day" He says and Nico revs the engine driving off.

“Which is unfortunate, really. Because now I'm the only untouched, stress-free, incredibly attractive bachelor in this family.” Rafael replied casually, "You dated a bartender for three hours and cried when she blocked your number. "Blocked?" Riccardo gasped. "She changed her phone." I snorted before I could stop it, pain tugging at my healing side as I did. Rafael noticed, instantly sobering. "How you feeling, really?" he asked, voice lowering. I breathed in. "Still stitched. Still alive. I'll take it." Riccardo poured himself coffee. “You scared the hell out of her, you know.”

Rafaela then pulled out her sword, she was about to stab Helena from behind, Helena could hear the sound of the sword being pulled out, suddenly her body trembled, she couldn't see, panicked and confused how to deal with this situation. "You don't need to be afraid Helena, one slash, I'll speed it up so you don't feel the pain," said Rafaela. “Why do you have the heart to do this, Raf? Don't you remember? We used to often play and share food together? Why are you doing this, Rafaela?!” Helena said hysterically, she was really confused right now, she didn't know what to say, she was really nervous and scared. "There's no need to say much more, I will end all of this!" said Rafaela.

Luca Pov The ice clinks against the glass as I swirl my drink, the dim light of the bar casting soft shadows across the table. It’s a quiet refuge—booths lined with rich leather, each offering a veneer of privacy. Rafe, seated across from me, leans back, arms crossed, a skeptical look etched on his face. “She’s not like the others,” I state, my voice steady despite the weight of my conviction. Rafe scoffs lightly, the sound echoing in the still air of the bar. “You’ve said that before. Usually right before everything goes to hell.”

The only thing I can do is try to salvage my pride and stave off embarrassment as best I can. "Maybe I like it tough," I grumble under my breath. Rafael's laugh is sudden and loud, shaking his whole frame and pulsing through the air around us. My heart can barely handle being so close to him, this nearly kills me. "You like it tough?" "I like to eat as fast as possible and get it over with." I shrug and open the beers, passing him one while I neck my own. "I would have thought that Beta's daughter was more spoiled than that," he says, casually dropping that he knows who I am. Like it was nothing.

Feel a non-existing lump on her throat, she swallowed. "No... Nothing" as her lips parted she said these words, she saw as a mischievous smile sprang up his face "Oh, I thought I heard something" he pinched her nose, his gaze inside her Eyes was intense, she wants to look away but she found herself lost in his gaze "You heard nothing" He smirked as he Patted her head softly as he said "Good Kitten" Rafa was in a room upstairs, he entered the room, the room was dim light blue, there was a mini bar, nice luxurious furniture, a big size TV and a Strip poll in the middle. Alex could see Rafa who was pouring himself some wine.

Rafael took a sip from his glass, looking around, he was waiting for Caleb to show up, he promised his wife that he was going to meet up with Caleb after they return from Bora Bora and he didn't want to break his promise to her, he understood what both her and Armani were talking about he knew it won't just change in a day, it did with Nicole but it won't with anyone else like the saying goes, 'Rome wasn't built in a day,' so he hoped to take it slow and hopefully he will get there soon. "Hey, man" Caleb greeted as he walked into the bar, the man was calmer than usual and Rafael didn't like it one bit, he felt responsible for Caleb's new change of attitude towards him. "Are you okay Caleb? Y

The way he says it—*he took something from me*—makes my stomach lurch. “I’m not a trophy in your pissing contest,” I say. “No,” he agrees. “You’re the only thing that ever made me care who won.” The words hang between us, startling and raw. Before I can respond, footsteps pound down the hall. “Luna!” Rafael’s voice. He barrels around the corner, curls a mess, shirt half‑buttoned, eyes wild. Two of Dante’s men step in front of him. Rafael shoves one back with more force than I’d expect from a guy who spends most of his life in a studio.

Rafael remarked. His interactions with me had been friendly, making me feel safe and trusting of him. Despite yesterday's proximity and my attire, he never made me feel insecure, even if he would take occasional glances at my body, and it was because I felt loved that way that I let myself go. After knowing more about him yesterday, I sensed a connection and similarities between us, both guarded individuals. After learning more about him, I felt a stronger connection. His pain was evident in his voice, and I empathized with the challenges he faced at a young age. I wished I could do something for him, but all I could do was let down my own barriers in his presence.