Rafe Cameron Actor Novels & Stories

Where Rafe's parents had gone separate ways when he was fifteen, Chelsea's parents died in an air crash. She said she didn't even get to complete her degree when she was working as a waitress in a restaurant where Marcus found her. And since then she was associated with Caroline who made sure she was properly fed and completed her degree in law. Not a lawyer to say, but with Caroline she had got a grip and she was a learner in process. Rafe took her out to a park over a lake and brought out the blankets to sit on the grass. "I have been dying to ask you since we met today or I should say it's been months. I don't even remember how long. But I think I cannot stay away from you.

she asked, changing the subject. He lowered the hand that held the towel and confessed, “Sometimes.” She walked into the room. “That’s not good for you.” “It’s Rafe.” Huh? “What?” “Call me Rafe, not DeLuca, not Rafael. Rafe,” he said, slowly approaching her with the smooth movements of a wildcat. Talia swallowed hard as she watched him, his wet hair spread out over his forehead, shiny black and magnifying the intensity in his eyes. That shower hadn’t just refreshed him, clearly.

"Nahh, that didn't last, five years running, we hit a massive loss and we had to shut down the business but I already had something starting up with Diego and Rafe" "Rafe? Who is Rafe?" I asked, my brows deepening. "Rafe is Nathan's uncle, don't ask me to explain but their family is fucked up big time" Damon replied. "But why haven't I met him?" "Why do you want to meet him?" "I think it's only right, I mean Mom and I know Diego and Nathan but this Rafe is also important in your life and we have never met him, plus I must thank him" I explained.

“You need him… dramatic. Untouched. If you drag him here now, he’ll be fighting you every step of the way. It’ll be messy. The Seer might not like it.” Caleb’s eyes narrowed. “Go on.” “Take me instead, right now chain me, do whatever you want, I'm the leash Cain made for him, right? Use me, as a guarantee. Luca stays hidden, safe, until the full moon. “You get your perfect, cooperative Omega for your ritual, and you get me.” Rafe’s gaze was unwavering. “You’ve always wanted me Caleb, here's your chance.” My heart was slamming against my ribs. “Rafe, don’t you dare!” I shouted, scrambling forward.

For the first time, Alejandro felt the crushing weight of pressure—not just from the company crisis, but because Camila was missing. MEANWHILE, AT RAFAEL’S PLACE*** Rafael strode into the house where he was keeping Camila. A smug smile played on his lips as he saw her watching the news. "Your hero seems like he might need saving himself," he mocked, his voice laced with amusement. Camila shot him the coldest glare. "What do you stand to gain from all of this?" she asked sharply. Rafael feigned a look of hurt and sank onto the couch. "Unbelievable. You’re still defending him?"

We all stare at him. He lets out a deep breath. “I probably shouldn’t say anything since he doesn’t know about it himself yet, but Rafe is going to be heading to San Francisco, Damien explains. “What? No…” I shake my head. “No! Come on, we just got this thing working!”

As awful as the quality is, there's a dead-on shot of my face right before Rafe leaps into action. The question, then, is who will see this? Is this juicy enough for any of the celebrity gossip blogs to pick up? Or for people who work in this industry to seek out? Rafe has a reputation for being a player. And as far as I know, he isn't cheating on anyone. He probably shouldn't have grabbed the guy with the cell phone, but it's not like he was arrested for assault. I'm thinking - hoping - that this is just ordinary enough to pass under the radar. Everyone is focused on Luca and Dante right now because of Cataclysm: Earth.

"Hmmm, who could it be?" "You know this trash isn't going to pick itself up…” Zeo said, deflecting. Suddenly, Camlo gasped again, and this time it took Zeo by surprise. Her hand went to her chest. “Oh my God, you have got to stop doing that.” “RAFAEL LAMINGTON?!” Camlo’s eyes were literally bugging out. She was afraid to deny it because Camlo knew her so well she'd be able to tell she was lying in a heartbeat.

She rolled her eyes, but there was something deeply satisfying about the way he held her, like she belonged nowhere else but by his side. Just then, a familiar voice called out, “Kieran.” They turned to see Rafe approaching from a hallway that branched off toward what looked like offices. He was dressed casually, but there was always a grounded intensity to him that made Aria feel like he was always planning something in the background. “Do you have a minute later?” Rafe asked. “I want to go over the route to the Ashfall territory before we head out.” “Yeah,” Kieran nodded. “Give me twenty minutes, I’m just heading back to shower, and I’ll be right back.”

Ninety two *Freya* Rafe looked so vulnerable lying there, his handsome face unnaturally pale, dark lashes fanned out against his sculpted cheekbones. Tears prickled my eyes as I stared at him. I'd always found him breathtaking, but now, with the knowledge of what he'd risked for me, what he'd sacrificed, he'd never seemed more beautiful. Or more beyond my reach. Rafe was everything I'd ever wanted. Strong, brave, compassionate. A true leader who inspired loyalty in all those around him. His people adored him, and with good reason. He always put their needs before his own.