Rafe Cameron Fanfic Novels & Stories

he added, stepping closer. “You’ve been unhappy lately, Camila. I can guarantee you’d smile every day if you were with me. But instead, you choose sadness.” He sighed. “I’ll never be with someone like you, Rafael!” Camila cried. “Not in this life, or the next, or any life connected to yours!” She glared at him, her tears betraying her defiance. Rafael laughed darkly. “No one connected to me? Too late.” Camila looked at him, confused. “What do you mean?”

in my dreams, cam looks at me the same way `\_(•~•)_/` @taylorscissorsiykwim yeahhh, but nt 1ce was camille spotted with her??? how can we make assumptions that the mystery girl is camille's friend?? @camerontaygirl WHAT IF THE MYSTERY GIRL IS CAMILLE'S LOVER AND CAMILLE IS A CLOSETED GAY AND CAMERON IS JUST LOOKING OUT FOR HIS SISTER AND GETTING ACQUAINTED WITH HIS SISTER'S LOVER??

" I grinned. "I-it's not—" I sat up and put my arms on the table. I clasped my hands as I propped my elbows there. "But you know what? That's a good suggestion." Uncle Connor's face lit up. "O-oh, right? I told you. I'm sure you'll like Raffi. Also, she's never had a boyfriend, so I know my daughter is clean." I just looked at him. I was secretly happy with what he said, but I didn't show it. I kept looking directly at him. After a while, I took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

He tries to maintain his composure, but I can feel the tension radiating off him. Rafe extends a handshake to Damon, who reluctantly lets go of me to accept it. "Good to see you again, Beta Damon," Rafe says, his voice steady. He had always been one to remind Damon that he was a Beta despite his marriage to me. "Likewise," Damon replies, his smile tight. I know without a doubt he despises Rafe the most out of the other Alpha's. Rafe then turns to me, his expression still emotionless. "Our Luna," he says, offering his hand. "It's a pleasure."

Rafael with Camille sitting beside him, her hand resting on a little girl’s back. Rafael turned toward me. “Amelia,” he said, holding out a file. “These are the papers. Sign them. Pack your things and leave.” He curled his arms around Camille, pulling her in. Camille added sweetly, “You should really learn to let go of what doesn’t belong to you.” She smiled. “Rafael was never yours. He’s made that very clear. Why are you still trying to leech onto him?” I raised my chin. My voice was soft and controlled. “It’s okay. I’ve heard enough of this nonsense.”

Ryan went completely still. Jamie forced himself to repeat it. “I don't want you.” The silence between them became unbearable. Ryan stared at him. Something inside him cracked. His wolf surged forward. Mate. Ryan moved before he could think. His hand closed around Jamie's wrist. Jamie gasped. The instant their skin touched, the bond exploded between them. Heat raced through Jamie's body. His breath caught. Ryan felt it too. The connection. The pull. The sudden rush of warmth that made every instinct inside him scream.

The old life he left behind seemed small and far away. As sleep started to pull him under, Rafe’s hand stroked down his back and rested on his swollen belly. “Rest, my love,” Rafe murmured. “Tomorrow we start our real life together. And every full moon after this, I will fuck you just like tonight. Hard. Deep. Until you howl my name.” Kai shivered with fresh heat at the promise. Even exhausted, his body answered with a trickle of slick. He closed his eyes, safe in his alpha’s arms.

I started forward, the bike’s engine a low growl under my boots, but Blade’s hand yanked me back. “Patience.” He kept it low. “Not yet.” Rafe’s head tipped, as if admiring a solved puzzle. “This is exactly the tension I wanted. Watch your lover become a god. Or watch him fall. Either is delicious.” “Cut the theatrics, Rafe,” I said. The rage was close to the surface, hot and blinding. He shrugged again. “You don’t get to order the stage, Cruz. You come into my city and expect me to roll red carpets?”

"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.

ERICA Raffael’s glare burned into me like fire, his jaw clenched so tight I could almost hear his teeth grinding. “Who the hell do you think you are, Erica?” His voice was low but filled with so much venom it made my chest tighten. “Entertaining your little lovers under my roof?” My heart sank as I stood frozen, trying to steady my breathing. “Raffael, it’s not what you think—” “Not what I think?” He cut me off, his voice rising. “I walk into my club and see you trying to lock lips with some nobody, and you dare tell me it’s not what I think? Don’t insult my intelligence.”