Rafe Cameron Fanfic Novels & Stories

Watching Rafael unfazed by what happened, instead of giving up, she got more adamant and slept with Aaron. At first, Aaron felt pity for her and was sorry for pushing Rafael to meet her and causing her so much pain. He wanted to be there for her as a friend because no one understood how hurt he felt when Rachel broke up with him. He thought his friendship with Kimberley developed into something special because of their mutual attraction.

The pursuit had been worthwhile. "Well, that was quite enjoyable!" Rafe exclaimed, stepping into Tricc's field of vision. His vibrant blue eyes sparkled like the myriad stars adorning the night sky. Rafe was a strikingly handsome man, and Tricc couldn't help but wonder, on more than one occasion, what it would be like to bed his own Beta. Such thoughts, however, crossed a boundary that shouldn't be breached. Nevertheless, there was no harm in indulging in wishful thinking, right?

I almost jumped out of the chair, but I immediately opened it and I knew I’d hit the jackpot. Rafe’s profile was mostly shirtless gym pics, most likely to impress his nonexistent fangirls. I made a mental note to use that against him once I got close to the DeLucas. But for now, I was more interested in the man who kept popping up in the background of his pictures. Adrian.

said Raven. "Seriously? I didn't know you were computer savvy?" Cael asked. "Yeah, sort of," said Raven. "Where's Tyler? Why hasn't he come with you?" Damon placed the tray on top of the table he was sitting on. "Why are you looking for Tyler? Are you one of his fans?" Cael asked. "Yes. I am Tyler's fan." Raven said. "I had a little crush on him." Cael glanced at Damon but said nothing. Tyler and Kyra arrived. Raven's smile broadened as she secretly glanced at Tyler. Cael, on the other hand, seems not in the mood.

ERICK 'I know it! Our mate has a wild side! I want to have a try and I'm perfectly sure, I'm going to like it!' Cirrus chortled in extreme excitement at what he heard. He howls in pleasure as he began to flash a scene where mine and Rafaella's lips colliding erotically as well as our body. 'Shut it, Cirrus!' I warned him sternly. Damn Cirrus! He sure knows how to provoke me!

Sam Style Ramos is an introvert person that captivated the heart of his ultimate avid fan. Sam’s grandmother is gravely ill , devoting himself and all of his effort to make her live longer even at the midst of Covid-19. By the help of the CAM application CEO, it opens a new opportunity for him. Mike as an avid fan helps Sam from his hardship and suicidal thoughts. The application makes sure Sam is the hottest streamer. By that time, he learned to strip off and entered the gay life which Mike Aquino Bautista tremendously waiting for. Thus, the application and heartbreak that damaged his entire life, will it give way for his heart to accept Mike without any hesitations?

He's here for god's sake! "Who's that, babe?" I heard Ria. "It's Raphaela, babe. She said she wants to go home." "Hmm. Why don't you fetch her?" "Is it okay with you?" I bit my lower lip. Ria's really lucky to have Royal. How I wished all boys were like him. He's so gentleman and everything you ever wanted to be with for the rest of your life. "What?" Ria chuckled. "It's okay, babe. I know she's your responsibility."

"I'm sure that Kamara would never want to see Caiden in front of her again after what I said. I've ruined their love." Kamara was soon back to sleep. Her body was still so weak that she was having trouble keeping her eyes open. She looked so frail on the bed that Caiden felt compelled to come closer when he returned to the room. Caiden's head was filled with recollections of the past since Kamara looked so little and curled up. With a leisurely approach, he covered her with Nate's old blanket.

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.”

I grimace, leaning back against Victor as I survey the variety of emotions that I see on everyone’s faces. Rafe looks just plain ill, leaning his head back against his headrest, gritting his teeth against the pain that runs through his body every time the packed van hits a bump or a pothole. His chest is wrapped tightly with bandages, the Beta medic recommending he be checked immediately for broken ribs. Next to him, Bridgette is anxious, worried, miserable. She stares at Rafe, eager to help his every need, but no knowing, precisely, how. My heart goes out to her, then. I wonder if Rafe chose her as his luna not only for her beauty and simplicity, but because he knew he could control her. As