Rafe Cameron Quotes Novels & Stories

“Rafe played well today.” “Yeah,” I say, regaining my composure. “He was incredible.” “Your boy’s making a name for himself,” Damien murmurs, slipping his phone into his pocket. “Bet that feels good.” I hesitate for half a second before nodding. “It really does.” He studies me for a beat, something flickering behind his sharp gaze. “You’re overthinking something.” “I’m not.” I laugh, pushing his chest lightly. “You’re imagining things.” “Mmm.” He hums, unconvinced. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

“I can make a man beg with nothing more than my hands.” Rafe licked his split lip, eyes flicking toward Nova’s muffled voice outside the door—soft, soothing, trying to calm Isla. “You brought them here. Into this filth. Into this war. Brave, Maddox. Or stupid.” Cruz’s jaw flexed. He slammed his fist into the chair back, making the chains rattle hard. “Leave their names out of your mouth.” For the first time, the smile cracked. Rafe flinched—but then he laughed again, hollow and jagged. “There it is. That temper. That fire. You think you can scare me? You don’t know what I’ve already given up.”

“You’re lying to yourself.” “About what?” I ask, though I’m beginning to sense the answer. “That you can walk away,” he replies, voice steady yet shadowed. “Men like you don’t fall because they’re weak. They fall because they think they’re in control.” I rise again, this time with purpose, shaking off the weight of his words. “This isn’t about feelings,” I insist, my voice cutting through the air. “It’s about winning.” Rafe shakes his head, a hint of betrayal in his eyes. “That’s what you tell yourself. She’s going to ruin you.”

Which from Rafe means yes. I put my hands flat on my knees. I've been thinking about this for weeks. I know what I need to say. The only question has been whether I could say it clearly, from somewhere real rather than reactive, and I think... sitting in this living room on a Thursday afternoon with my son asleep down the hall and a burnt kitchen wall in my cottage and three men who ran into a burning building last night, I think I can.

Rafael said suddenly, and I smiled. "And I like him too. Believe me, I'm already suffering thinking about having to leave," I replied. "So why don't you stay?" he asked suddenly, and I hadn't considered that possibility even once. "My life is there, Rafa!" I argued, and he smiled. "Is it really, Rub? Or is your job there? Or do you just not want to give your mother that satisfaction?" He smiled at me. Rafa always had the ability to confront Raina and me with what we denied, as if he could see right through us.

the lady whom Raf presumed was the Moon Goddess of the werewolf world said. Raf heard Cassandra’s words and became confused. Suddenly he remembered Cole’s words and looked around in panic. “Calm down,” Adonis said, and Raf gave him a wary look. “Why?” Raf asked in a choked tone. The four shared a glance, and Cassandra stepped forward. She cupped Raf’s face. “When you have been through the worst, there is nothing you can’t handle. You will learn how to find the light in the darkness. You will be a fighter, and nothing will break you,” Cassandra said, and tears filled Raf’s eyes.

So we need to use it from the beginning not wait until we are backed in a corner for it to save us. “There are better things to yell that will motivate us, other than, do you want to die, because with how much you suck you’re going to,” Rafe says, now standing next to me as I stare off in the distance at nothing. “I haven’t said that, but I should. Because all of you suck.” “Thanks, love, that is encouraging. Makes me want to get back out there and do better.” “Your sarcasm sucks.” I say dryly, as I give him a small smile.

“Value a different set of equally admirable qualities in a Cadet.” “Tony,” Rafe says, leaning towards him, curious. “What are you talking about? What track are you?” “I’m sort of…between tracks.” Tony says cagily, though he’s unable to keep the smile from twitching at his lips. “No big deal. Let’s talk about Ari instead – so did you snipe all of those Cadets or –“

Nathan asked. "Do you know why you are tired? Because you live between two fires. Sooner or later, both will burn you... " “I told you already that I stand with you. What else do you want?” Nathan cut in. “Words don't count,” Rafael said sharply. “Cheap words. I want proof.” Nathan gripped the phone harder. “You want me to betray Emma again.”

“You are ours.“ I nod, speechless—though I don't fully understand what is happening. Rafe crouch lower in front of him. “We'll help you get away from him—especially that you pass the test earlier.“ He laugh, the childish and hearty sound lightens up the mood a little. “You were so impressive that we practically cum in our panties.“ I manage a small smile, a blush crept up my cheeks but warmth spread in my heart at the compliment. I become more free now. “You really did? I thought I was inexperienced.“