Rafe Cameron X Reader Novels & Stories

That's all he said then turned me away. Lora and I were left looking at Rock walking back to the people he was talking to earlier. "Hmm…" I looked at Lora. "Why?" "Who are you?" "I'm Raffi." "How are you Mr. Rock Redwood?" "Friend?" Because I don't know if it's okay for this kid to tell who I am or not. "Friend? Girlfriend?" "No!" I immediately answered because I am not his girlfriend. "You know, stop stalking Mr. Rock Redwood."

Rafael was in his study going through the cameras placed by his men in the bank when his phone rang, he picked the call his mind still on what he was doing, the caller's voice was inaudible and he guessed poor signal contributed, all he head was corn and wall, he frowned wondering who could be calling but the next words he heard from the caller had him jumping up from his seat, he heard, "Crystal, help, Cornwall" before the line suddenly went dead. Crystal had called him requesting help, perhaps she was in Cornwall, although he won't know the specific place in Cornwall, he would search the whole of Cornwall to get her back.

*REMEMBER THAT THIS GETS DARKER AS YOU READ AND THE FIRST STORY IS A SLOW-BURN.* JAYDEN’s POV Rafael, son of Alpha Zane, isn’t just some glorified titleholder designed to make the females swoon and the Betas bark in submission. He is young, sinfully handsome, and tall with a broad chest that begged for tongues to slide over. The first time I heard his voice on TV, every word from his mouth curled like claws around my throat.

"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.

Rafael. His eyes slid down the slope of her bare shoulders, past the swell of her cleavage where the towel crossed, down to the curve of her thigh peeking out from the fold. “Room 1413?” he said, voice low, tinged with a roughness that didn’t match the uniform. Camille’s lips curled. “That’s me.” He pushed the cart just slightly forward, but didn’t enter. Still staring. Camille tilted her head. “Enjoying the view?”

“It’s really not a contest. But…don’t tell Ariel I have favorites, okay? Luca’s family too now, and I do love him. Jackson’s just…special to me.” “Secret’s safe with me,” Rafe murmurs, climbing into the helicopter and then holding out a hand to help his mother up. I’m still scowling as mom and Rafe climb into the helicopter, and when we take off and start to fly south towards the Academy. But as I turn to look out the window, the sight of Jackson reading through the magazine article about him breaks my mood and makes me smile. “What do you think?” I ask, leaning my head against his arm and peering at the magazine open on his lap.

I'll try to get home early to keep the frizzy bunny company. Me [I'm a sexy and plump bunny.] Renata sent a picture of herself taking a selfie with an adorable expression. Jaguar Chameleon I see you like this. I think I'm going straight home now. I missed you right away. Me [Doctor pervert!] Jaguar Chameleon [You're the one teasing me, you sneaky rabbit.] Renata smiled with tears rolling down her cheeks. That was the chat two days before the incident. And their last chat Even though they were this close, like any other normal couple, why did Renata have to doubt him for a moment?

Rafa smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Look," He pointed upward and Caleb obeyed and stared at the room that seemed to have been thrown into a state of flux. The room was a blur of colors. a stray tear escaped his lids and he sniffed softly. This is the first time he would see the colors of his Pheromones and it was beautiful even as the Dominant Red and Gold sucked up the Purple. Caleb knew from the Pheromones that Rafa wanted more, he wanted to eat him up just the same. "But I won't do that," Rafa spoke, and Caleb smiled, he knew he just read his thoughts. "Not today at least, you need to rest, I will fix your breakfast and wake you up when it's ready," He muttered and pre

before filling her and walking away without another word, leaving her trembling against warm metal. Rafe preferred the shower after a long run—sweat and road dust still on his skin. He’d drag her under the spray the second he stepped inside, pin her to the tiles, lift one of her legs over his hip, and thrust in deep while water pounded their bodies. He rarely spoke—just fucked her like he was punishing her for existing, for making him want her this badly. When he came he’d bite down on her shoulder—hard enough to mark—then wash her hair with rough tenderness before leaving her dripping against the wall.

One second. Then the door behind her opened with the emphatic impact of a door that had been opened by someone who had been waiting to open it, and Rafe was in the doorway with twelve wolves behind him, and the expression on his face was the satisfied expression of a man whose plan had just completed its final step. She heard Cain say her name again, clearer this time, and then his hands were on her, and she focused on the specific warmth of them as the anchor that kept her from going further under than she had already gone.