Rafe Khatchadorian Novels & Stories

“Terrifying.” “You have no idea. That’s his little brother Ryder by the cooler, also former Navy, and if you catch him staring at anything through that kitchen window, it’s probably Lila. He hasn’t shut up about her in months, poor bastard just hasn’t worked up the nerve.” He tips his chin toward a tall man with dark, watchful eyes leaning against the porch rail. “Rafael Santos. NSA before this. His wife Liora’s out on tour right now, some kind of dance thing, so he’s been a little more broody than usual.” “You people collect acronyms like baseball cards.”

"Frederick Chopin, darling. One of the most famous and influential piano composers and players in history. Why, his work is so original, filled with grace and so distinct that not many can ever compare to his work. He was Poland's most famous composer of his time," "Ok, I get it. He was famous." Leah cuts her off, folding her hands over her chest and scuffing as she looks out the window. "How much longer until we get there?" she asks, making Skylar give her another warning look, making her irritated. "Just a few more minutes," Ricky replies, grabbing Livie's hand, kissing her knuckles, and interlacing their fingers as Livie smiles. Ricky makes his way toward their destination, unaware they h