Rafe Sadler Novels & Stories

“We are so happy for you.” “This needs further celebration!” Benjamin announced. “Tell me about your plans.” “You must have a prospect date,” Adam said. “Yeah. Enlighten us a bit. Let’s see what we could help,” Carter suggested. “Actually, we’re starting from scratch,” Rafe said, making sure everyone was listening. “After all, Savi deserves something much more... real... and we want something more private.” He clasped me closer to him. “Isn’t that right, love? Didn’t you say we have a lot to do?”

The circle was going to force my power out, and I would pass the trial, and Caleb would kill him. Rafe’s eyes were blazing, he was straining against the rogues holding him, the bond strained and muffled, suddenly screamed with a single, clear emotion from him. Not fear for himself. Pride. And then, a command, not through the bond, but through the sheer force of his will, his lips forming the words across the distance. “LET GO.” He didn’t want me to fail for him. He wanted me to fight. The moonbeam hit my boots.

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

"So who's been with you lately? Rafe told me his alterego was getting stronger. He's worried that his alterego will hurt you while you're here, whereas he himself might be deactivated by his alterego. So Rafe asked me to watch over you. But I've got reports that Rafe is out of the country and you're doing well at home. I feel safe not to watch you too much when I'm busy with seminars." “I didn't know Rafe was worried about me like that. All this time I was with Xena. He does have a dark and evil personality. At first it was like that. But lately Xena's attitude has changed. I tried to love him and treat him more gently. You know that Rafe's dark side emerged because he experienced various ki

“You don’t get to martyr yourself and call it strategy.” “I’m not a martyr,” he replied. “I’m a gambler.” A beat. “This was my last gamble.” Silence stretched between them, raw and exposed. Finally, Alyssa spoke, quieter now. “You could have told me.” Rafael met her gaze. “And watched you stop me?” She had no answer. Outside, the city lights flickered. Somewhere across town, Davin realized the ground beneath him had shifted. Rafael had sold his empire.

"You're mine. Fucking mine. No one... No damn one touches what's mine. I'll have their head rolling to the floor and send you their dick to remind you of that. Don't fucking test me, little hornet." His words sent a chill down my spine, my eyes widening in terror-even as the pleasure still throbbed through me. Rafael is a man of his word. What he fucking says, stands. A nd the fact that he was responsible for killing Cole? Only made his threat feel terrifyingly real.

He paused, clearly listening to someone on the other end of the line. Then he chuckled. “Calm down. Two weeks will be here before you know it.” Another pause. “I know, I know. I want it over with too. Believe me, I can’t wait to kill him.” My blood froze. “I’ve waited long enough,” Rafael continued. “This time, no mistakes. The moment the ceremony is done, the moment the cameras are off… he disappears. Quietly. Permanently.” He laughed again, softer now. “God, he’s so trusting. You should’ve seen him this morning, begging me to slow down. Baby, slow down,” he mocked with a syrupy tone. “He really thinks I care.”

He laughed. "Seriously though I'm not just the bartender. I'm also the bouncer," "You're a twig, I'm pretty sure even I could take you." I laughed. He gave me a smile that made me shiver. "Black belt in Muy Thai and fiteen years training in MMA." He popped his knuckles and his neck. (Mixed Martial Arts) "I retract my previous statement." I said raising my hands in surrender. He laughed and went back to work. Rafeal's POV

Only if you agree to it". Rafe said it all looking straight into her eyes. He didn't falter, he didn't hesitate. "Yeah it is too soon to say Rafe. But, I know where you are coming from. I have waited for a long time to find a stable relationship. I am not thirteen years old. I am twenty six. Yes I have a stable career, and I would expect to continue working until I want to work. But I want to settle down. I want someone to hold me in my weak states, when I am tired, when I am exhausted. And I would love it if the person is understanding and mature enough to consider me his equal and not a subordinate". She let him hold her closer until they were a breath apart.

“So, he’s promised me in the coming months, he’ll move forward with the pass over. I feel ready for the role, and I want him and my mom to take some time to travel and see the world outside the Pack walls.” “That’s admirable Kate. Whatever happened to the kid who was stupid enough to reject you?” After an awkward pause, I share the story about Rafe recently and how he’s currently in therapy and seems to be doing better. “You are an amazing woman, not many would have given him another chance at life. I’m not sure what I would have done, but I can assure you therapy would not have been at the top of my list,” he laughs.