Raphael Tmnt Nightwatcher Novels & Stories

I’m not sure mine are any better, but I made up one about the ghost that lives in the river, and it made everyone glance at the river we’re sleeping beside more than once. “Alright, we’re set,” Hacker says as he and Wendy step out of the van. “I’m still going to set up watches,” Raptor says, looking at his watch. “Two-hour increments so everyone gets six hours of sleep.” “You guys had a rough day. I’m happy to take first shift so you can go down,” I say. “Thanks, Hellfire. I’m going to take you up on that,” Raptor says. “Wake me up in two hours.”

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

I have absolutely no objections to that. Once he has me all up in a lather, I push him to his back and give him the same treatment across his chest. He has surprisingly sensitive nipples. Which is adorable. The teen still inside me is screaming with giddiness at having her mouth on Damon Montreal, the CEO of Sphinx Prime. That most bachelorette in this city covets and would literally die for to be in his pants. And him being a mafia boss just add to the dangers I am willing to look past.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

"Tade, please... stop, I beg you..." But Tade is far from finished. "You have systematically ruined every single alliance we had!" he screams, his chest expanding as his wolf rumbles. "I warned you about Rapha's sharp mind. He carries the exact same dangerous brilliance as Nyara. But you dismissed him as a useless, plain rogue and convinced me to throw him to the wolves! Look what happened! Rapha is Kaelum! He is the most powerful black-market weapon designer in the world, and we did not even know it!"

“Let’s get this set up. I want to go through as much as possible tonight.” Raphael nodded, dropping his bag by the couch. “Sounds good. I’ll grab my laptop. I have some old notes and film clips from my time with them.” They worked efficiently. Liam cleared the coffee table while Raphael set up his laptop and connected it to the TV. Soon the large screen lit up with game footage of the Shadow Reapers. They settled on the couch — not quite touching, but close enough in the small space that Liam was hyper-aware of every shift Raphael made.

Mine is a human male’s face hidden in the shadows, half of the face is complete with the crimson light of vengeance in one eye and the other half is the skeletal face of the male with an empty eye socket. Some of my other tattoos are pretty vicious-looking, and some hold what I’d like to think are the fractured parts of my soul. The security monitor mounted on my wall chirps a moment later, warning me that someone is outside my door. Entering my security code, I come face to face with the person on the other end. It’s Hunter Cohen; he’s one of the Confradia techs helping us hunt down Willem Kazik.

Chris pursed his lips as he asked, “How’s the review of surveillance videos coming along?” “Boss, I cannot steal Web Rider’s thunder, or he will skin me alive.” Night Rider scratched the back of his head. “Right you are...” Web rider walked in flamboyantly as if on cue. His appearance was a contradiction to all the other shadow guards. He had a strip of hair through the midline about 5cms wide and 3cms long that was dyed green, like a parrot’s tuft while the rest of his head was shaved clean. His clothing was just as ridiculous. He wore a bright magenta leather jacket and pants.

My eyes snapped toward her. "What is it?" She swallowed. "It belongs to the Night Watchers." Liam frowned. "I've never heard of them." "Very few have." She picked up the feather carefully. "They don't serve wolves…They don't serve witches." "They serve whoever pays them." A chill ran through me. "Mercenaries?" She nodded. "The best." "The most dangerous….They don't fail." My heart sank. "So Seraphine hired them." "Perhaps." The witch doctor looked uncertain.

He turns that grin on Cyra and I growl, tugging her behind me. “I was right, you must be Aphrodite. I’m Hacker. I wanted to let you know I’m still working on that ... project Tracker asked me to help with. I have some other things, some paying things, that are taking priority, but I have Sphinx helping me while I work on my other projects.” I look at Zach. “Sphinx?” I mouth. He shrugs. “She’s my ... let’s call her my protégé,” he says. He grins again, like he’s got a secret. Since he goes by Hacker, I’m guessing he has a lot of them.