Raphael Weapon Novels & Stories

I wouldn't know if I didn't stay away, would I? “What do we have today, Mason?” I heard Rayna's voice from behind me before I could get the chance to speak. “Military rifles, boss lady.” He said, breathing heavily as he and the other men placed a crate before us. I looked down at the crate that was opened up and they were indeed military rifles, pitch black. “Which is this?” I asked. “It's an AR 15 Rifle.” Ralph voiced out unexpectedly. I turned around to him, watching him as he made his way towards the crate, eyes locked on it like he had seen a new study gadget.

I looked around at everyone counting them again as quickly as possible, at everyone present at that moment. They all looked high and ready to kick our asses, it got me thinking of how brain washed they were to think they could do so. No guns, good!… I thought to myself, Raphael was facing total losers and had come to this fight with just hefty men he most probably had under his payroll. I listened as One or two of them were yelling for him to let them kick our asses, one was holding a huge spanner. I knew this wasn't going to be a fair fight as we were outmatched two to about twenty, so I put all my attention on Raphael, disappointed when he lifted his coat to show off the pistol stuck to hi

Hermosa POV “There's always a choice.” I took careful steps away from him, my palm sweaty. He smiled wildly, his eyes glinting in the dark enough to make my stomach drop. “I choose to kill.” Rapheal was not just a werewolf—he was a beast with terrifying strength. Veins popped out of his large arms, his pupils dilated as he stalked me. My heart thumped wildly in fear. How will I be able to defend myself against him?

He still had Ragnar and Thorne to worry about, and if it wasn’t too late, he’d find a way to go and defend them. He knew that selfish Raphael wouldn’t go, leaving his mate to rescue the mate of his former love interest who didn’t even return his feelings? Not likely. Caden kept his hand tightly gripped on his barbed dagger, which was made of silver and soaked in wolfsbane. He pitied anyone he’d have to use it on.

Similar elegant prints adorn the walls, and beautiful wooden furniture dominates the floor space. Raphael is leaning back in his chair and smiling at me. My breath catches. I’ve never seen Lirael’s younger brother up close before. Unlike Lirael, who’s usually always in a three-piece suit at work, Raphael has his jacket off and his shirtsleeves rolled up to reveal his muscular forearms. Like his brother, he’s gorgeous, even though he looks quite different from both Lirael and Nathan. Where they’re all dark hair and icy eyes, Raphael is golden-blond and tawny. Just as beautiful and just as deadly to women’s hearts, I imagine. I’m sure he uses his good looks and charm to make women fall for him

said the whole Squad 97. Their weapon transformed to different ultimate form for each class. PRD-class weapon is a sword, GRD-class weapon is a bow, RTH-class weapon is an axe, SLT-class weapon is a snake blade, ENV-class weapon is a spear, SLT-class weapon is a scythe, and GLT-class weapon is a cannon but can be transformed into variety of heavy long ranged guns. “Whoahahaha! This is awesome!!” said Nathan. “So, this is Encoded Weapon …?” said Hazel.

“Don’t go, please wait, I need help, we need,” “Go?” I asked her, smirking at her as I walked back to where he lay on the floor, struggling to get back on his feet. “No young lady, I’m not leaving yet. I just need to leave a souvenir for this idiot!” I responded to her, putting my gun behind my back and holding my stamp in my right hand, ready to leave a little parting gift for Ralph. I turned my stamp on as I was strolling back to Raphael. It’s a customized stamp that heats the tip of my stamp, making it as hot as an iron.

Only Raphael remained after I killed the other guys. Raphael glared at me as he was terrified. "Please, Liam," he pleaded. Please don't harm me." I walked up to him with my rifle still pointed at him. My voice was icy and lethal, and I replied, "You don't deserve to live." Raphael knelt down and pleaded for compassion, but I wouldn't budge. Raphael's corpse sagged to the ground as soon as I fired the trigger. My pulse was pounding from the intensity of the struggle as I took a deep breath.

He grumbled and stepped away from the kitchen. "Take out the plates and place them on the table, baby." He ordered whole finishing his banana, I huffed and pulled out the plates. A fake smile is plastered on my face out of annoyance. - "The forest?!" "Exactly, the forest will be your last mission before the graduation day." Raphael said after he took a month to rest, he still couldn't walk properly because of the poison that spread on his whole body, we managed to take out all the poison thanks to my magic but it did paralyze his legs for a while meaning that he won't be able to walk comfortably without the wheelchair.

She needs them here with her. **** Raphael clenched his hands. He was ready to shred all of them to pieces. They are nothing to him. A dozen of them can't bring him down in battle. He is the Alpha and they need to be thought a lesson for crossing their limit. He has been so lenient with the thing but now he would show them no mercy. From their smell, he knew they were Ronald's warriors. He must be somewhere around with Melissa's parents, he thought to himself. One of the werewolves attacked first and just right in time, Raphael broke his neck. It snapped and the body fell to the ground.