Raphael X Mona Novels & Stories

Raphael continued drinking for a while before standing up to leave. Earlier on, he made a call to Annabelle, his girlfriend that he will be paying a visit. She was filled with excitement as she knew that before he would leave, she would get a tip. ==== ==== Drake was still holding the letter reading it over and over again when the door to the room opened. He stopped and turned around to see a surprised Mr. Montenegro standing there looking at him.

Connor continues, pointing to the woman standing in front of her. Alexia appears to be the same age as Connor. She has long, reddish hair tied up in a bun on top of her head. She is quite attractive, with gray eyes that are assessing Selene just as much as Selene is evaluating her. She is also tall, though not as tall as her Alpha or Beta. “And this is Brenda, my Delta,” Connor nods towards the woman standing a few steps away from the table. Again, she seems to be the same age as Connor. She has the same curly, reddish hair. Unlike Alexia, Brenda has brown eyes, a pronounced tan, and tattoos on each of her fingers and some on her neck.

The air was thick with demonic energy, making even breathing feel heavier. Before either of them could take another step, a loud roar echoed across the land. Immediately, Raphael could be seen alighting from his dragon. His sharp eyes landed on the two women standing before him. Mona and Erin looked at each other. This didn't look like it was going to be easy.

"Raphael Marcos?" "You know my father?" "Of course! He is a friend of my parents too. Same with your mother." "I didn't know. I don't know you." "I'm James Bola to be exact," he smiled sweetly. "I'm Raphaela Marcos." "Ah-huh! So, you are his daughter? I heard a lot about you." "Like?" "You're an artist. Your father is inviting us to your next exhibit. Cool!" His praises didn't even touch my soul. Neither I was happy because he knew me and he was invited to my next exhibition.

" I mumbled to Xyla in my heart while moving her hair from her face. “Why did she break the circle? We were just…. Just…” Mona grumbled angrily but cowered when I glared coldly at her. They were sitting on the chairs around the table. Rubella was silent and staring at the bloody mess on the table with a blank gaze. Roman was unconscious, and Mona was still groaning in pain from time to time. “Most of our people outside are now unconscious, but they are stable,” Nolan told me. His face was now deathly pale.

The phrase popped into Mona’s mind, and her eyes lit up. Why hadn’t she noticed it before? One was her master, the other her idol. If they ended up together, wouldn’t that make Mona the ultimate winner in life? The more she thought about it, the more excited Mona became. She couldn’t contain her giddy joy and quickly took out her phone to secretly snap some pictures. Master’s jumping motion — beautiful. Master’s racket swing — beautiful! Master’s ponytail flying in the air — beautiful! Idol’s long legs — so handsome!

"Thank you so much, Raphael. You could have just called instead of coming over.” "I wanted to see your pretty face,” He teased. “A short intro then?" Mum interrupted. “I'm Raphael Maiz, the founder and CEO of Maiz fit, the one that creates sneakers, and the CEO of R luxe, the top clothing brand in the state now.” Mum nodded, "Raphael Maiz? Also the Mafia King of Maiz empire?!". He nodded. His phone beeped in his hand and he stared at it for a while before raising his gaze, “I hope you're okay now, Sapphire. Don't think about that jerk”.

But then, just as they thought they had seen it all, another image appeared, one that made their hearts skip a beat. Another picture slowly materialized, and the council members' jaws dropped in unison. It was King Raphael, the reigning monarch of the planet Xanthea, a being of unparalleled power and wisdom. But it was the words beneath his image that left Aethon stunned, his eyes wide with shock. "Mate bonded to Raven Delacroix," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion, "not yet unlocked." The room fell silent as if the very air had been sucked out of it. Aethon's gaze remained fixed on the screen, his mind reeling with the implications. "What does this mean?" he breathed, his questi

She was also full on staring at me, not looking away. The other girl beside her was tiny. Wearing a crop top that was transparent, her pierced nipples hard. Mona cut through the fog in my brain. "Gabby, these girls are Rhea and Sloane. They're my right hands. Girls....." She swallowed. "This is my baby stepsister, Gabby. " Rhea's smile was filthy. "Fuck! You were right Mona. I could practically eat her up. " What the..... My face flamed.

said Mona with a calm one . " Mona , you.... " said Noah angry but the professor stopped him . " Enough Noah ! What Mona says does make sense . She is the assistant of sir Aron whose family is also one of the founders of this school . As his assistant, she is bound to be an example not only for other assistants but for the other young heirs as well in terms of studies . " said the professor then looked at Ayla . " That's right ! Come on Ayla show us . " said one of Mona's friends .