Raphael X Reader Bg3 Novels & Stories

He took in the features of my face, he roared his eyes through the wild red curls of my hair and he looked down at my messed up fingers from the rouge attack. Raphael sighed before he ran his fingers through his hair. "What exactly do you want to know?" He asked. "Hopefully everything?" I was not sure if I trusted my reply. Raphael raised his left eyebrow at me. "I don't think we can cover everything in a single night." He commented. "Then, tell me what resulted this war between the Blue moon pack and the Red Blood pack." I offered. Raphael nodded his head before he ran his fingers through his hair again.

"Who the hell do you think you are a girl?" Glaring at him, my hand tightened around the dagger. "You dare torture a symbol of our hope?" I hissed. Laughing, the guard turned to a few other men that had gathered. "I'll say my question again." Leaning closer, his breath fanned over my face. "Who the hell... do you think you are, girl?" Raising the dagger to his throat, I felt anger seep into my veins. My body started to tingle as my vision became clearer. "I am Abagail Stone. Dragon Rider of Aurora." Pushing the blade closer to his throat, I watched his eyes move to my left.

Aarshon told him as he took a seat beside Nix. “That spells bad news if they have a third. Nothing good will come of this. If they want to do something horrible, they will. Xylia is in trouble, and without her knight, they might get her to do it.” Xylia sighed as she created a hot pink fairy, letting it sink through the floor. With a smile, she drew a lime green wolf. The wolf was the last one she drew before the hag noticed the colors. “What are you doing?” Zombie Bitch asked as she moved across the room.

Raphael howled desperately. "Uh, wouldn't it be less traumatic if your friend is treated here?" Sensing that he had her attention, Xavier barreled on, "We have a very talented pack doctor whose mate is a dragon healer," his eyes flew to Jaxon, "Beta Vasquez, have someone wake Neville and Titan, please. Tell them we'll be arriving momentarily."

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

Author's POV The female beta approached Xander and immediately introduced herself. "I, Ralia, you must be Xander, the dangerous rogue prince, right?" Xander took a few steps back in anticipation. "Don't be afraid..." "I'm not afraid of you, I'm just wary," Xander replied quickly. "Who are you looking for in the forest of the alphas? Do you want to steal the Alpha's treasure?" Xander chuckled, "The alpha's treasure? Do I look so poor that I would steal from those poor alphas?"

Predatory. He reached Raphael like a storm cloud, towering above him. Even in Raphael’s heels, Xavier felt like a mountain—broad chest, hard jaw, arms that could crush him, or worse, hold him down and make him beg. “Why are you standing here like a drowned kitten?” Xavier asked, his voice is low and clipped, sharp enough to cut. Raphael blinked, forcing himself upright despite the buckling of his knees. "Why don’t you just crawl back to your shadowy corners, General," Raphael spat back, lips curling with venom. “This isn’t your war We don't need you here.”

,Xavier whispered. Ignoring him, Layla walked slowly towards the altar and peeked into the book. The pages were blank, and her face fell in disappointment. She couldn't have journeyed to Tartarus for nothing. There had to be a way to find Riven. "It's... blank",she whispered. "I don't think I'll ever find Riven" Xavier watched her in silence for a few seconds, then he walked towards the alter and stared at the book. His eyes lit up suddenly.

I just spent a whole billion from our pack vault to buy his battle map, and he didn't even blink his pretty eyes before taking the check. Myles, Aron, and Hugh all raise their dark eyebrows at the exact same time from the corner of the office. They look at my face, then at the cracked screen. They cannot tell if my beast is acting out of deep love or pure, bitter anger. I just bought my mate's art for a record price, and now I am calling him names. The big office stays completely silent until my fangs bare in a sharp snap. "Send our top trackers to follow Rapha's scent right now. I want to know every single coordinate his boots touch tonight."

She heard some bolts being moved earlier as he was guiding her down the stairs. "Care for some wine?" Rafa glanced at her as he took a small bottle of wine out of the tall wooden rack. The bottle looked expensive. Perhaps he was a wine connoisseur in his spare time. He looked like one of those privileged kids who grew up with old money folks. "It's not that strong." Rafa grinned at her for a moment before he popped the bottle cork off. "No thanks," she replied without taking her eyes off of him. Her breathing just halted again the second she saw the black handgun stuck to his lower back.