Raphael X Reader Bg3 Novels & Stories

"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.

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

Onward to Rallegrad and the Lycan king. Book 3 coming soon!

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.

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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."

Veronica asked to break off the lengthy silence, and mainly to distract herself from making up more terrifying scenarios in her head. "Getting treatment." Rafa kept staring blankly at the floor with his quite bulging arms loosely crossed below his chest. His dark button-down shirt and hiked up sleeves weren't doing much to conceal his impressive physique. "Do you know anyone named Alodia?" Alodia? She frowned at his question. "No. Why?" Without answering her, Rafa took out his phone and scrolled through some images. She inched closer to him, actually growing curious. "Who's Alodia?" she muttered.