Rimuru Raphael Novels & Stories

outside of room a man in his early 20 s standing with a hand in his chest and head down. He stopped and looked at his right hand man ...the man said "Lord ..the information of this girl's death already went to human council...I did what you instructed..we have to wait for their reply " ....he smirked and said "Raphael Ralph don't care about the reply of another side ...when someone will break the rule...he or she should die...this is the rule of my world" ...the man nodded in agreement ...he looked at his assistant and said "Clean up the body...give this to my loving Python girl...prepare my dress...I have to attend a function..." ....The man nodded and went inside the room... He was none o

“Raphael makes them better.” His face suddenly lost every bit of amusement as he looked at me coldly. “Who the fuck is Raphael?” He growled, his eyes darkening. I arched a brow at his sudden change of mood. “No one you should know about.” I replied stubbornly. I knew I could have just responded with the truth, but I enjoyed pulling his legs. And that murderous expression on his face was so satisfying. “Aurora,” He said through gritted teeth. “Fine. He's Maximus' mate. They took me in two years ago when I had nowhere else to go and we've been living since then.” I said matter of factly.

He almost knelt by the pain that he felt but he was unable to do so as Lorenzo kept on holding on to his arm that was now burnt by the yellow flames. "W-what…" Raphael uttered in his hoarse voice that was laced with confusion. He didn't understand why those jeweled eye wielders were fighting with the emperor. "Hello." Raphael glanced in the direction of the gentle voice. It was the white-haired woman with purple jeweled eyes. He seemed to hear that her name was Maureen. She smiled amiably at him. "I heard that your name was Raphael. Was I correct?" Raphael knitted his brows but didn't answer. Nevertheless, Maureen still smiled at him gently and patted his head.

" What the hell is this feeling I have? Like something is coming?" Raphael, future King Alpha of the Blue Sapphire pack, was sitting in front of the window in one of the castle's living rooms, with one hand on his chest and another one in the pocket of his pants, wondering. He did not even hear the door opening, so deep he was in his thoughts.

I murmured. "Huh?" Raphael looked up at me.

Winter struggled to break free from Raphael's hold, but his strength was overpowering. She implored him to release her, but he remained silent, his intense green eyes fixed on her. It was evident that his emotions were causing a shift in the color of his eyes, from their normal emerald green to various shades of red, a clear indicator of his anger. Finally, Raphael broke the silence, his voice laced with authority. "You are an omega," he declared, "yet your healing abilities are remarkably weak."

He clasped the gun in a tight grip and unlocked the trigger. "Raphael..." Mimi shook her head imploring him not to shoot "...NO!" "Raphael" Lucifer chuckled testing Raphael's name on his tongue "if you were with me I would have named you Damon" He laughed but no one joined him. "Upps! I guess you didn't like the name. It's ok, I am too happy to get my Amelia back to give heed to any such frivolous stuff. I was here on one purpose but now my two purposes are going to get fulfilled"

The butler looked at the raging omega blankly. Haru was about to continue his rant when he was hit by a very strong alpha pheromone, causing him to fall and lose consciousness. “This is why I told Yu not to invite this brat.” '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' Raphael's morning regimen had always included some form of exercise. He had just done his morning workout. He was going to return to the bedroom to wake up his beloved when he heard a ruckus.

The atmosphere didn’t look so feral, unlike the last time I was here. People could train in a less violent manner. Their core was already building to suit the cure I would be creating for the Moonfire plague—a cure I had not yet created. What if it came sooner than usual? That possibility prickled me even more. "Luna, what are you doing here?" It was Raphael. "Thank goodness, I’ve been looking for you." Raphael pointed at his face, all smugged with sweat dripping down to his bare body. "Hmmm," I grabbed his hand and started leading him past the series of different training sessions until we distanced ourselves from the arena.

Raphael is still there when I step out onto the balcony. He hasn't moved. Wings folded, silver hair undisturbed by the wind, looking like a statue. The moonlight does genuinely unfair things to his face. I pull out a card and hold it toward him. "In case you ever need anything, senpai." He doesn't take it. "Could you pass it to the Throne Angel for me, then?" Not even a blink. I start to pocket it, already writing him off, when he says, "I'm Raphael Sterling. Cherubim awakening."