Rimuru Raphael Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Ah! A jealous Romanov. Balance has finally returned to the world.” Rafael excused himself a few minutes later, after kissing the back of my hand with a Southern European flair far too dramatic for a business party—saying, “I must greet the ambassador from Milan. He likes to arrive late, like the truth.” Then he was off, floating through the crowd with the grace of a flamenco dancer disguised as a businessman.

She was acting weird for a maid. We were just 3 at the table. There were other servants but it seemed Nora was meant to serve only me. I was pointing out what I wanted when I heard a laugh. It seemed sarcastic and it was Ophelia. My eyes glanced at her, observing her aloof, high-and-mighty exterior. So this was Mikhail's type, well they both had an ego that can rival mountains. "You must be the new assistant. I am Raphael, I work for Mr Romanov." He cleared his throat drawing my attention. He didn't introduce himself with a surname, so I followed suit. At least he seemed a bit hospitable.

His character delivered a bloody kill to his opponent, despite having a human form. It even made me forget that I had to leave, and then I coughed a little. “You never mentioned your name.” “Oh… I'm sorry. I’m Raphael!” He glanced at me for a moment before shifting his focus back to his computer. “And I know you’re Arian; you’re already becoming famous around here.” I chuckled nervously and gave a nod. Raphael was the very first person who showed me kindness since my arrival here. With a burst of energy, I stood up once more and swung the door open, eager to catch a glimpse of the hallway. My lungs tightened, my heart raced,

Xander breathed lets talk inside Raphael said unlocking the front door he lead everyone inside to a command center with a large meeting room everyone have a seat Raphael said Kyra please! she sat down in the chair he directed her to next to him at the table Xander quickly took the seat next to her as the others filled in meet the others this is Raziel Seraphim of Destruction he was at the battle today he was a slim guy good looking and seemed to be in his early twenties with black hair worn in a spiky emo style and dark blood-red eyes dressed in a black sleeveless shirt and black pants

" 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.

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."

“A little defensive, aren’t we? You know, I’m just trying to be friendly. A nice chat, nothing more.” Aurora didn’t flinch at his words. “Friendship isn’t something you can offer. Not to someone like me.” Raphael’s smile faltered for just a second, but he quickly recovered. “You think I’m the kind of person who offers friendship?” he asked, genuinely amused. “No. I’m not here for that. I’m just... curious.” He took a slow step closer. “Curious about you, about how someone like you ended up here. In this house, under Damian’s watchful eye.”