Rohan Araki Novels & Stories

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

“I would stand back if you’re going to watch. We are starting soon.” “I’m Ren’s assistant,” I tell him. He looks visibly surprised, tugging his glove off his hand to shake mine. He looks boyishly handsome. He has shimmering blonde hair that glows under the midday sunlight. No wonder the girls have been gushing. Especially with his warm brown eyes. “Oh, nice to meet you. I’m Nik, I’m the manager of this lot,” he tells me, motioning over his shoulder at the others who seem unfazed at my presence.

They would be caught by the policeman if someone complains. Oh god I have to take them home. As I approached near them I saw Rohan had a sticky note stuck on his forehead written ROHAN in capital letters. Rakshit too had a sticky note on his forehead written ...huh KIARA ADVANI What on the earth are the doing? I decided to listen to there conversation. "So...how am I looking?" Rakshit asked giving a seductive smile to Rohan and I stiffled a laugh. "You look...wait who are you?" Rohan baffled.

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.

Nina giggles and slap my arm playfully, "Did you forget, he is your enemy?" I look up peeking through my eyelashes to see Rohan smirking. I got trapped by his gaze and tried to look away but his mesmerizing gaze held me immobile. Rohan is hot! Like the typical bad boy. Well-defined abs and muscles show through his plain white shirt and the way his chiseled jaw moves are sexy. 'Wait. Did his lips move?' 'But why didn't I hear anything!' Nina flick my forehead lightly and I snap out of my thoughts.

one of them said. “Mr Malcolm was the one who sent us,” the other added. “Oh, please come on in” Ryan opened the door wider and they both ventured into the cozy room which felt like home. “They are the make up artists Malcolm sent to help with your makeup” Aurora raised a brow in confusion, he didn’t tell her that he was sending people to make her up. Before she could say anything, her phone beeped with a message from him. “They will help you get ready” this was the message and she didn’t say anything again.

“Why am I naked, then? If you helped me, then why have you hidden my clothes? Don't you dare lie to me, you had me raped!” “I did nothing of that sort,” he stated calmly, putting off the flashlight, plunging us back into darkness. “Fuck,” I cussed, rubbing my left temple gently to still my throbbing headache. “Put on the flashlight back,” I demanded. “Please.” He obeyed, brushing past me quietly to set the light on the table. I caught a full glimpse of his face as he passed me; violet-blue eyes that reminded me a lot of Max, and shoulder-length blond hair, well-trimmed. “My name is Rohan,” he muttered quietly, shoving his large hands deep into his pockets. “I get that you're afraid, but take

I shot him a glare. “Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Dennis, his best friend and of course the Beta of the pack. Let’s get along well. And oh, don’t you worry too much about Arthur here, he can be a pain in the neck sometimes but he is cool, trust me…” Dennis stepped forward and extended his hand to her. She glared at his hand for a while but took it, much to my surprise. “Eleanor.” She added after taking his hand.

His body shimmered and began to shift. The transformation was both terrifying and beautiful. Bones cracked, muscles stretched, and thick fur—deep obsidian with streaks of silver—rippled across his growing frame. In seconds, the man was gone, replaced by the majestic beast that was his wolf, Ravik. Massive and regal, Ravik stood taller than any other werewolf on the field. His glowing golden eyes shone with a fierce determination, and his presence radiated raw, unyielding power. He didn’t wait. With a snarl that echoed across the shore, he sprinted through the rift. The crack sealed behind him the moment his hind legs crossed the line.

I finally raised my eyes, setting my gaze on her. “Take responsibility, Alpha, like the real man that you are.” “What are they taking responsibility for?” A deep voice came from behind her, it was my Beta, Maximilian, approaching us. “Greetings to you, Beta,” Lyrik uttered, bowing her head. “I will take my leave now, Alpha,” she announced and left my office. “What responsibility was Lyrik talking about, Leo?” Max questioned, taking his seat in front of me. Max was one of the few who were permitted to address me by my name. He has been my best friend since childhood and he’s now the Beta of our pack.