Teenage Mutant Ninja Raphael Novels & Stories

Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ I kept my focus on Vivianne, or at least I tried to. Across the table, she was explaining how she’d pivot into a sub-network if the primary authentication failed. Normally, this was the kind of talk that made my blood hum... pure, cold logic. "The trick isn't the lock, Raphael," Vivianne said, swirling her wine. "It's the guy who thinks he’s the only one with the key. You make him feel too safe, and he’ll leave it under the mat for you."

"You're not just revealing yourself. You're offering value. Making yourself indispensable." "Exactly," Raphael confirmed. "I'm not going as a supplicant asking for access to my niece. I'm going as a resource they can't afford to refuse. A royal tutor who can prepare her for the throne. A warrior who can help defend against what's coming. An uncle who has more reason than anyone to keep her alive." Another holographic image appeared....this one of a younger man with the same sharp features as Elena. Mike, her son, who served as Raphael's eyes and ears among the lower Court ranks.

He grumbled and stepped away from the kitchen. "Take out the plates and place them on the table, baby." He ordered whole finishing his banana, I huffed and pulled out the plates. A fake smile is plastered on my face out of annoyance. - "The forest?!" "Exactly, the forest will be your last mission before the graduation day." Raphael said after he took a month to rest, he still couldn't walk properly because of the poison that spread on his whole body, we managed to take out all the poison thanks to my magic but it did paralyze his legs for a while meaning that he won't be able to walk comfortably without the wheelchair.

I swallowed, my eyes shifted to Raphael, who was now standing still staring at his brother with his hand tucked into his pocket. I turned back to the man in front of me extending my hand. "Yes, I am. Hi," "Nice to meet you. I'm Matteo Thorne. Raphael's twin brother." "She did not ask you, man. Keep your hands to yourself." Rapheal snapped but Matteo already had his hand in mine squeezing it slightly. "You're very beautiful. And your eyes...you have a very..." He barely finished his statement before Raphael matched toward him and dragged him back from his shirt.

Raphaël and Zahir. Raphaël — or Rapha, as only I called him — was leaning against a table, his fingers flying over a laptop. His face, with angular features inherited from his French father and sharp, narrow eyes from his Chinese mother, was focused. His short, impeccable hair and small goatee gave him the air of a cool young executive, but I knew the lethal beast behind the facade. He was the brain of the machine, my brother-in-arms who had saved me from myself more times than I could count.

Chapter 68. Stricken with questions. Adrian's POV. Raphael. His brows furrowed at me in a glance like the speed of lightning, though he did not seem as surprised as I was like he was expecting me here and maybe he was here for me. 'Is it all a set-up? How did Mr Carter get to know him? What's happening?' I wondered. My eyes remained on him when he took some long-slow slides towards me. He offered me a handshake, "Hi, I'm Raphael O'Neill, Maven told me a lot about you and I must say meeting you in person is such a nice feeling."

Nicole shuddered and immedately tried to push him off her but he encircled his arms around her waist, pulling her so close to himself. The gun was now pointing at her back. She drew in quick breaths and let out faint sobs. "Please Raphael don't kill me please. Let me go" Raphael loved it. He loved to be respected and feared. He loved to see people petrified because of him. He was Raphael Justice, the leader of a dangerous mafia group. He enjoyed the terror his personality brought. He slowly let go off her waist and tucked the gun behind his pocket. "Why did you come here? To my house? I never got to ask your father that"

Looks: 5’7, White, brown round eyes, wrinkles, brown short hair always on a ponytail, slim. Family: Raphael Lockwood (boss, like a son) / Robert Smith (husband) / Isbella (Tammy) Smith (daughter) Friends: N/A Romeo Karkov (62) Job: Leader of the Russian mafia Raphael’s biggest enemy Personality: despicable, unfaithful, rude, dangerous, womaniser, disrespectful Looks: 5’7, White greasy hair, Fat, wrinkles, with uneven teeth. Scar on the right side of his face, green eyes.

When he tried to slap me, Ace held his hand to stop him from hitting me. I said to Ace, "Please, Leave." After Ace left, Raphael slapped me right across the face and asked, "Do you even know who he is? He's the Phantom gang leader. He's a Mafia. Who's wanted by the police. Us. You're supposed to arrest him, not sleep with him dammit!... Now i understand why you got relieved from the case, he's related to that case, right? Thinking about the things that happened in the past… how long have you known him?"

He asked. I glanced at the left side of his neck, where I'd left my mark on him not long after I shifted for the first time. "I'm ready." I replied with a nod. Raph focused his blue eyes on me. "I, Alpha Raphael Stars of the Blue moon pack, take you, Mina Wolf of the Red Blood pack and my Mate and Luna." I was about to say my part, thinking he was done. But Raph continued.