Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2014 Raphael Novels & Stories

I whip around, teeth bared, a snarl ripping out of my chest before the words even register. And there he is, Raphael my nemesis standing casually in the shadows of the cell, as if he’s been waiting all along. His expression is calm, almost amused, his eyes glittering with cruel satisfaction. My arms tighten protectively around Raven, pulling her closer to me. My heart is a thunderstorm, my veins lightning. “You,” I growl, my voice shaking with fury. “What did you do to her?” Raphael steps closer, unhurried, deliberate. His smile curves like a knife.

She needs them here with her. **** Raphael clenched his hands. He was ready to shred all of them to pieces. They are nothing to him. A dozen of them can't bring him down in battle. He is the Alpha and they need to be thought a lesson for crossing their limit. He has been so lenient with the thing but now he would show them no mercy. From their smell, he knew they were Ronald's warriors. He must be somewhere around with Melissa's parents, he thought to himself. One of the werewolves attacked first and just right in time, Raphael broke his neck. It snapped and the body fell to the ground.

Turning to me, his expression turned somber, and he spoke with heartfelt sincerity. "Brother, I'm deeply sorry for my actions. I was wrong to interfere, and once The Darkness consumed me, I was powerless to stop myself. I know that's no excuse for my behavior, and I don't expect forgiveness easily. I know that is not an excuse for my unacceptable behavior… but I hope that someday you’ll be able to find it in your heart to pardon me.” Raphael's words were laced with genuine remorse, and I could sense the depth of his regret. With a quiet nod, he vanished into thin air, leaving the arena behind. Rayne's attention turned to Roman, who stood frozen in a mix of anguish and shock.

Liberty’s POV: I stood in front of his chair, trying not to cringe at the glow of his stormy gray eyes, Raphael finally straightened and blew out a sigh, his straight nose pointing up regally. "Where are they right now?" He asked, in his deep gravelly voice. I had told him about Devon and Nesta storming out into the night and what Nesta had found about the dart. I winced. "I don't know, Raphael." "You don't know." He repeated and raked his fingers through his tawny hair, making it stand up oddly. I shivered as a strange feeling of fear clawed at my spine. His eyes softened and he blinked slowly at me, all the anger draining out of him.

I mentally muttered, rolling my eyes in annoyance then reluctantly got up from the bed and went in the bathroom, to do my morning routine. All fresh and cleaned up, I walked outside the bathroom and randomly threw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans along with some matching chucks, not even bothering to check in my appearance since I was already too tired to care after a sleepless night then groggily dragged myself downstairs where Raphael was already waiting for me with his hands clasped behind his back, the t-shirt he was wearing now stretching over his broad chest, that stupid smirk still on full display. “Look what I’ve got!” He cooed and once he pulled out what he was hiding behind his bac

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."

The tiled walls echoed with faint music and the distant clinking of glasses from the bar. “Raphael,” Jace muttered, frowning. “What are we doing?” Raphael turned and locked the door behind them. His grin widened, wolfish. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two syringes. Jace froze. “What the hell is this?” “You said you felt like crap on the phone,” Raphael said, voice low and smooth. “So, I came prepared. Something special. Something that’ll make your brain sing, bro.” “With a needle? Are you out of your damn mind?” Jace barked.

Bit what he saw made him let out a small growl. Not too far away, Raphael could see the Alpha lying on the ground with a " not properly dressed " girl beside him. Raphael face soon pulled into a frown as he saw the girl's hand seemingly roaming over the Alpha's. Raphael's blood began to boil. That girl was most definitely a rogue. His brown eye's turned black as they darted between the girl and his injured Alpha on the ground.

Emilia and Jasmine where still seated but glaring at each other while poor Leo in between as though trying to prevent a fight from breaking out. “We better go before he loses it.” Raphael got up extending his hand to me. Blushing, I took his hand and we headed back to the rest of the group. “I didn’t know getting drink,” Leo glared at Raphael and I before shooting the same look at Pedro. “or Going to the bathroom took fucking hours.” “Sorry dude.” Raphael told him. “On the bright side, I got your favorite drink.” He smile sheepishly while waving the canned energy drink in front of his friend.

So Bella Risa cried, even more, she cried while hitting him. Hearing his crippled heart cry like that, Raph Conrad's whole body wanted to hurt. Raph Conrad: “Can you stop crying? You're wrong, you shouldn't be so angry with me." Bella Risa sniffed her nose to stop crying, her voice a bit hoarse: "Then I promise not to be fierce with you, and not to show that scary face again." Raph Conrad looked at her red nose from crying, looked a little pitiful, and said, "Can you promise me, so I won't cry anymore."