Tmnt 2012 Raph Novels & Stories

"Good. Now we spar. Light contact. I'm testing your reflexes. Not trying to knock you out." "Comforting." He laughs. "Guard up." We begin. Rapha moves like water. Fluid. Unpredictable. Fast. I block. Dodge. Counter when I can. He taps me lightly. Ribs. Shoulder. Jaw. Not hard enough to hurt. Just enough to show me where I'm open. "Better," he says. "But you're telegraphing. I see your punches before you throw them." "How?" "Your shoulder twitches. Very slightly. Before every cross."

“What the fuck did you do?” Daniel’s eyes flitted to the hallway just moments ago, two of Rapha’s men stood there like sentinels, while the others, still bloodied and staggering from the earlier ambush, reeled behind him. “She wasn’t yours to protect.” Rapha eyes didn't leave the tablet in his hand, as the screen spilled cold, clean light on his face. His thumb scrolled with infuriating calm like Daniel was just a petulant child throwing a tantrum he’d grown used to tolerating.

I followed it like a compass I wasn’t supposed to have. Raphael stood in the middle of a living room that looked like it had been designed by someone who hated clutter and loved power. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the city like it was his personal snow globe. He wore a charcoal button-down with the sleeves rolled once, forearms bare, a thin scar running along the left one like a signature. His hair was still mostly black, but silver had started winning battles at the temples. He looked exactly like the man my mother had warned me about and nothing like the uncle who used to slip me twenty-dollar bills at family barbecues when I was twelve.

After everything she had been through, after every nightmare Zander forced into her life, seeing peace in her eyes tonight made something tighten painfully inside my chest. Worth it. Every second of waiting had been worth it. Koa stirred restlessly beneath my skin, completely fixated on her. Mate. It was where I brought her when fear consumed her, where I promised her nothing between us would ever change. And now here we were beneath the full moon, only moments away from finally completing the bond we had both waited so long for. My chest tightened at the thought. The Goddess had chosen her for me. Jane Foster. My mate. I watched her close her eyes for a moment, breathing in the night air, a

Me: Did you hurt him? Raph: No. I made sure he understood the situation. Another message followed immediately after. Raph: You are safe. Raph: That is all that matters. Me: Where are you? Raph: Close enough. I stared at the screen, annoyed and relieved at the same time, which made no sense and somehow made perfect sense when it came to him. Raph: You should sleep and I will continue what I started. My eyebrows pulled together. Me: Which is?

But he restrained himself. She looked at him, all flushed in the cheeks and with a spark in the eyes that only a satisfied woman could have, and said, " Shouldn't we continue?" and she brought him closer to her between her legs while she put her tongue in his mouth and started to touch the front of his pants gently. Raph felt like he probably had lost his mind, but he continued saying, "It is not yet the time, my little nymph. I want to put some things in order before I take you completely." He grabbed her chin softly and licked his lips before saying, " And I WILL take you completely. You are mine. Don't doubt that."

'You have my word on that', he said smiling wistfully with a hint of sadness in his eyes. After that time, I tried all I could to make it up to him but I caught him sometimes looking longingly at me and it made me uncomfortable. I started contemplating going away but I was too attached to the little boys, especially Hugh and kept postponing my departure. Raph fell ill all of a sudden.He was shivering and running temperature. I recalled once when I had similar symptoms in Moon Ville under Alpha Sylvester and how the medical personnel had treated me.

Tiana scrambled out of the closet her soul purpose set on a bath. She still didn't understand what was going on with her life but knew she had to first, find her family members and do whatever it is she needs to. Her had grasped around the door knob to the bathroom when a huge thud pulled her out of her reverie. She turned and immediately began laughing at the scene behind her. Finally that uncomfortable bed will be replaced. Raphael was spiraled on his now broken bed, his abdomen in the air while his torso was not visible from where Tiana was standing. He sighed and that only made her laughter grow wilder. She asked him if he was alright, burley getting the words out of her mouth. His respo

The memories unfolded like a film, each recollection seamlessly blending into the next, creating a vivid tapestry of Raphael's life before immortality. As the memories continued to unfold, I watched as Raphael's twin boys slowly grew into rambunctious youngsters, maybe 3 or 4 years old, full of energy and curiosity. Raphael himself began to show signs of aging, his hair graying at the temples, his face etched with lines of love and laughter.

“You need to be extremely careful, dude. Don't get in trouble and don't knock someone up before your mate shows up." I nod with a wave of my hand, dismissing his advice. “Yeah... yeah. Whatever." Raph sighs, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He knew trying to make me change my ways would be fruitless. He's silent for a while and one gaze at him tells me that he's deep in thought. “What if your mate turns out to have a flat ass and tiny boobs? What would you do? Reject her?" He inquires, a look of pure disdain clouding his face when he mentions the last two words.