Tmnt Raphael Nightwatcher Novels & Stories

I have to protect him— Then he felt a warm, solid shoulder press against his arm. Raphael stepped forward, sliding into place directly beside Liam. He didn't raise his voice or lift a fist. His broad frame settled into an unshakeable stance, his dark eyes pitch-black and dangerously calm as he stared Richard down. He’s not flinching, Liam realized, his racing thoughts suddenly stalling. Raph isn't scared of him at all. He’s standing right next to me.

But even teamwork couldn't overcome these odds forever. A massive golden wolf appeared in front of us, easily twice the size of any normal wolf. His eyes were amber, cold and calculating. Raphael. He shifted to human form, standing naked and unashamed, a cruel smile on his face. "Hello, old friend," he said to Lucian. "Lovely night for a massacre, don't you think?"

He then bows towards her and says, "My apologies Your Highness." I open the link once more and say, "Can you make sure we are not disturbed and that no one else enters until permission is granted?" "As you wish, Luna Lorelei. If you need me for any reason, just link, and I will be by your side." "Thanks, Raph." Raphael bows once more to both of us this time. He then turns and walks out of the tent. I smile as I watch as he then stands guard at the door.

So I made my way and as expected Raphael was already waiting for me there. "If Caspian asks where I am, you don't know, are we clear, Raphael?" I said, getting a small bag. "But Princess this..." trailed Raphael. "Enough," I ordered. Raphael is my right hand and my general. Assassins trained him from a young age and were my mother's bodyguard. After my mother's death, he pledged his loyalty to me when I became their leader. Raphael is a bulky person; he's very tall, has muscles, and is always serious. He has pale skin and brown hair, and his eyes are green.

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."

"I could use a snack" Raphael checked his watch, seeing that it was not yet time for take off. He had a minute or two to spare, and since he dismissed all his air staff after fearing that one of them might see Tami and recognize her from the news, he had to do everything himself. Not that he minded. He would do anything that Tami requested of him. Except let her go, of course. He returned with a number of snacks and drinks, since he didn’t know what she would like. She had an amused gleam in her eyes as she saw him.

"If Thorne was with him, he would have told me about it." "Maybe you should call and ask him, Raphael took Thorne away last night, along with Tank, you must know Tank." I shivered, even I was begining to panic. Tank did mention that Raphael was the Alpha Ultima's official healer, I wondered what could have gone wrong and I wondered why he cared this much about Thorne.

But it wasn't Raphael the businessman in a fancy suit. It wasn't even Raphael the mobster I saw when he was around his brothers. It was the Raphael that only comes out at night. The predator. And right now, he looked like a nightmare that had come to life in the woods. He wore a black shirt that was so tight it showed every muscle of his chest and shoulders. His arms were huge, covered in veins and tattoos. His tactical boots were covered in wet, brown mud. And his eyes looked exactly like it did when I saw him the first time, a light, piercing brown, like clover honey held up to a flame.

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.