Raphael Rhythm Thief Novels & Stories

Liana is tired of her mother’s constant marriages and moving out , her mother is getting married to an Alpha and she has no choice but to join her to the pack. Liana ends up crossing paths with her mate who thinks she’s a thief, it’s more shocking when she realizes they are step siblings. Jace can’t stay away from Liana even when he thinks he should due to the fact that they are step siblings. Liana and Jace end up playing with fire, will they overcome the obstacles that will come their way?

Playing with fire will get you burned. Lilly-Ann is a 26-year-old reporter great at her job, always uncovering the truth. Until she catches a big one, Lenkov a hotel tycoon. Trouble follows her like a thief in the night, as she needs to watch over her shoulder more then she like to admit. Falling head over heels for the wrong guy leads Lilly-Ann to a crossroad. She needs to choice between love or her story which she put her heart and soul into. As a secret is revealed just before she made her choice.

Exiled to a small Italian town after a sex-tape scandal torched her father’s career, Lilith Black was meant to vanish. Instead, she strides into Saint Raphael’s in a white dress and targets the one man she can’t touch. Father Damien Cross is devotion incarnate—until the confessional booth becomes her weapon. She sees the killer beneath the collar and craves him anyway. He knows she’ll ruin him, but the monster inside is already clawing free. When ghosts from his blood-soaked past resurface, Lilith must decide if Damien is worth the inferno. Some temptations are worth burning for. Some sins are too delicious to resist.

She was supposed to be the thief who stole from his empire.   Instead, she became his wife. Arielle Vasquez wakes up bound to Matteo Moretti—a tattooed, ruthless enforcer of the Moretti clan, a bastard son burning with rage and a hunger for validation. Their marriage is a punishment, a cage of suspicion and hate. He sees her as a liar, a liability. She sees him as the enemy who stole her freedom. But the first night changes everything. She gasped as Matteo pinned her against the wall of their wedding suite, his breath hot against her throat, ink-dark eyes devouring her defiance.   “You think you can play games with me, little thief?” he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, possessive, punishing. “I’ll break you before you break me.” Arielle lifts her chin, lips brushing his ear in a whisper. “Try it. I dare you.” As secrets unravel and betrayals cut deeper, the line between enemy and obsession blurs. Every touch during late-night raids, every heated argument that ends with her back against a wall and his mouth crashing down on hers, pulls them closer to surrender.   But the real danger isn’t the Russians closing in.   It’s the heartless man who’s starting to want her more than revenge.   And the woman who’s beginning to crave the darkness he offers. In a world built on blood and power, love is the deadliest weapon of all.

A well trained FBI agent decides to take up a long time unsolved criminal case. He makes up his mind to find the thief who’s being a smooth criminal for too long. Finally he solves the mystery and discovers it’s a girl, each time he’s about to get hold of her, she slips through his fingers like a serpent. The cunning beautiful Lara decides to steal the agent’s heart in order to deceive him and rob a bank, but in the process the two stubborn people fall for each other’s charm.... And so the Prey fell in love with the Predator.

WARNING: BOOK IS EROTIC AND CONTAINS STEAMY SCENES (18+) He kissed me and cupped my breasts in his two hands rubbing my hard nipples as he went deeper slowly .I felt him fully in me ,he increased his rhythm and as he did ,I felt an intense wave of pleasure. My heart was pounding and I felt like it was going to jump out of my chest ,my nipples were getting harder ,my legs were shaking and my entire body was ..... The book is a collection of short romantic, erotic and steamy stories of different people sure to leave you hooked and wanting more . Read more to find out.......

Someone steals my takeout at the school gate. It is from a BBQ restaurant. Not only does the thief eat it all, but he also humiliates me in front of my classmates. He mocks, "Look, everyone! This is what a pauper would eat. Even my dog eats better than this!" He pulls out a stack of cash and slaps one bill against my face. Then, he tosses the rest into the air. "Happy birthday, beggar!" Three days later, he is burned to death in the alley behind the school, his limbs stretched out and tied to a tree. He is literally "grilled." And I become the murderer.

He bought her womb. He never expected to lose his heart. Athena was sold like an animal to a ruthless Alpha who wanted an heir—not a wife. Marked as his breeder, she was his to touch, to hold, and to use. Athena suffered in silence, hiding the truth that she was his fated mate, hoping he would one day love her. But when she could no longer endure the pain, Athena fled—taking with her the one thing Alpha Raphael truly wanted: his child. And she vowed to make him pay for treating her as nothing more than a slave. Can the man who once shared her bed and haunted her dreams win her back? Or will Athena fall for the new Alpha who offers her something she never had—freedom and love?

After a one night stand with a mysterious stranger. Evelyn Rosé, twenty five years old and mother of one, came back to her City to live a new life but under the fear of her son getting snatched away from her. She had a bad history with her family and her fiance but came back strong with the love of her son occupying her heart. But then she met her new cold Billionaire Boss who looked so much like her son and whom her son kept calling 'Daddy.' "Shush, don't call him that." "But he is my Daddy." Her son pouted. Raphael Theophilus the cold-hearted unbend Billionaire smiled at her son. He remembered Evelyn Rosé but she doesn't remember him.

My daughter unplugs my oxygen tube before throwing herself into her nanny's arms. "The old hag is finally dying, Mom. I don't need to call a thief my mother anymore!" It turns out the nanny switched my child for hers when they were born. I've spent the last two decades doting on the nanny's daughter. I die of an aneurysm after recalling my birth daughter's horrible death. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day my daughter was born.