Romans & histoires Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Raph

"Can you tell me anything about Raphal?" "I only met him a couple of times. Pretty fierce-looking guy, although he seemed pretty laid back. A hell of a fighter too. He is one of the rogues that hunt unlawful rogues," Nathan replied with a shrug. “Uh, what else… He has a grudge against Alpha commands, which he never explained, and is the reason he refuses to join another pack. If two people tried to rile each other up, he would say exactly what Etheral just did." He turned to me and asked, "How did you meet him?" "

GERARD . . The door creaked open, and without thinking, I turned to cover Tommy with my body. Then I saw who it was. “Raph.” My shoulders dropped. “It’s just you.” Tommy’s pheromones hit him. “He’s in rut?” “Yeah.” I wrapped my fingers around Tommy’s wrist. “I need to get him out of here.” Silence—heavy and dense—dragged as Raph’s gaze darted to Tommy, then back to me. His pupils flared like I had betrayed him.

Raphael said. "Just a minute, I'll heal you!" said Raphael. He put his palm on Nara's wound. Rafael's energy moved and began to heal the girl's wounds. Nara accidentally looked at Rafael's handsome face. Her sharp nose, thick eyebrows and sexy lips made her heart suddenly beat very fast.

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.

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.

~ Raph ~ He could not remember a day when he was so angry that he was almost fuming. He could not even think straight; his brain was mush, but he knew one thing. He was angry as hell, and he could not blame anyone. Maybe him. But to be honest, as much as he would like not even on him he could not put the blame. Maybe on fate? He was still debating when the door from his office opened and his fiancée walked in, fresh as a daisy. She was smiling, a truly genuine smile. He looked at him in a glance, but he could not care less. He returned to his walk up and down in the room, thinking what the hell was wrong with him that he said those words. Words that he didn't even mean. Luna was taking a lot

him -how the hell did he managed to do that I still have no fucking idea- which I definitely have to ask, by the way, And three...The last, and my favorite; THEY ARE TOTALLY ACTING LIKE SOME FREAKING REGULAR HUMAN BEINGS! Which is extremely mind-boggling, dare I say... “Rise and shine, Panties! Time to get ready for school!” Raph’s chirpy, extremely annoying tone suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts, shouting from somewhere by the door, making me groan in annoyance, flipping on my stomach and bury my face in the pillow.

she asked as I leaned against the island leaving my back to face the living room. "I'm dying," I joked and she smiled moving to stand in front of me. "You're so fucking dramatic" she pointed out softly, her gaze falling to my hip. "What?" I asked holding her hand, pulling her attention back to me. "Tell me about your tattoo," she said referring to the one on the right side of my hip, and I smiled. "It's an Adinkra symbol, it means strength" "An Adinkra symbol?" she repeated, wordlessly asking me to explain.

“...in visiting him in his hosue they got into another fight and then one of the kids ended up being killed, and guess what it was the one one who decided to take their rivalry a step further who got killed, the other kid panicked and called his two other friends that are brother in the middle of the night, and they helped him cover up a murder case by disposing off every evidence….. There was a large silence in the room and the only thing.that we could hear was I and Raph’s heartbeat to the roof. Raph clenched and unclenched his knuckles and suddenly he stood up pacing back and forth in the room. “We didn't mean to do it!”. Whatttt… No no he wasn't meant to lose his guard immediately.. Our

"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."