All Chapters of The Reaver Chronicles: Raphael (Book 2): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1I could tell you the exact moment my entire life took quite the turn for the worse. It was January 13th, 1920. She was 92 years old. I held her frail body in my arms and rocked her gently, running my fingers through her now silver and gray hair. I let my fingers gently trace the Silver glittery infinity symbol etched on the side of her face and down her neck. Her body shuddered at my touch, courtesy of the mark. I knew it was getting close to the end. As much as I wanted to deny it, she had been sick for a while now and refused to let me heal her. 76 years together, and it was all about to be gone. I contemplated just changing her anyways, right now, before the world took her from me forever. I could change her into a Wolf, or a Vampire. Hell I would have changed her into a filthy damn Necromancer if she would have agreed. But I just couldn't bring myself to go against her wishes. This very conversation we have had many times before. It always ended with the same outcome.

Chapter 3We woke up early, around 6am. That was usual for me. My plaything was in the shower, and I was tempted to join her… But why? What was the point in spending any actual time with her? I don’t want to be with her and the more time I spend with her the more attached she will get. I sighed out loud, caught up in my thoughts when I was mind linked by Jerome. “Sir, the Necromancer King doesn’t want to agree to the deal… He wants all the bodies, not just the ones we kill. He’s not budging. He told me to tell you that was his final offer and if we don’t like it, we can shove the deal up our asses.” He said with urgency. “Fucking Necromancers, Jesus Christ. Why must they be so fucking difficult?” I snarled. I took a deep breath in and pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose trying to stay calm. “Don’t worry about it. Let him know that I will meet with him my damn self. We will be leaving in 20 minutes. Thank you, Jerome, for your efforts.” I said back through the mind link, then

Chapter 5I was right, the week had dragged on and on, seeming as if it were never going to end. I was looking forward to my meeting with Blaze, but more importantly I hoped I could get another glimpse at Haven. She may have been insane in my dreams, but it almost made me want her more. I honestly had no idea what type of person she was. I had seen her one time for what seemed like three seconds. Definitely not enough to make a character judgment.I materialized at the clearing where I was to meet with Blaze again to finalize our deal. The regular line of Necromancer Soldiers appeared and stood at attention. A few moments later the two in the middle moved out of the way for the King to come through. “Ave reginae ad omnes.” They all chanted in unison. Wait, all hail the Princess? I needed to work on my Latin, that was for sure, but I was sure that was what they just said. Just then Haven appeared walking through them into the clearing. Blaze was nowhere to be found. My god she was be

Chapter 7It was about 6:45pm when Haven knocked on my door. I set my book down to answer it. She grabbed my hand and we headed down to dinner. She let go of my hand right before we entered the dining hall, and I was surprised she held onto it that long. Any of the warriors or guards could have seen, and I'm sure they would report everything to her father. She’s a daring little thing. I thought. The danger of being caught just intrigued me more.The dining hall was beautiful. It had the same dark and dreary atmosphere as the entire castle. There were at least four huge black crystal chandeliers above us, casting an eerie glow down to the floor. The paintings on this floor depicted the dead being risen and Necromancers using magic. If I were to guess, I’d say they were life sized paintings. But as far up on the walls as they were, I couldn’t tell their actual size.The room was large with tables lined throughout the hall. I assumed from the size, that they all ate together, usually. T

Chapter 9My dreams were riddled with Haven, Necromancers and Cryomancers. I should have just dreamwalked and got myself out of that mess, but I was hoping maybe my dreams would have given me any type of ideas as to what to do with this situation we had ended up in. Unfortunately, I was unable to come to any conclusions. I got up and hopped in the shower, threw on a traditional silver suit with black accents and black shoes. Ran my hand through my hair and headed down to speak to the Cryomancer.It was a little strange… I didn’t see anyone out and about or walking around. The tunnels were lacking the few guards that were roaming around down there yesterday when we went as well. I wonder what they are doing, or where they are at? I ignored the thought though, because when I finally came to the small tunnel entrance I could see it was now covered in glistening ice crystals. So, she really pushed it and made an entire ice tunnel, I see. I stepped inside and the temperature instantly dr