Camp Scare Daphne Novels & Stories

When he looked at her, he saw her eyes were open, but the look in her eyes was that of someone who is scared. “You’re up?” Dante said as he moved away, giving her space. Daphnée sat up on the bed and looked at him. She looked at the gauze that fell on the bed and picked it up. “How are you feeling?” Dante asked as she put the gauze on the nightstand. Daphnée sighed. She turned to him and asked, “What do you want me to say, Mr Bardi?” Staring at her, he said, “You should’ve expected as much. I’m a wanted man, by the women and the police.”

While the estate buzzed with frantic tactical orders, I walked back up the grand staircase toward the guest wing, my chest heavy with a suffocating weight. Victoria was out there. Free. Lingering in the shadows like a poisonous phantom, waiting for her next chance to strike at our family. I pushed open the door to Daphne’s suite softly, stepping inside. Daphne was lying under the soft white duvet, her body curled into a tight, defensive ball. Hearing the door open, she flinched violently, shrinking back against the pillows with wide, trembling dark eyes full of raw, helpless terror. "E-Elena...?" she rasped out, her voice breaking as tears brimmed in her eyes. "I heard loud sirens outside...

All kinds of horrible scenarios rushed in my mind, I began imagining how he's gonna punish us and the kind of punishment tools he's gonna use. I even imagined him throwing me in tbe belly of a brass bull and lighting a fire underneath it -I didn't realize when I released an agonizing scream. "What's wrong?" Daphne asked me when she heard me scream. "N-nothing" I shook my head. She nodded, threw an arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer. "Let's go downstairs and eat, we don't know what's waiting for us yet, so I suggest we eat enough to have strength to wage whatever is coming" she said.

Ethan Ford’s dare was: [Choose any girl here and kiss her for three minutes. Make sure it’s a French kiss!] The next second, Ethan’s eyes fixed on my girlfriend, Clara Sutton, who was sitting beside me. Everyone followed his gaze. Among them were glances eager for entertainment. Reason told me Clara would never agree. She was always so fastidious. But my emotions tightened like a coil, my right hand clenched into a fist. Ethan strode straight toward me.

Just pain and panic. I scream as they drag me to the fence and throw me like garbage into the dirt on the other side. I land hard on my side, my ribs aching in my chest. The sharp scent of blood and pine fills my nostrils. My vision swims. Daphne stands at the edge of the border, arms folded, satisfied. She tilts her head, eyes gleaming. “Welcome to the rogues’ forest, Claire,” she says. “Let’s see how long your instincts keep you alive without your precious wolf.”

"Obviously, you are. Want to tell us what's going on or what's on your mind?" Daphne sighed before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "On my way back from work today, I felt a chill run down my spine. It was as though someone was watching me, following me. It felt creepy, like they were right behind me. But when Gideon called out to me, the feeling vanished. Something didn't feel right, and I just can't wrap my head around it." She paused, collecting her thoughts before continuing. "I know it sounds crazy, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike."

First it was hide and seek, then it was never have i ever, which got them drunk enough to start playing truth or dare. "Kyle!" Steve yelled. Kyle was half through a sip of energy drink and vodka. "Truth." He said after. Steve wrinkled his nose. "Nevermind. who wants a dare?" He asked and Becca's hand shot up. She wasn't nearly as wasted as the others because she really hasn't done anything too exciting. While they took shots for skateboard tricks they've done and relationships they've been in, Becca sat quietly. This was Becca's game. She loved dares and her friends were pretty good at giving them. She would usually go through with every dare, and had a pretty hot streak going.

I waited impatiently and anxiously. It turned out that these robbers had a change of plans. They intended to take Daphne to their headquarters for later redemption. I didn't know what they would do to Daphne later. As the robbers moved, I counted silently. At the count of ten, I would grab the gun of the robber who was still standing next to me and make sure that all the captives were still scared. I was going to shoot them all and finish them off. But at the count of three, Daphne rebelled. She didn't want to go with the robbers. The robber who held her captive accidentally scratched Daphne's neck with his knife and made blood flow from her neck. "Shit!" The robber let Daphne go. Her friend

Diana knew better than to argue with her daughter so she kept her mouth shut and left the backyard, leaving her to the chores. " And there she goes again, leaving her unfortunate daughter to everything" Anna murmured as she continued to dry out the clothes. After she was done, she sat to sort out the fresh vegetables. " Where in the word is she? Isn't she supposed to be here to help me out? I'm so going to kill her when I see her in the market place" " Looking for me? " Anna flinched loudly at the sudden voice behind her. Abigail, knowing she's successful in scaring her friend, laughed loudly as she emerged from the clothes on the line.

he growls and I flinch as tears fill my eyes. I turn to walk away when I felt Mackenzie take my hand. I look back, looking between her and my boss with scared eyes. "She was thanking me for saving her life. Your employee was nearly sexually assaulted in your restaurant," Mackenzie says in a protective tone. "Who do you think you're talking to," Mr Jones snarls in her face. "Sir, do you know who you're talking to," the man from before asks and Mr Jones turns to him. "She's the Dhampir, Mackenzie."