Daniel Radcliffe 2023 Novels & Stories

Lillian took me to introduce him. The first thing that came to my mind after looking at him is Harry Potter, I meant, Daniel Redcliffe in Harry Potter. Because, he has those big round glasses, messy hair is pulled straight out from the head, and cerulean eyes. The only thing missing is his scar. He is not as tall as Alexander. Fuck, Alexander. He invaded my thoughts again. I shoved my hands into my jacket when Lillian introduced him. He is her brother, Ryan. I can’t help thinking how lucky she is to have her brother and her fiancé. At least, she should have a happy and peaceful life, something I’ll never have again.

{ Olivia } Nobody told me. Nobody warned me. I hear heavy footsteps on the stairs and I turn around, trying to shake my nose to get rid of the annoying smell of Daniel that stupid Clara is carrying around on her. And then I see him. For the first time in four years. Daniel. He's twenty-seven now and has grown a beard lately. His body was always massive, but now he's even more muscular than before and maybe even taller. He's like a tank that smells like heaven and I want to kill him.

Someone with a key. So I scroll. Read. Try to make sense of everything that’s happened. Then I see him. A news clip from earlier today. Daniel leaving Sterling Tower. Reporters cluster. Cameras flash in his face. He looks exhausted. Hollow. Like he hasn’t slept in days. “Mr. Sterling, do you regret the merger proposal?” someone shouts. Daniel keeps walking. His security guard clears a path through the crowd. Another reporter pushes forward. “What about your relationship with Lydia Crane? Did you know she was committing fraud?”

Could it be Camilla Summers? At that very moment, Evelyn and Harry stepped out of the restaurant. They hadn’t expected to run into someone familiar right outside the door. Daniel had just finished paying at the register when Evelyn spotted him. “Daniel? You’re here too?” she asked, surprised, as she walked toward him. He gave a stiff smile, the corners of his mouth twitching. “Miss Sinclair.” Evelyn instinctively glanced past him. “Mr. Reed’s here as well?” “Oh, no. Mr. Reed’s not here. I was dining alone,” Daniel said quickly.

Jessica said coquettishly. After the call disconnected, Daniel stared at the dark screen of his phone, looking thoughtful. After a moment, he continued walking toward the house. Ever since George's death, Daniel's mother, Rachel Lambert, was the only one living in this enormous house. Daniel had been busy managing Winston Group over the past three years, and Rachel hadn't interfered at all. She spent her days gardening and meditating. It was her birthday today, but she wasn't having a grand celebration. She only called Daniel and asked him whether he was returning for dinner.

See you soon. K: You’re cute. I smile, putting my phone down and turning my attention to the movie. A couple minutes later a knock sounds at the door. “Is he serious?” I mumble, opening the door. “I’m here. I brought the Holy Water, candles, rose petals, snacks, champagne and condoms” Daniel smirks, holding up a bag. “Daniel, what the fuck?” I hiss, turning to look at everyone. Cody and Andrew smirk at each other. “They are getting it on. Down and dirtay” Andrew sings.

"They're both my friends, and Ryker is my ex." "Oops!" I said. Claire was a little stunned and just stared at Alice. I know what he thinks because I'll think the same thing if Daniel is her ex. "Uhm, Russell, could you give me Ryker's number?" "No," Claire said. Claire was looking at Professor Alice. "You can get Daniel's number." When I turned to Claire, she gave me a teasing smile. "Do you know Daniel's phone numbers?" "Russell has," Claire said.

"It's almost time." I found myself drawn to her voice, even though I had no idea who she was. It was as if her voice had a certain allure that made it impossible to ignore. "Uhmmm, sorry. This is Khloe Jacob speaking, Mr. Daniel's P.A., and he isn't available on the phone right now. I'll relay the message to him." I responded, and the line went dead immediately. That must have been the woman he was going to meet at the club tonight. I imagined she was excited about the prospect of spending time with one of the Bradfords. I'd better hurry up with what I was doing, before Daniel loses his temper.

"I'll meet her at the station." "All right." Daniel looked at his coffee. "Will you tell her — when you meet her —" He found the phrase. "Tell her I'm glad she's coming." Adrian looked at him with warmth. "She knows," he said. "But I'll tell her." The morning went on in its quiet way. Daniel showered, dressed, found the dark suit that the formal portion required and put it on in the way he put on the professional configuration — not as a mask, not as the managed exterior, just as the appropriate clothing for a significant day. He put the dark green scarf on the hook by the door when he took it off to change — he would not wear it to the opening, the suit had its own scarf, a grey one — but h

Even when you're crazy, you're still so adorable! After watching the press conference, she saw that the Stephenson's and the Adams had left the scene. Thus, Hilda called up Daniel to express her concern as his ex girlfriend. She even put the call on loudspeaker. The moment the call connected, Daniel's ear splitting roar reverberated throughout the entire living room. "Hilda Adams, you b*tch! You damn b*tch! I hope you rot in hell!"