Daniel Radcliffe Instagram Novels & Stories

Daniel and Zayn who are in Zayn's room having a deep conversation that's when Daniel's mobile got vibrated with the message, he checked it and sighed as the message is from Mary. "What happened?" Zayn tried to know the reason behind Daniel's mood change, Daniel showed him the message, "it's that bitch, don't she has any other work apart from seducing me?" "Dude, what did she message you?" Zayn asked, Daniel said, "she wants to speak about an important matter so she is asking me to meet her." "What'll be the important matter right now?" Zayn lost in thinking, "about company shares it takes time, then out of a sudden what kind of important matter came? By chance is it about Luna's pregnancy?"

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!"

she continued. “Mhm,” I said distractedly, glancing at the screen. Tagged in a post. I frowned slightly. “Are you even listening?” she asked. “Yeah, I am,” I said, even though my thumb was already tapping the notification. The post opened. And everything else just… stopped. I didn’t say anything. “Nina?” Amanda called. I kept staring. The photo was too clean. Too perfect. Daniel and Olivia were standing side by side, dressed like they had stepped out of a magazine, smiling as if nothing had ever been wrong.

My stomach lurched and my eyes pooled. “The first and only time we were together,” Daniel sneered, his eyes hard. “Did you really think I wouldn’t keep proof?” Daniel’s smile was cruel. “You wear a halo in public, but one leak of these—” he nudged a photo with his shoe “—and your perfect little life goes up in flames. Tears stung my eyes as my hands shook. I felt the walls closing in, trapping me. “Walk out that door, and I wonder what the press will say when they see these? And if that isn’t enough to tame you, you'll never see your father again. He’s not at the hospital anymore.

{ Clara } [ 17 years old ] I'm not someone special. My life isn't that interesting and I've never had any kind of adventures or anything like that... until he came into my life. Daniel Griffin. A tall, dark haired, blue eyed extremely handsome guy. He was always tall and strong, an obvious alpha even before he presented, but once he did, he became my most intense desire.

I stared at my reflection in the mirrored walls—dark circles under my eyes, hair pulled back in a messy knot, lips chapped from biting them during the cab ride home. When the doors opened, the apartment smelled like coffee and expensive leather, the way it always did. Quiet. Too quiet. "Lydia." His voice came from the living room before I even set my bag down. Daniel stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, phone in hand, still in his suit even though it was past eight. Tall, broad-shouldered, silver starting to thread through his dark hair. He looked exactly like the man who'd built a media empire from nothing.

People glanced at her, some with admiration, others with curiosity sharpened by recent headlines. She acknowledged greetings with polite nods, keeping her expression composed, her steps steady. No one needed to know how heavy she felt beneath the surface. She took her seat near the middle of the hall as the moderator introduced the next speaker. “Daniel Radcliffe, infrastructure consultant and lead advisor on the East Corridor Renewal Project.” Celine’s attention sharpened despite herself. The name meant nothing to her, but the project did. She had followed its progress months earlier, impressed by how efficiently it balanced public need with private investment.

I rolled my eyes at her and she chuckled, "no offence, Jenner Inc. is a great place but you know what I mean, don't you?" "Hey ladies," I heard Daniel's voice from behind us and we both turned to look at him. I literally opened my mouth. He was in a white shirt, a black tie, a black suit, black suede pants and the shiniest leather shoes I'd ever seen. He had curled his hair and brushed it all to the back, if I was told he was an exact replica of a god, I'd believe it. "Hi Daniel, you're looking hot as fuck, geez," Stella said without hesitation.

I replied sharply. "I'm not. All I just wanted to say is stay away from Zack. That's all." He stated. "Thank you." I responded perfunctorily. Silence. Everywhere became silent. Only the utensils I was using could be heard. His phone rang, breaking the silence. "Hello?" Daniel's pov I walked out of the kitchen when i saw tha the caller was Nina. I seriously don't know how to stop this girl from coming into my life. "Daniel, are you at home now?" She asked and I answered 'No'

“Wait a second. Tasha let you spend time with her son? You serious, man?” Daniel couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yeah, I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m serious. We’re hanging out right now.” “I’m gonna need proof,” Stanley said, still sounding skeptical. “No way she’d let you get that close.” Without missing a beat, Daniel pulled out his other phone, zoomed in on Ethan who was now on the swings, and snapped a quick picture. He sent it to Stanley with a smirk. Seconds later, Stanley's voice came through again, this time louder. “No way! Dude, you actually did it!”