Novel & Cerita Danmachi Daphne

CULLEN’s POV The rain poured heavily. The dark clouds loomed above, seething with fury. I sipped my bittersweet coffee as the Death Note on my desk began to glow faintly. I reached out and took it in my hand. An unfamiliar name appeared, along with the details of death. “Clark Stephen Daniel,” I muttered with a sigh. “Your time has come. I’m coming to collect,” I whispered, my voice void of warmth. It was time to reap his soul. The details were clear—he would die tonight, inside a nightclub.

I snorted. Like the other kids at Mythos, Daphne Cruz was the great-great-whatever descendant of an ancient warrior. Oh, she looked like just another rich, spoiled princess, with her smooth, golden hair; perfect amber skin; expensive pink cashmere sweater; and even more expensive matching pink purse. Daphne was definitely a girly-girl, but she also happened to be a Valkyrie as wel , which meant she was incredibly strong. Seriously. Like Hulk strong.Daphne could have torn apart the table we were sitting at with her bare hands and not even break a nail doing it.

It was perfect, and I kept it on so that Asher was always close to my heart, no matter how many states away. “Oh, also, I have a surprise!” Daphne clicks a few buttons on her phone. She’s a few years older than I am, about thirty, and matches me in height. She pushes some of her dark hair away from her eyes, readjusting her black-framed glasses. Daphne’s been like having a new friend who’s interested in all the same things. I might be paying her, but she’s been so genuine since the moment I met her. “What?” I question, recrossing my legs as the rest of the room chatters among themselves.

"Who's Martina by the way?" "You don't know?" Colin asked back and Daphne shakes her head. "Hills' ex fiancee" Daphne raised her brows and nodded as realization dawned on her. "I remember now! It totally escaped my mind" Daphne said as they sat down. "Do you think she and Damon are working together?" "It's obvious from the video" Daphne sighed, then said again.. "Do you have her picture? I'd like to see what she looks like"

“No, my lady. She shaped her. Forged her from pain and hate. You don’t need chains to raise a weapon. Only a wound that never heals.” By the time Daphne left the village, dawn had begun to break. The forest loomed behind her, heavy with mist and secrets. She wanted to see Fatima with her own eyes—to confront the woman who had twisted an innocent child into an enemy—but she couldn’t. Not yet. Not without proof. Not without a plan. When she returned to the palace, her hair was soaked, her hands numb, and her soul trembling. She slipped into her chamber unseen, only to find Zerach waiting by the fire.

The two of them nodded without a second thought. “Kaze!” Daphne finally regained her composure and called out to Kaze when she saw him coming closer. She was grateful yet scared. She had never seen the brutal side of Kaze. Kaze killed four men right in front of her eyes and he did not even blink.

“I like to know who I’m about to take.” The words echoed in her mind—so similar to what Landon had said in that steamy bathroom. “I want to know who I’m about to fuck.” Daphne pushed the memory away, focusing on the moment, on the target. Just another job. Just another death. “Call me whatever you like,” she whispered, leaning in as if she might kiss him. One of those kisses that would ruin everything, but this time, the best way possible. Her body pressed closer. The warmth radiated between them, mingling and pulsing, a heat that threatened to consume but never would.

’ Dark mussed, enjoying the tension inside the room. ‘You can’t blame me for fucking your woman. You are always out of the territory, seeking for that goddamn Daphne !’ Darius roared. The grin on my face vanished slowly as he mentioned Daphne ’s name. I grasped the blinds until they almost crushed in my hand, especially when my ear caught Lennon’s response. ‘It’s my fucking duty! Daphne ’s also my mate!’ 'That was impossible!"

he said, nodding toward the carnage around us. “Have you seen Daphne?” I demanded, scanning the battlefield frantically. Liam’s smile widened. “Look up,” he said casually. I followed his gaze and my blood ran hot. There she was, moving like a storm, tearing through attackers with a skill and ferocity that left me awestruck. She was amazing. Every strike precise, every movement deadly. I couldn’t hide my admiration even in the middle of war. “Wait, how did you know she was here?” I yelled over the clash.

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