Danmachi Daphne Novels & Stories

The eighth time I catch Philip Mumford cheating on me, he pours a bottle of concentrated disinfectant over his groin. "Happy now?" Amid the wreckage, his face is deathly pale as he looks at me like I'm the one who has lost my mind. It's the first time he's ever backed down. I stand frozen, clutching a piece of broken porcelain, suddenly feeling completely lost. During our worst fight, I strap dynamite to myself and his mistress, forcing him to choose between us. In response, he has himself and my parents tied to five semitrucks chained together, then smiles and asks if I still want him to choose. That's how we spent ten years torturing each other, neither of us willing to give in, bac

Daphne hadn't realized she was at war with herself. Her karma was payback on the crimes she got away with. “Then do it. Keep playing your game. Keep manipulating everyone. But don’t think for one second I’m scared of you.” Her jaw twitched. And then, she raised her hand to slap me. I caught it mid-air, my fingers tightening around her wrist as I stared into her. “Try it,” I said low, deadly calm. “And I swear, you’ll regret it.” Her mouth opened, but before she could say anything, a voice sliced through the tension.

Her face was twisted, her expression sour, as if she’d just swallowed something rancid. A triumphant smile tugged at my lips. Yes, the woman they had kicked to the curb was now the powerful titan standing over their crumbling empire. Ryan’s hand reached out, moving as if in a trance to meet mine. Just as his fingers were about to touch my skin though, Daphne snapped. She lunged forward, grabbing his arm and yanking him back with a force that nearly made him stumble. "What are you doing, Ryan!" she hissed. She turned her venomous gaze toward me, her eyes filled with the same hatred they’d had when she forced me to drink the aborticide. .

It was so intense it leaked through, reaching me. "Stay with me," I begged. "Look at me, Milo. Just look at me." "It hurts," he sobbed. "Damon, it hurts so much." "I know. I know, love. But you are so strong. You are the strongest person I have ever known." I didn't. Tears streamed down my face. "You survived her. You survived everything she did to you. You can survive this." Daphne worked with grim efficiency, her hands moving with practiced precision despite the crude conditions. Blood pooled on the table, soaking through the linens.

I replied, just then, Daphne walked down the staircase and towards us. “Oh Wow, you’re here, Hi Harper,” she greeted with a tight lipped smile, I won’t lie that I wasn’t surprised, she didn’t pass to me as someone who could actually smile, but I guess I probably didn’t just get to know her outside of work setting. “Hi Daphne,” I greeted in reply with a small smile also and we all settled down around the dinning to eat, Damon finally let go of my hands, pulled out a chair for me and made me sit before pushing it back in a little, through the corner of my eyes I could see his mother and sister exchange suspicious glances but it would be so weird to look at them. Damon slowly pulled out his cha

~DANE~ My screams echoed through the walls of my room as I clenched my fists tightly, drawing blood. Surprises abounded tonight. Not only did I discover that Daphne had survived and was now posing as Sapphire, but her survival threatened to ruin everything I had meticulously planned. How could she still be alive? They had brought me news of her death, prompting me to mate with Alexa quickly. Now, she was back in the arms of the War Alpha, the man I compete with. He had it all: money, fame, and power. It felt like she was rubbing it in my face, making me question why I had rejected her.

Darren explained. “Oh yes. That. I was so caught up in the whole mate introductions.” André quickly explained. “Amelia is a Gamma heir from Madonie who can see when magic is being used to catch you up. Darren had her identify the afflicted at the holding cells to use a potion Bisnonna made to counter it.”

The rain was pouring heavily, yet they managed to run out of the forest. When they reached the palace, Dillon placed her in the Alpha’s chamber. He called them Lilac and Millie. "Push, Emily..." Millie instructed as she was holding Emily’s cervix. "A little further, I can see your child’s head." Dillon was confused; he didn’t know what to do. He was walking back and forth. He was undecided if he would connect with the Alpha through his mind. He couldn’t think properly. Out of the blue, Drake appeared in his mind.

he decided to break the silence since the other was refusing to simply just open up. Damien who had his head rested against the chairs with his eyes close fluttered his eyes opened, revealing his perfect blue eyes that shone brightly and pulled any soul in for comfort till he completely shreds you apart. He was the perfect predator, though he had the air and ruthlessness of any alpha surrounding him like a deadly aura, his eyes seem to speak differently whenever he was looking at someone and when he smiles, it eases people’s heart and pulls them close and closer and closer till he attacks his prey.

Helga sighed. “Do you often see Dhampir’s with extra abilities?” Achilles asked. “Not often but, it does happen occasionally of course, I’ve never know it to give someone an extra marking though… Seraphina is a very strong Dhampir already, its fascinating to see her channel her powers without using incantations, I suspect that awakening her Dragon has strengthened her powers further and maybe even awakened unknown abilities. Has she spoke of having dream visions in the past?” Helga asked Achilles.