Daphne Blake Zombie Island Novels & Stories

I trailed off, briefly wondering if the check would still be safe if I’d left it in my bra instead of moving it to my purse when I boarded the final flight that was bound for New York City. “I’m intimately involved with “The Island,” Anya. I’m one of the main investors, and you wouldn’t believe what a chuckle I got seeing your name on the roster of competitors for the weekend.” His beady eyes focused on me, and he licked his lips in a hungry fashion. “I quite enjoyed your show, though was aggravated to have a lot of the footage missing when the producer forwarded it to me yesterday. I didn’t get to see your deflowering, for example. Tell me what the hunter did to you, and in great detail.” I

only her. Jade's POV That was amazing, I guess I can check kitchen sex off the list. I looked over at Blake as he pulled his sweatpants up, his back decorated with new marks and some of them cut deep enough that they were starting to bleed, "I really think I should trim my nails." I said. He walked up to me and took my hands in his, "I thought we already talked about this." he smiled. "Yeah but you're bleeding."

"Come with me!" We got out of that prison. In a corner, it placed a dusty cupboard, candles above it, and an adorned mirror on the side. While taking out an old book, he approached me. "I can help you, but I have one condition." "W-what is it?" "Now is the time to tell you. Lisa Dorling is nothing but a dark spirit that has been keeping this island cursed for years. She will let no one live, neither you, me, nor your friends. If you want to go back, you have to help me break this curse."

he declared as he looked me dead in the eye. "What. No. No. You will not touch her!" I spat. They stopped in their tracks. The woman with blonde hair shared a look with Antonio. "Do it." I panicked as they took slow steps towards me. One of the guys pulled out a needle. I tried to stand up but the chains pulled me back. The guy grabbed my arm, he slowly pushed the sharp needle deep into my skin then pulled out the syringe. "What-wha-" I tried to speak but everything started to spin. I felt weak as black and white spots started to appear. "No, Isabelle," I whispered. "Please don't-" Darkness...

“Nothing I can’t handle.” Daphne stood. “Good. Then I’ll handle my end. Expect my call.” Izzy nodded, turning for the door. Kimmelly followed, fuming. As they stepped into the cold night air, Kimmelly finally exploded. “This is a mistake.” Izzy exhaled. “Then don’t come with me.” Kimmelly grabbed her arm. “That’s not what I meant. You think Daphne’s just helping you? She’s a vampire, Izzy. There’s always a catch.”

The realization that her own kindred, both vampires and wolves, were engaged in destructive battles likely filled her with sadness and a sense of loss. She was gone for just a day. How did it get to this? Daphne asked as she found Pilpo engaging in a fierce fight with a vampire. Her shirt was torn halfway down and filled with blood. Slowly, she turned to the right to find Liam passively observing the chaos without intervening.

And Clayton is tasked to protect the townspeople. Dayanne's face contorted as it came to contact with the sun's rays. The light hurt her eyes even when they're closed. She lift her right hand to cover her orbs from the striking rays and decided to just wake up. It must be very late now judging by the sun's position in her window. To her great surprise, a shooting pain hit her shoulder after seconds of lifting her arms. Then all her body parts started to ache that she cried out of the sensations that are killing her.

“Have you found anything on Daphne?” Immediately, he passed the envelope to me, and replied. “Yes, Alpha. According to my investigations, she’s an illegitimate daughter of the Beta of Dark Iron Pack. Who he had with his omega slave and Daphne’s mother is late. She died in a fire while saving Daphne.” He paused, and continued when I didn’t say anything else, which was a signal that he should go on.

Sometimes, I was anxious about what he did out there and wondered if he ever came across Stephan. However, that was a fleeting thought. I was enjoying the freedom this island afforded me. I had grown to love Black River Town and every weekend Daphne and I drove through the town just to have fun. Of course there was a few down side to it. One of them was living through the incessant "games" Simon and Daphne played between themselves. I had once walked in on the both of them and what I saw was unwanted and seared into my brain. "Oh, Pamela, we though you were coming in later on," Daphne said casually as if I was not seeing her in a dom suit with her large breast exposed. Her curly pussy hair w

"Come down in chains, or your pack bleeds out on your own stone." Daphne stepped up right beside me on the edge of the broken balcony. Her face had gone pale, but her dark eyes were set like cold flint. She looked at Vance on his knees. She looked at the dead northern pack guards who had died fighting to protect her home. "He's not bluffing, Malakai," she whispered, her voice tight. "I don't care," I growled, my claws digging deep into the wooden railing. "I will jump down there right now and tear his head off."