Daphne Du Maurier Novels & Stories

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

That was when it clicked and I remembered who he was. Nathaniel Hawthorne was the heir to the Alpha seat as well as Daphne's Lycan boyfriend, at least until he had an encounter with rogues that left him so injured that he became crippled leading Daphne onto ghosting him for Damien as soon as she found out she was mated to him. And here I was being told that I was going to be married to him??? Unable to hold it in, I stood up abruptly ignoring my mother's nag about manners and ran to my room where I vomited everything I had for dinner in the sink while tears ran down my eyes.

Hills said. A stunned silence engulfed all of them as they were all just clouded with their own thoughts. Daphne continued massaging Regina's forehead with the towel when a thought hit her. she stopped and turned to Hills, then asked:- "By the way! Who's that lady beside Damon? She doesn't look familiar to me, is she Damon's wife? The one who's name is Charlotte?" Daphne asked, expecting Hills to answer. But Hills simply gave Colin his phone back. "I'll be right back, I need to be somewhere"

Thank you very much, I'll be eternally grateful. We discussed for a moment a few things when Jacques and Cal ran into the room yelling at each other. "You don't know anything about my life, bloodsucker! ", yelled Jacques. “Jacques? "Asked Charlotte, the Queen of Witches. "Charlotte? "Wait, do they know each other? Why didn't he say anything? "I asked myself. "Are you the Queen of witches? ", he asked, getting closer and forgetting everything about Calyxte.

another added. Carmen stepped into the ornate carriage with a knowing smile, Ipu and Keila taking their seats beside her. In the original story, Lady Daphne was infamous for her harsh demeanor-never smiling, never greeting anyone, and always treating those around her like trash and with cruelty. Her sudden shift in behavior was bound to raise eyebrows and spark whispers. But this was precisely Carmen's first step toward reshaping Daphne's identity.

Then they brought her in. Daphne Reid. Twenty three years old, worked as a baker in a local bread factory, has an aged mother who needs surgery and a toxic marriage she was clearly trying to escape. I had already done my research. My men had gathered all the details they could find. The pieces fell into place too perfectly. She stood there, uncertain and confused, with her eyes darting around my office as if she were still trying to process why she was here. She looked exactly like Daisy. It was eerie.

Her make up, as usual was minimal and highlighted her natural beauty. Melissa was satisfied. If she were to get married in her real world, she had envisioned herself as how she looked like today. She wondered how Duke Kensington looked like. She had not seen the man since the last time they met when she visited the Kensington Estates. Thinking about the visit, Melissa couldn’t help but felt a chill down her spine. She had finally met the infamous female antagonist in the novel, the supposed cause of death for the real Lady Melissa in the book. Lady Sophia Barton. The Duke’s distant cousin who was the same age as him.

she said, as she walked out of the dinner room, feeling disappointed. She trailed to his room, her face in a deep frown. She just couldn't understand how Damien was able to ignore his mate's mind so well, he was not affected by anything that happened to her. Furthermore, she finally reached his room. The dim light of the hallway reflected on the dark marron door, which was also designed in the Victorian style.

But this one made me anxious. Knock. Knock. I turned to look over my shoulder as someone knocked at my door. “Enter,” I called. The door opened, and the scent of rain wafted in. I knew immediately who it was. Daphne stepped inside, wearing a stunning white dress that hugged her slim, tall frame. She looked amazing, her blonde hair cascading down her back. A smile lit up her face as she walked closer to me, stopping by the open balcony doors. She leaned against the frame, taking me in. The look in her eyes shifted, and I sensed her concern.

Elena watched their interaction with a confused expression. The strange woman laughed coldly at Claire's words. “Don't play dumb with me, child. I see through you like a glass. If you can deceive everyone in this pack, you can't deceive me. And to answer your previous question, I am Daphne, the Seer of the Dark Moon Pack.” She said with pride. Claire's mouth fell open in shock. She knew at that moment she was done for as a cold chill ran through her body. “I -I didn't know y-you —” She stuttered.