Daphne G Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I asked with a pale smile. She said nothing. No explanation of what she was doing or why she looked so afraid, only that she was trying to make a potion. I noticed the large black pot resting on the ground near her feet and all the strange ingredients spread out around it like some sort of crazy spell-brewing experiment gone wrong. "May I know what is inside?" I asked again. This time, she replied, but in a shaky voice. "This is... a protection concoction, Daphne."

"Don't lie to me, I know the girls like you," Daisy felt the misunderstanding "I'm sorry, sir, there is some confusion. I am not the one whom you are thinking, " Harper glanced at the young girl in front of her, who was still denying that his family had not sent her to seduce him, Harper looked into her eyes and waited for the answer and when she didn't respond, he let go of her, saying, "if that's the case, now get out of here."

Natacha said and began to walk towards the dungeon gate. "It is midnight princess, get some sleep, we will continue tomorrow night" she said, locked the gate and walked down the dark hallway, her footsteps echoed quietly. Lilia stared at the book in her hands, this is her first time coming across a witch book. Growing up, she has read so many books concerning witches, she believed that they exist but she never knew that she was living with one all her life and she herself is a witch. Happy a bit about tonight's progress, Lilia sat beside a wall, her eyes filled with curiosity as she couldn't wait to dive into the book. She glared at the front page, her mind settled to learn her powers and ba

“Nothing.” A long silence stretched between them. Then, the subtle shift of fabric as Daphne moved, preparing to leave. When her steps turned toward the door, panic gripped Lyra’s chest. She reached out, fingers wrapping around Daphne’s wrist before she could slip away. “Wait,” Lyra breathed. Daphne stilled. Lyra licked her lips, her voice hoarse, barely above a whisper. “Earlier… you brought up Kyline. Why?” Daphne hesitated, then slowly turned back. She leaned in close, the warmth of her breath ghosting against Lyra’s cheek as she murmured, “Because I know a thing or two about witches.”

~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.

Seraphina could feel Lady Persephone’s hot gaze on her back like daggers. She finished filling Lady Lissandra’s cup and stepped back to the side with her eyes cast down again. She sent a silent prayer that no one else heard Lady Lissandra’s comment though she knew it was unlikely as half of the guests were vampires not to mention, voices travelled in the courtyard as though it was an ample Théâtre. Lord Silverus from House De-Montagu spoke up “Yes, Lady Persephone, do tell us how you managed to acquire a Dhampir servant, and one with such...interesting markings as well?” his green eyes glistened at her. At that moment, she realised she hadn't fixed her hair since Lady Lissandra moved it leav

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"

Prince Roderick inquired, his voice laced with curiosity. Daphne brushed a strand of her obsidian hair behind her ear, a delicate smile playing on her lush lips. "Actually, you have nothing to worry about. I came to check on your well-being, with your brother who is also now absent." she replied, her eyes, a deep shade of emerald, sparkling with genuine concern.

She knew if Sarah saw her like this she would act over dramatic as always, she never wanted the Luna Queen to go around without her hair and make-up done as she felt it was a personal insult to her that she couldn't do her job. Daphne left the room after taking a deep breath, knowing all eyes would be on her fully exposed neck. But then she thought, she could either be proud to sport the hickeys given to her by infamous alpha king or be ashamed about it. She was far from the latter. Walking into the dining room, she came face to face with the culprit of the imprints on her neck. Seating at the end of the table, with a buffet in front of him, Dwayne had his laptop on the table as he sipped on

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.