Novel & Cerita Daphne Vs Zarkos

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.

Daphne studied me, her eyes softening with that familiar tenderness, like an elder attempting to soothe a wayward young wolf. "Melanie, it's been a long time." I gave no reply. Deep within my mind, Frost released a low growl—alert, edged with faint irritation. Daphne seemed to expect my silence. She sighed quietly, her voice softer than usual. "Melanie, you—" "Melanie." Zara cut in abruptly. Her tone remained cool, yet carried a natural authority—like a high-ranking she-wolf standing beneath moonlight, inherently entitled to pass judgment.

Hermes thought his legs were going to give out when she suddenly stood up with a smile. "You were right; I needed a closer look," Daphne said. Hermes couldn't take it anymore. He lifted her so she would wrap her legs around him. "Enough playing." He said as he put her back against the wall and slammed into her. Daphne held onto him tightly as he thrust into her repeatedly. Her eyes rolled back in her head; it was even better than she had expected. Without thinking, her canines extended, and she bit into his neck. Hermes' legs buckled from the intense sparks. When she pulled her head back, he chuckled.

I immediately knew it was no other than Zane. I was stunned by his wolf’s beauty, he was absolutely gorgeous; even though he was covered in a little blood. He shifted in his human form, in front of me and OH BOY! Holy mother of all fucks! Zane in his human form was even more beautiful than his wolf form, he was a walking Adonis. The epitome of male beauty and strength. He oozed this sexy yet dangerous aura about him, suitable only for an Alpha. My gazed lowered and Motherfuc —

Daphne The air in the office was colder than I expected. Not just from the hum of the air conditioner, but from the weight of the man standing behind the desk. Zachary Moreau. He hadn’t changed much. Maybe a little older, his jaw a bit sharper, his confidence even more defined. He wore a charcoal suit that probably cost more than my entire month’s rent, and yet it wasn’t the clothes that made him intimidating. It was the stillness. The kind that said he was used to being in control of everything around him.

Zane uttered smugly as he sat down in the chair opposite her desk, promptly perching his expensive shoes on top. “What the hell do you know about “these things” anyway, Smith?” She retorted as she shoved his feet off the end of her desk. Zane Smith was a fixer, Reaperr’s fixer, and he was as dangerous as a live grenade. In any other situation, London would have tip-toed around him, giving him a wide birth to do his bidding, but, she could feel the noose around her neck, and this time, not in a good way.

Then I saw her and something inside me snapped. Daphne sat curled against the cold floor, trembling violently while members of the Light Festival council surrounded her. Bruises covered her skin—her neck, stomach and legs. One side of her lip was swollen and there were scratches along her arms as though someone had dragged her across the ground. Rage exploded through me so violently it nearly drowned out reason. “What is happening here?” My voice boomed through the court, causing everyone to flinch and turn toward me in fear. I crossed the room quickly and crouched beside Daphne. She immediately curled tighter into herself, her face lowered as if expecting another blow.

"No, what are you doing? You're just delusional, Izzy." "Hey. Hey. Hey. I've never had an illusion, Dzai!" "Never had illusions but assumed? That's where the heart is broken!" Daphne replied with a smile. Izzy raised an eyebrow at the same time. "You're so dumb you're giving back to me, aren't you? You can't let me pass you like that, Daphne Romero-Fuentevalle! I've known you since you were born in this world!" Daphne suddenly laughed and so did Izzy.

"And then... it all went wrong." Seeing that she didn't want to talk, he didn't press her further. They walked in silence for a while, the forest around them alive with the sounds of nocturnal creatures. Daphne's mind drifted back to everything that had happened, to Seraphina's betrayal. A fierce determination burned within her. She vowed to make herself stronger and come back to take revenge. ******* Seraphina's heart pounded in her chest as she paced back and forth, her boots clicking against the cold marble floor. The tension in the air could be felt even from meters away.

Lorenzo's POV My hands rimmed the edges of the glass as I chugged down the scotch, I couldn't help but notice how the girl standing in front of me paled when compared to Daphne. Daphne was like a diamond, one that shone bright even in the dark, but this thing in front of me was a successful clone, that had me wondering why someone like her had been brought. An interior motive perhaps? My eyes gleamed with fury when she sashayed closer.