Daphne X Harry Novels & Stories

“Forgive me, my Queen. I never got the chance to introduce myself to you earlier on.” Daphnée nodded her head and walked around it to Dante and pushed him out of the way. She pulled open one drawer and took out the pink box of truffles. Closing the drawer, she walked back to the chairs and sat down. She handed Raffael one of them and said, “Go help your partner. I want to be alone with my husband.” After he left with a bitter expression on his face, Dante said, “I see you are playing your role well.”

He was the most dangerous man she would ever come across, and she didn't want to have anything to do with him. She was not the one he asked for. It was supposed to be Ophelia. Why were they doing this to her? What was she going to do? Who would fight for her? Adrian could do that, but he wasn't. Now that she thought about it, she realized also for the first time since one year of their marriage that he did not care about her just as she thought. Perhaps, he thought he was doing her a favor. He was, or wasn't he? Daphne had been a weak Omega wolf from birth and was bullied by so many people—not until she was married to Adrian who she believed came to save the day.

All the grandeur and money could not erase the pain I had seen in Dane's eyes. Silence throughout the meal, Katherine played her part in this macabre theatre, her presence a constant reminder of the complex dynamics at play. It was clear Dane knew her. I wish he had told me about her before we arrived. Like so many other things I'd wished I'd known about before.

My brows rose, Daphne shouldn't have bothered, she just gave birth, she shouldn't be moving so much. “ Daphne shouldn't come, she's still recovering from bi—” “ My baby!!!” Daphne's voice came as she rushed in her daughter trailing behind her. “ Auntie!!!” Her small voice called after as she rushed to my bedside, Harrison stood giving them space. “ What happened?” Daphne cupped my cheeks, worry etched in her voice. My gaze shifted to Harrison, who's gaze communicated a secret threat one which translated to “ say a word and I'll fucking kill you”

"Who's Martina by the way?" "You don't know?" Colin asked back and Daphne shakes her head. "Hills' ex fiancee" Daphne raised her brows and nodded as realization dawned on her. "I remember now! It totally escaped my mind" Daphne said as they sat down. "Do you think she and Damon are working together?" "It's obvious from the video" Daphne sighed, then said again.. "Do you have her picture? I'd like to see what she looks like"

"Exactly! This wretched woman is Daphne's mother, yet she stands by while other children bully her. Now she even pretends to be a good person!" This time, Timothy didn't fall for their manipulation. His gaze remained icy as he looked at Harriett. "Daphne is lying unconscious in the hospital. Isn't that what you should care about when she wakes up? Daphne isn't a tool for you to use to get rid of your rivals." Harriett and Yasmin froze, completely taken aback. It was clear that Daphne's place in Timothy's heart was far more important than they had imagined.

Tapping on it, the sight that met her swallowed the air in her lungs. A headline blared across every gossip blog like a horrendous trumpet: “Alexander Wade’s Former Love Spotted Leaving His Office. Are They Rekindling?” Under it, a picture. A clear one. Daphne stepped out of Alexander’s office building, wearing her fox-smile and the same style of provocative outfit she had worn when she walked in a few days back. Another angle showed her adjusting her hair, then smirking at a camera as though she wanted to be seen.

DAPHNE “Do me a favor, Daph… Warn me next time? Before you go and tell me what might be the hottest sex story ever?” Hazel shakes her head and fans herself. “It’s been a while for me, y’know.” Then she flashes a grin and straightens up. “But really, in all seriousness. I’m so happy for you.” “Thanks.” I feel a squiggly, giggly warmth spread through my chest. “I’m happy, too.”

Daphne who was squatting on the ground and acting as a stepping stone was exceptionally exhausted. Lauren Serrano lowered her head to take a look, her small, exquisite, snow-white face was also flushed from the torment: "Just a little more, I'll be able to reach the balcony's guardrail." "I just don't want you to shit on my head and pee. Atlas Harrison must have dug another's ancestral grave in his previous life, to make you like him so much, and be loyal to him. He's getting married today, and you're here to make trouble. " Daphne didn't know whether it was good or bad that she was helping the evil.

It reminds me too much of Sophomore year, when Daphne and I were best friends, and before the incident with Harrison. Daphne always wanted to go to every football game, hoping to catch Harrison's attention. She knew if she was friends—or more—with Harrison, that she'd be immediately popular, and it would surely secure her a spot on the Dance Team. Harrison had that much power. She would try and talk to him after every game. It is weird to see her sitting next to him now, such good friends. I wonder what she did to earn it. I notice Daniel on the track, casually jogging. My eyes scan the area until they come upon his track bag. The keys must be in there. He notices me as I walk through the ch