Daphne X Velma Novels & Stories

There are going to be lots of eyes on me as the returned Princess and the champion’s declared mate – I want to show everyone that I’m proud of both. “Hmm,” Daphne says, tapping her lip with her finger and staring into the wardrobe. “I might have an…idea. Do you mind?” She raises her eyebrow at me and mom, and I know that we both give her the same grin.

Ryan’s POV The house was silent when I walked in, save for the hum of the climate control. Daphne wasn't home. Again. I checked my phone. My security detail had already sent the update: she was at The Velvet Room, a high-end club downtown. I knew she was just dancing and drinking with her socialite friends. I had eyes on her at all times, but I still hated it. A Harrington wife shouldn't be spending four nights a week in a smoke-filled VIP lounge.

"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"

Melina, though wounded, concealed her pain beneath a veil of fortitude as she confronted Daphne's audacity. "Why should I believe you? Your words are as fickle as the autumn breeze. I know you've always had your eyes on Roderick and I once overheard you talking about it with Xanthe. I hope Xanthe isn't having an affair with Maximus too... You shameless whores," she challenged, her voice quivering with suppressed emotion. Daphne closed her eyes briefly, attempting to quell the surge of anger within her.

Daphne mumbled anxiously while glancing at me. “Oh,” Valerie explained. “You didn't even tell me that the bitch is in the same room as you” “Valerie please no” Looking at Daphne’s face and seeing how livid she was, I knew that was going to be a long morning.

Daphne said in a sing-song voice as she came out of the bathroom. I looked up, and she was wearing a red lace teddy and garter belt. She looked sexy as hell, but the outfit rose my anger more than my cock. “WHAT THE F&&K ARE YOU WEARING?” “I just thought you might want to christen the room. Enjoy your new luna.” I stood up, grabbed a robe, and threw it at her. “Get dressed, Daphne. You may have blackmailed me into pretending that you are my fated mate around other wolves, but you will not blackmail me into having sex with you.”

"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."

I focused on the pulse jumping in his neck. ​"I don't like hurting you, Velvet," he whispered, his voice dropping into a rough,caress. He leaned down, pressing a lingering, soft kiss to my temple. The contrast made my head spin—ruthless one second, tender the next. ​I caught sight of Ava leaning against the doorframe. She strolled in as if she hadn't just witnessed my total degradation. Xavier stepped back, the CEO mask sliding back over his features like a shutter. ​"Run," he commanded, stepping back. "Thirty laps around the perimeter. If you stop, we start over."

Daphne said with a cheeky grin. Lyra’s mouth dropped as she sank on the bed, sifting through the items. “Are you sure you were planning to come and sulk?” “Well…” Daphne giggled. “Help you forget about Alex. They're basically the same thing.” ~ ~ ~ Two hours later, Daphne and Lyra sat bathed in the neon lights at Paradise Club. Daphne had done their hair and makeup, and both women looked ravishing. They attracted stares from all corners of the club.

“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.