Harry/daphne Novels & Stories

So when I open the door an hour later for our supposed chef for the night and I see her standing there with the same smile I memorized last night plastered on her face, I’m beyond starstruck. In all my years, never have I had a coincidence like this, but I try to play it cool and ask if she’s stalking me, even though I know exactly how she got the location to my private property. “No…No…I…” she stutters, looking down on her phone to find out where the mistake came from. “I’m supposed…” “I know. Come in, please, Chef Daphne,” I say for good measure, seeing as that’s her name from the online profile where I found her. “It’s cold outside,” I say, gesturing to the snow, and she snaps her lips sh

"Yes Mr. Houston, I will carry out your orders." "Remember, don't let your secret out because I won't hesitate to eliminate you if you get caught." "Mr. Houston, I ill do as I'm told." After the call was disconnected, Fred returned to the hall. He hobbled around and looked for Diana, hoping she would treat his shattered foot. Unfortunately Diana wasn't there. Diana had left with Alpha Darren. Fred became even more agitated. He even stopped one of the waiters to take a few beers directly. "Mr. Houston?"

Daphne was never a fan of them. The person standing in front of me was so different from her but still, a man could only hope. Her scent, her face but when I stare at her eyes, all of my high hopes crashed. Her eyes weren't Hazel, instead they were honey brown with sparks of black in them. “What are you doing here?” I stood erect, demanding to know. She straddled around, her cleavages out to me as she bent over seductively, my eyes purred over her boobs. They weren't looking bad, just the perfect size that would fit in my palm.

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

I walked over to her and sat down next to her. “Good morning.” “Good morning Jacob.” She said back to me. I started to talk to her when Kennedy and her pack of wolves came walking around the corner. Shit, I said to myself. “Jacob?” Kennedy said as she noticed me. I leaned in close to Sadie. “I’m sorry about this,” I said to her. I got up and headed over to Kennedy. “Who’s the girl Jacob?” Kennedy said and I could see the anger in her eyes. Sadie just remained seated and quiet.

Several road users cursed irritably because several times, they were almost violated by Harry's black sports car. An hour's drive, Harry arrived at his house. He looked at all the guards he assigned to guard the main gate asleep. Neither one is awake. Harry immediately ran into the yard and saw several female servants being tied to large trees in the corner of the garden. Again Harry ignored them. His main focus is only on Anna and Hani. the two women he loved so much now, somewhere. “Anna, honey. Where are you?'

She couldn't help but breathe out a sigh of relief. All of a sudden, she realized that Xavier wasn't the same boy she used to like. That boy was more simple-minded. He would've made her happy and wouldn't have doubted her. Dejected, she got in the car and left. Subsequently, Daphne also walked out. She had just left the cafe when a man abruptly grabbed her hand and took her to a secluded area. "I missed you so much, Daph." Andy Hold was incredibly unkempt. His beard had grown out, and he looked like he hadn't slept in days.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"

Lauren nudged Daphne with her elbow. "Nope, we both went out of the college together. and we bought some food After that... then we went straight back to our dorm." Nothing happened. Hailey you must be seeing things right? " Daphne said in coordination. "Do you think I'm blind? I know Lauren even if she turns to ashes! Lauren tell me honestly, have you become Dominic lover? I want to go back and tell Daddy! " Hailey said while her voice was trembling in anger. Lauren lowered her head and scratched the bridge of her nose with her index finger.