Harry Potter And Daphne Greengrass Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

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.

Harper wiped a tear from her own face and hugged me tightly. “Why are you crying, silly girl?” I asked softly. “I’m so happy, Daphne,” she said, her voice catching. “You’ve gone through so much in this pack. You’ve been pushed down, judged, almost lost everything, and now…” she trailed off, overwhelmed with emotion. She held me closer. “I’ve always been your number one fan, Daphne. I always will be,” she whispered. I laughed softly and hugged her back. “I know, Harper. You’re my second love after Theo, obviously,” I teased, making her giggle. The other ladies laughed along, and for a moment, the tension in the room eased.

The kiss was intense, a mixture of desire, frustration, and power. Breaking the kiss, Daphne's voice was charged with determination. "I must return to the palace and reclaim my rightful position. I'll figure out a way to deal with that witch later. For now, I need to channel this anger into proving to Ragnar that I've truly changed," she declared, her gaze locked onto Dara's face. Dara had always been aware that Daphne engaged with both males and females, but she hadn't anticipated being on the receiving end of her actions. Her experiences had only involved men before, and she found herself taken aback by the intensity of Daphne's desire.

Looking at her, I said, "You asked Holly to make a scene at my company. You think I don't know that?" "I... I didn't. She was the one who insisted on going there!" Daphne immediately shook her head and denied it. I let go of my hand, and she fell to the floor, trembling. "I hate it the most when someone interferes with my company and my pack. Mark my words. The consequences of messing with me are gonna be too much for you." "I just wanna be closer to you!" she lifted her head and yelled, crying. "Daphne, your mate just died not long ago. And you're so desperate to seduce me already?"

Daniel laughed as he stood aside to watch her. Sleeves rolled up above her elbows, she stirred with a look of grim determination. After a minute or two, apparently satisfied things were back under control, she shot him a look. "Green peppers" she said. "Right away" quickly, he scooped the pieces of pepper into his palms and brought them over to her. Leaning over her shoulder, he dropped them into the pan. "Allright?". He stayed there, close enough to feel the warmth of her back against his chest. "Is this a takeover attempt, then?" he asked.

I replied, just then, Daphne walked down the staircase and towards us. “Oh Wow, you’re here, Hi Harper,” she greeted with a tight lipped smile, I won’t lie that I wasn’t surprised, she didn’t pass to me as someone who could actually smile, but I guess I probably didn’t just get to know her outside of work setting. “Hi Daphne,” I greeted in reply with a small smile also and we all settled down around the dinning to eat, Damon finally let go of my hands, pulled out a chair for me and made me sit before pushing it back in a little, through the corner of my eyes I could see his mother and sister exchange suspicious glances but it would be so weird to look at them. Damon slowly pulled out his cha

His tone sent a ripple through her, and the magic surged in response, greedy for sensation. Daphne took the flask first, eyeing the liquid inside with deep skepticism. “You’re all insane,” she muttered before bringing it to her lips. The moment the liquid touched her tongue, her eyes widened, and she coughed violently, pushing the flask into Brann’s hands. “Absolutely not,” she gasped. “That’s poison.” The guys roared with laughter.

She tasted the traces of mint-scented toothpaste from his mouth and the earthy, patchouli aroma from his white dress shirt. As he parted from her, he brushed her hair away from her face and spoke gravelly. "So, are you all set?" Daphne nodded, staring at him in a stupor. Meanwhile, her friend, who was a bystander to their rather public affection, feigned a hilarious gag. "Uh, why does this black coffee taste so damn sweet? Are you sure this came from Arnaldo’s, or did you make this?" Shifting her gaze to Clara, Daphne gave her a mortifying look.

I lied quickly, hugging the book to my chest. “Shut up with your stupid excuses, ” she snapped, stepping forward. “Did you just let her speak to you like that?” Elerein questioned I ignored her attempting to hide the book. Before I could move out of the way, Daphne reached forward and snatched the book from my hands. She skimmed the page then her smile dropped. “What is this? What are you really up to, witch?” “How dare you” Elerein pointed right at Daphne's face but of course she couldn't see her.

Or urge my hands to knock. So I stood frozen for minutes, listening to the faint sound of movement inside. My pulse was uncomfortably loud in my ears. And when I would finally muster the courage to reach fit the door knob. It twisted before I could touch it. The door opened. And I was met with a very shocked Daphne who was clad in a skimpy satin dress, with her hair let loose? I wonder how those luscious locks would feel in my hands.The thought hit me so sharply that I almost lost focus.