Harry Potter Fanfiction Daphne Has A Crush On Harry นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She gasped for air, her vision blurring as the pressure increased. “Let me go!” Daphne whimpered, her voice barely a whisper as she struggled against his grip. Fear surged through her, her mind racing with desperation as she clawed at his hands, trying to free herself. The room spun around her, and she felt her strength fading, the cold grip of panic setting in as she realized just how close she was to losing consciousness.

He had come to her chambers with soft words and weary eyes, begging her to believe that Rosa was nothing more than a lost daughter, a wounded child seeking love. And Daphne had tried. Gods, she had tried. But every time she saw Rosa standing too close to him, her heart would twist painfully in her chest. That evening, rain swept through the palace grounds in silver curtains, drumming softly against the stained-glass windows. Daphne sat by the fire in her chamber, staring into the flames as shadows danced across her face. Her maid had left hours ago. Zerach had gone to his war councils. The night stretched long and hollow, filled with questions that refused to fade.

"The land is living." "That's the same thing." --- Daphne — the older one — fell in love. Not a serious love — a crush, the kind that made her blush and stammer and spend hours on her phone. Her name was Leonor, a girl from her school, with dark hair and a laugh that carried. She brought her to the house one weekend, nervous, hopeful. "Vovó Iris," Daphne said, "this is Leonor." "Welcome," I said. "This is a house of stay. If you're going to be here, you need to know that."

****Max PoV**** Daphne and I were sparing before the pups came for their morning training. She had come on so much and was turning into quite the little spitfire. Daphne was all Alpha what she lacked in size she made up in determination. I lost my focus slightly whilst appreciating my mates grace and physical attributes and Daphne got the upper hand pinning me to the ground. "Got you." she smirked as she leaned her face close to mine. Her breath on my face and her suggestive position stradling me had my body instantly reacting to her. The mate tingles on my pinned wrists intensified and I groaned.

~DANE~ My screams echoed through the walls of my room as I clenched my fists tightly, drawing blood. Surprises abounded tonight. Not only did I discover that Daphne had survived and was now posing as Sapphire, but her survival threatened to ruin everything I had meticulously planned. How could she still be alive? They had brought me news of her death, prompting me to mate with Alexa quickly. Now, she was back in the arms of the War Alpha, the man I compete with. He had it all: money, fame, and power. It felt like she was rubbing it in my face, making me question why I had rejected her.

Anthony then whispered, "I was late getting Daphne. You're a lucky man, Asher. But I'm sure you've been eyeing him for a long time." I immediately pushed Anthony away and forcibly released his hug. I wasn't happy with what Anthony whispered earlier. What I suspected turned out to be true. Anthony has had feelings for Daphne since they were friends in high school. In the past, she might not have dared to express her feelings because she realised how bad her physical shape was, and she had no self-confidence.

Daphne defended herself. "I’m telling you, your lover boy here would have enjoyed it, if you did, Annie! Oh please, going alone in another country is theoretically a staycanymoon!" Desire chided. Both of them turned their heads to Clara in bewilderment. Desire shot the couple a conniving grin. "What? You’re together, so I don’t see anything wrong with bringing a—" Daphne dashed toward her and covered her mouth. "I think you have too much caffeine today, Dee... Let’s tone it down a bit, okay?" She then chuckled, and she slowly removed her hands from her friend’s mouth.

They didn’t notice me when I entered but they did when Adrian came behind me. Adrian guided me to the last table where three other boys were waiting. One of the boys with a buzz cut asked even before I was seated, “Is she, Daphne?” Adrian nodded. They hooted together, and I flushed. Because I didn’t know what Adrian told them about me. “Don’t worry, I have only said good things about you.” Adrian whispered in my ear, making me squirm in my seat. Because of our previous kiss session, I was still horny.

“So…if you’re afraid he’s just using you or something, I don’t think that’s the case.” “No, I believe that,” she says. “Even if…well, if I can’t quite believe that Rafe Sinclair likes me.” “Oh, that’s nonsense,” I sigh, smacking her on the knee. “You’re amazing!” “Yeah, but he was like, my preteen crush, Ari,” Daphne says on a laugh, turning her pretty blue eyes up to me. “It’s the sort of thing where you see someone in a magazine, and think they’re so cute, and fall asleep dreaming about what it would be like to meet them. It’s not supposed to become your life but…for me it did.” She gives a little shrug like she can’t believe it.

I heard him say and cocked a brow, surely the cruel king did not just try to make a joke. A rather obvious one at that. My lips quivered as I fought against the urge to laugh at his humor, his gaze softened and before I knew it, he was lowering his lips to meet mine. Only this time, before he crashed them on mine he said something completely mortifying. "Be with me forever...my Daphne." He declared then pressed his lips on mine, seizing them in another passionate exchange. Only this time my body wasn't frozen in fear, but in complete shock! Simply because he had moaned the name, Daphne. But my name was Heather!