Harry Potter Raised By Arcturus Black Fanfiction Harry Daphne Novels & Stories

Darcy looked at the weak bitch lying in front of her eyes and left from there. Xavier looked at Darcy with the Pain in his Heart and before anyone could notice them, he closed the doors of the room. He slowly licked the bleeding part controlling his urge to Consume her. He licked her over there making her Heal faster than she always does. He doesn't want her pain to last even for Eight Hours like it always does. He is the only one who knows her Secret and he wants to keep it a Secret.

Never looked at her with such cold disdain. "That's why I'm here." Daphne finished with the cream and smoothed Hermione's shirt back down. "Your father has finally agreed to let me raise you." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bottle. "Tell me, did you use protection?" Hermione's throat closed. She shook her head. They hadn't, but she hadn’t thought much of it since she’d started her period two days later. Daphne's lips curved into a smile. "I thought so."

he said. He spun off towards the door to exude Daphne only to be stopped in his tracks by a sudden weight around his waist. Daphne ran up to him to hug him from behind, her hands tightly wrapped around him and her face head rested on his back. “Have you forgotten that I can be your princess?” She said, her heart beating so fast in fear of Black’s reaction. Black was surprised too, he removed her hands from his body and slowly turn around to face her “Tell me that when you trust me completely” Black said to her and lovingly caress her lips with his fingers.

Azrael said with an annoyed frown as this girl, Hara, straddled Azrael’s thighs as I stared at her confidence before I removed my eyes. “I missed you. Plus, sis Daphne has been whining to me about how you treated her in front of an omega; turns out you have a new lover. Say, say… Do you like him?” She asked as she took off the shades to reveal eyes of two different colours, brown and green. “Please don’t read whatever you want about me and Azrael! Also, I’m a married man!” I informed her as she laid her head on Azrael’s chest who didn’t have any interest in anything happening.

She needs to be able to release it all in order to move forward with her life. “I tried to be good. I tried to do everything they commanded. When I figured out that they would not love me I figured maybe just maybe one day they would at least look at me like I was better than trash.” By now Daphne is not crying softly, she is sobbing. Tears are gushing down her face, and her breathing is becoming erratic. She has wrapped her arms around her stomach almost as if she is trying to stop her body from breaking apart. My heart feels like it is being ripped from my chest. If I could build a time machine and rescue my mate long before now, I would in a heartbeat.

“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.

Seraphina blushed and shook her head, “Please can you cover that up?” “What do you mean by that?” Achilles asked her sarcastically. She waved her hand up and down at him, “All of that, all of you, cover it up before I summon flowers to cover you.” Achilles laughed at her and tied the robe, “Trust me to be fated to a Dhampir,” he shook his head. Seraphina took a sip of her coffee and grimaced, “And trust me to be fated to a simple Prince who can’t even master a coffee,” she teased him.

I shot him a sideways glance and picked up the blue folder on the table. ” My instincts led me to her Silver. And they are what will keep her alive.” I opened the folder and began to read about her. My eyes scanned the contents with a frown. The name “Daphne Edward” stared back at me, accompanied by a litany of details that made my blood boil. Her father died when she was just five, her mother struggled to raise her alone, and then she got mated with Alpha Dane three years ago. My eyes locked onto the name, my vision blurring with rage. That monster. My arch-nemesis. The one I had hoped to slit his throat while he slept. “Fucking Dane!”

Her eyes opened wide, as if she were in a trance, compelled to divulge the well-guarded secrets she had hidden deep within. "I've always longed for Ragnar to be mine," Daphne's voice trembled as the truth spilled out. "My world crumbled when he introduced a witch as his mate. At first, he told me it was merely for procreation, and I reluctantly accepted. But my heartache deepened when he began developing genuine feelings for her. Despite his past history with witches, his newfound connection with her grew stronger, and I felt cast aside."

Dark veins spidered along her throat, her pupils dilating until her eyes turned near-black. “Your hate gives you power, child of the broken vow,” the voice murmured. “But love will be your ruin.” Rosa gasped, trembling. “Love? There is no love left in me.” The shadow laughed, a sound like cracking ice. “Then why do you weep?” Back in the palace, the healers worked through the night, but Daphne’s condition worsened. Her pulse was fading. Her skin had grown pale as snow, her lips blue.