Harry X Daphne Novels & Stories

Then, at that point, Harry took her to their study hall, Fanky was astounded to see both of them clasping hands. "Stand by, what does that mean, are you dating?" Fanky guaranteed while grinning." Harry answered, "Yes!" grinning Harry said. "Amazing, congratulations!" said Fanky. "Much obliged! Okay, I'll simply pass by later at break time." Goodbye Harry. "Ok, OK." Arosh gestured. Harry immediately kissed her on the cheek, before at last leaving. "How sweet promptly in the first part of the day I was chomped by the subterranean insects now." Fanky prods.

She completely ignored Nathan's desperate cries for her to stay. She needed to find me immediately and give me a real, heartfelt apology. It was fine. After all, I loved her so much. I loved her enough to alter the entire course of my life and give up going abroad. She was certain that she could win me back. Comforted by her own logic, Daphne calmed down a little. The moment she reached the campus gates, she ran into a student council member who was handling the sign-out sheet for the hiking drill. She snatched the clipboard to look for my name. It was signed, but it wasn't my handwriting.

DAPHNE'S POV My stomach churned as I stepped out of the cab and faced the cinema, dread coiling tighter with every breath. Dad had called me to help out, but it made me uncomfortable because Zachary would be there. Daisy told me she had invited Hillary over, and he said he would bring Zachary along since they had been waiting for months to see the new release. I let out a deep breath and went in. I told myself I didn’t feel anything for him anymore… yet my body still tensed whenever he was near.

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.

Daphne was fast asleep in the living room, the soft glow of the TV casting flickering shadows across the walls. Suddenly, a loud bang at the door jolted her awake, her heart pounding in her chest. “Let me in, you bitch!” a voice snarled from the other side. It was Leo, Daphne’s husband, and his tone was filled with fury.

Dante refuted, and that word seemed like a trigger for Harry, who snarled at him. “It makes no difference! That is mine!” Harry did not realize when he growled, and as he did, his wolf had flickered. The anger waved through him, yet Dante remained calm. Harry took a deep breath. He felt like he had gone above the board. He cracked his throat, and when he looked at Dante again, he felt more relaxed. Listen, this would deal will do a lot for you, you can finally get off his shackles and most especially, you get your woman back”

Upon seeing him, Deanna didn't hesitate to approach and stand before the tall, dark-haired man. "Nice to meet you, I'm Deanna. You're Daniel?" And she extended her hand with another smile. "Nice to meet you, Deanna. I'm Daniel, Harry's brother, it's a pleasure." He took her hand to shake it and felt that radiating warmth.

It reminds me too much of Sophomore year, when Daphne and I were best friends, and before the incident with Harrison. Daphne always wanted to go to every football game, hoping to catch Harrison's attention. She knew if she was friends—or more—with Harrison, that she'd be immediately popular, and it would surely secure her a spot on the Dance Team. Harrison had that much power. She would try and talk to him after every game. It is weird to see her sitting next to him now, such good friends. I wonder what she did to earn it. I notice Daniel on the track, casually jogging. My eyes scan the area until they come upon his track bag. The keys must be in there. He notices me as I walk through the ch

I laughed a little, trying to ease the knot which had started forming in my chest. “I understand…but then, before Daisy's incident, was she still seeing Xavier?” Daphne asked again. “That…I'm not sure of. It seemed she was, or maybe she wasn't. Xavier has always been the one she loved, the one she yearned for…” “Does that mean that I have to play that same role? Am I supposed to be seeing Xavier too?” She asked and my heart skipped at the question. “No! You can't do that.” I warned, my voice higher than it was before I even noticed.

Amelia hugged Daphne warmly. Mrs. Patrick was next. How bad she was at this pretense of a thing. It was something she wasn't comfortable doing, but she had no choice. Mrs. Patrick hugged her warmly. A side peck followed. She turned to look at Henry. They hugged briefly too, Lucas followed, and Mr. Patrick too. Among all of Xavier's family, Daphne had been the happiest about the honeymoon. She had no idea it was fake.