Powerful Harry Potter And Daphne Greengrass Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

he gritted through his teeth. "I said I'm not going to work for you anymore. I will take a loan for my studies and pay for your vase. And also I'm going to say to Medusa that this relationship between you and me is fake." Daphne said it out loud and clear. I can't even hate Daphne why is she so good. "What did you just say?" Eros are you deaf or what? Why is it so cringey to watch them. "I don't want to be your slave anymore. I'm not going to do your chores anymore."

she threatened. " Shut up Fay , you talk hollow. You know as soon as you lose your magic all your party tricks, with people's minds will have gone ", a soft-spoken voice said. Fay turned and behind her stood a beautiful looking woman. Even though her hair was dull , her skin pale and chalky , her eyes looked like she had fire in them and you could see the potential of her beauty. " Shut up Daphne ", Fay hissed at her. But what was happening behind Daphne told me all I needed to know , all of the other females started standing behind her. Not with Fay and they all looked at Fay furious.

Persephone scoffed, rolling her eyes off and turning to the pair standing behind her. “Whatever.” Freya muttered, withdrawing her sword back and moving back, taking out her water bottle and sitting on the rock to witness the greatest battle that was about to take place. “You guys okay?” Persephone asked, noticing them. “Yeah…” Daphne nodded but before she could complete her words, her body lost its strength abruptly, passing out from exhaustion. “Daphne!” Randall gasped, holding her in his arm, laying her down and holding her tenderly, worried about her.

"I thought so." She uncorked the bottle and held it to Hermione's lips. "Drink." "What is it?" Hermione pulled back, heart racing. Daphne's hand shot out, grabbing her jaw with surprising strength. She forced Hermione's mouth open and tipped the bottle. The liquid was bitter. Hermione gagged, coughed, swallowed against her will. It burned going down. Daphne released her. "There." She brushed off her dress, satisfied. "Now we're safe." She rose to her feet, looking down at Hermione like she was something she'd scraped off her shoe.

"Is this how the Lycan King handles a business partner? By pinning her?" "I don't care about the contract right now, Daphne," I rasped, leaning down until my chest pressed right against her breasts. The friction between us was sudden and thick. "Look at you. You’re flushed, your heart is hammering against my ribs, and you haven't used a single spark of magic to blast me off this bed. Don't lie to me." "Maybe I'm just calculating my next move," she shot back, her breathing turning shallow as my eyes tracked down to her lips. "A smart mastermind doesn't throw away her best weapon."

They were everything she wasn’t — tall, lethal, unnaturally beautiful, and adored. Jaxon, with his quiet, razor-sharp presence that made even teachers nervous. Maddox, cocky and cruel, the one who could slice her soul open with just a word. And Kyren… the only one who ever hesitated. The only one who sometimes looked at her like she wasn’t trash. But he never said anything. Not when it mattered. Daphne slipped into her last class and exhaled quietly, pressing herself into the back seat. Just a few more days. She’d turn eighteen in two. And she’d be gone. No more school. No more taunts. No more triplets.

“Daphne is not pregnant. She can be sent to The Howling Abyss Pack in my stead.” “What?!” Daphne shouted. “What did you just say?” Again, Ophelia looked at Daphne, a triumphant smile coming alive, and then she looked at Alpha Edgar who on his face had a look of relief. “Father, Mother, I cannot go to that Pack, especially because I am with child, and in order for this war to be avoided, she can represent me.” “You've got to be kidding me.” Daphne snorted. “You've got to be kidding me. Am I suddenly the Princess of this Pack? Am I your daughter?” She faced the Alpha who paid less attention to her.

ZACHARY’S POV The prisoner’s words echoed in my head over and over again. “You can’t protect her from what she is.” What is she? I could feel it and see it even, the power burning around her. Daphne wasn’t just an ordinary omega. The walls had shattered the moment she released that surge of power. The spell that held the detention together had broken as well. Except now we had another problem to deal with which was the massive amount of gas that had been sealed inside.

The low murmur of conversation and clinking of glasses did nothing to settle the restless energy coiling in my muscles. I felt a light tap on my back as I turned to meet Dalia, who was dressed in a silk evening gown with her hair flowing in waves down her shoulders. "We are placed close to each other," she said, leading me to the front row tables as I saw my name on the seat and Tyrion's beside it. The sight of our names together on that little card made something possessive and unwanted unfurl in my chest. The table was a round table of six with me, Gretchen, and Kaida, and each of our selected partners. Gretchen was already seated with a boy I knew as Kai next to her. Kai wasn't one with m

I gritted my teeth, trying to pull free, but the rope held tight. “Please don't do it, you don't understand I did it to stop Fiona’s plans,” The girl saying the spell paused cocking a brow at me. “Again,” Daphne hissed, snapping their fingers. “Do it. Finish the spell!” The girl snapped out of it and then looked back at the book and began the spell again. The sensation began and I tried to focus, drawing in my energy, willing the power inside me to comply. The tingling intensified, spiraling through my chest and down my arms.