Powerful Harry Potter And Daphne Greengrass Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Gideon’s voice rang behind me; it was filled with pure panic and worry. I forced myself to stand up again as I leaned against the wall to balance myself as I felt my vision getting blurry. Blood dripped from my lip where my teeth had cut into flesh. I wouldn’t fall. I wouldn’t let him see me fall. Daphne let out a low growl, her wolf looked at my weakened state with satisfaction. She crouched as she looked straight into my eyes, her body rippling with power. Her jaw dripped with saliva as she got ready to strike again.

Sage We reach the connecting doorway just as Daphne's composure shatters completely, her elegant hand sweeping equipment from a nearby table with surprising strength. "You promised me partnership in creating a new order, not a position of convenience while you pursue your sick personal obsession with breeding your former mate!" Alaric moves with lethal silence, shifting into the perfect strike position without detection. His hands find Daphne's neck almost without looking, twisting with minimal effort until her head goes slack.

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.

Daphne muttered when both Freya and her spiral of ice chased her to cut her down and to fight someone of Freya’s level, she knew she must use her utmost capability. Lowering her eyes, Daphne opened her third eye, turning her hair pure white like her eyes. When Freya came near, Daphne used her attack, “Azure Witch.” An intense pressure was created, throwing Freya away, dispersing all her ice by her attack. Daphne turned into a porcelain pale maiden. Her hair grew long, using her strongest spell to fight Freya. “That’s what I wanted to see.” Freya whispered, intensely thrilled when Daphne used her ultimate attack and it was time for her to use hers.

"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.

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.

"Go collect your reward at the vault. I’ll ensure the Board hears that the 'True Heiress' is selling herself to rogues for blueprints." Daphne was beaming as she hung up, already picturing the status she would gain. She was convinced that since I had entered the Gray Cliffs, I must have paid the price in flesh. The swelling on my face was all the proof she needed. The afternoon was a blur of distraction. Every time I tilted my head or took a sip of water, the sting on my lip brought back the memory of the transport. I covered my face with my hands, my heart racing.