Unleashed Daphne Novels & Stories

I lay in Laken’s arms for a few hours before finally leaving his room. I got to my room, my cheeks red as a tomato from all the blushing when I was with Laken. Spending time with him felt peaceful. I was still lost in dreamland when I suddenly got a notification on my phone. I picked it up and glanced at the screen, it was from an unknown number. “That’s strange,” I mumbled to myself and clicked on the message. "Hello there, Daphne. You don’t know who I am and I’m going to keep it that way for now. I know your secret. I know you are a slut online and you touch yourself for money.

“See what happens when you cross a Marshall. You won’t like the consequences.” The air thickened with tension, and I held my breath, my body still aching, my mind racing. Daphne’s gaze darted between us, calculating, but then her expression hardened. She let out a sharp, mocking laugh. “This isn’t over, Alex,” she said, her voice sharp with promise. “Not by a long shot.” Before I could blink, she was gone, a blur of red hair and black leather vanishing into the darkness at vampire speed…

As we both settle in to it, he asks me in an accusing tone. "You're a rebel, Lisa?" "I'm not one." "But you're from the shelter homes Dominic was sent to infiltrate." He continued. I wondered if he had been sent out as well. "I was rescued by Dom and the shelter house from where I was held as a slave. I was trained to be a rebel, but I didn't become one. I didn't want to waste my life chasing revenge in the manner they did. "

And in that horrible quiet, Daphne's voice carries perfectly: "Unless," Daphne continues, voice dripping with false concern, "there was something wrong with her all along. Something Cassius discovered about her true nature." Her smile turns vicious. "Would you like to know what we found in those old records, little healer? About why you're really wolfless?"

Then I saw her and something inside me snapped. Daphne sat curled against the cold floor, trembling violently while members of the Light Festival council surrounded her. Bruises covered her skin—her neck, stomach and legs. One side of her lip was swollen and there were scratches along her arms as though someone had dragged her across the ground. Rage exploded through me so violently it nearly drowned out reason. “What is happening here?” My voice boomed through the court, causing everyone to flinch and turn toward me in fear. I crossed the room quickly and crouched beside Daphne. She immediately curled tighter into herself, her face lowered as if expecting another blow.

They were trained. “Divine Vision.” Daphne cast a spell, using her third eye to contemplate the surroundings. “There are ten of them left. Leona took out the other ten, they all are moving in circles.” Daphne informed, glancing at Leona who smirked insanely. Though this was not enough to soothe the flames in her chest but it satisfied her that she at least took her revenge. Zadicus frown deepened, moving his hand out, a dominant aura surrounding him, ordering strictly to avenge their partner.

Daphne let out a silent sigh of relief, grateful that he didn’t seem to remember or care about the violence that had erupted the night before. But as she cooked, her mind was already working on her next move. She couldn’t afford another night like the last. The smirk on her face was a mask, hiding her real thoughts. She knew she had to get out, and soon. This morning’s routine, the eggs sizzling in the pan, the smell of coffee brewing, these were just the motions she went through to keep up appearances, to keep Leo placated while she figured out how to leave. As she plated the breakfast, Daphne’s resolve hardened. Today would be different. She would play along, keep up the charade, but only

Her gaze fell on the trash can where the black-and-white photo and the urn were discarded. "Alright." She had thought about it for a long time last night. As long as Noah was safe, she could stay here for now and find a way to get Xavier's semen. Once she succeeded, she would figure out how to leave. Xavier felt much better after seeing that she wasn't being sarcastic anymore. As Yvette ate some of her oatmeal, she asked, "About my friend..." "I've had her released," Xavier replied. Then, he added coldly, "Daphne is an artist signed to Carnival Central Media. You should know that Carnival Central Media is a subsidiary of Lane Group. Tell your friend to stop posting nonsense."

"She just showed the world what you always were. Greedy, pathetic, and weak." "I took your life!" Sophia screamed, tears streaming down her face as she pressed her finger against the trigger. "I took your father! And now I’m taking your money!" Before Sophia could pull the trigger, Daphne moved with terrifying, lightning speed. Daphne lunged forward, her hand wrapping around the barrel of Sophia’s pistol, forcing it upward toward the ceiling. BANG! The gun discharged harmlessly into the concrete overhead, dust raining down on us. Without missing a beat, Daphne twisted Sophia’s arm backward with brutal, mechanical precision.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm just bored. I was — " "Say no more, friend. Get your ass to the carnival now. I'm there secretly waiting to spot the massive fuck up." She said cutting me off. Again. It was her thing. Daphne lived for cutting people off. I ended the call. Daphne was definitely the remedy to the fury that was eating me up. She had a wild personality that could only be described as 'highly addictive'. She was like a drug that was impossible to quit. Just one conversation and a sucker would start dreaming of a future with her in it. At that moment, I was the sucker in desperate need of her company.