Velma X Daphne Novels & Stories

Danny snarled as soon as he saw him. I threw back my glass of wine and Sasha followed suit gulping it down. "Fill me up?" she winced holding out the empty glass. "Absof*ckinglutly" I nodded refilling hers and then my own. ***Max Pov*** The men in Daphne's life were certainly domineering. This was the second time I had been caught in a compromising position with her. However it was Danny I feared most. When I entered the Kitchen with Daphne I was shocked to see Sasha at the island with Emmett's mate Charlie and Danny baring his snarling teeth at me.

Felix turned around and looked straight at Daphne. She was leaning lazily against the alley wall, arms crossed, her whole posture relaxed and indifferent. Felix remarked coldly, "Playing hero? I wouldn't argue with that. But hearing that from a Malevolent Phantom just doesn't sit right." He had not originally planned to step in, but something about her had felt off. A woman who looked like that throwing herself at a bunch of trashy-looking thugs? It did not add up. So, he activated his Spirit Eye—sure enough, she was a Malevolent Phantom.

—DAPHNE: I could feel Bellamy’s want through the bond. I was sure he could feel mine as well. It felt wrong and yet terrifyingly right. I should be avoiding him. Instead, I was here in the pack, wanting him. With the way his gaze ran over my body as he confronted Roth, alight with a hunger that made me wet and aching for him, his scent was thick in the room. I felt heady with the rush of it and had to bite my lip to stifle a whimper.

Hello readers, Daphne is back but as Talia, and she has one aim in mind. That is to make Lorenzo pay for hurting her father. She has amnesia and doesn't recall him but that rage in her keeps her burning. What they have is a love hate relationship but would it last? When Lorenzo has imprinted himself in her? Daphne's POV The fumes of cars engine drifted into my nose while I took in a sharp glance, my heart accelerating before placing the ringing phone against my ears.

ACCESS GRANTED. The heavy double doors hissed softly, unlocking and sliding open into the dark study. Daphne glided inside, closing the doors behind her. She walked straight around the massive mahogany desk, tapping the central glass terminal. The screen illuminated in the dark room, displaying the master database of Vance Enterprises. She pulled the black satellite phone from her robe pocket, plugging a thin, high-speed data transfer cable into the terminal's secondary port. Her fingers flew across the glass interface with scary, practiced precision—far from the helpless girl who claimed she couldn't operate a computer.

DAPHNE'S POV My phone vibrated beside me, and I quickly picked it up. A message from an unknown number. I drew my brows and tapped on it. "Hi, Daphne, this is Thelma Zynn, from Willbed foundation." The message read. I abruptly sat up, trying to remember the name as I hadn't heard of it before. I remembered applying to volunteer in a foundation when I got back to Louisville, but Willbed wasn't part of it.

Velma was just leaving Gabriella's hospital ward when Xavier arrived. She gave him a complicated look but didn't say anything per Gabriella's orders. Xavier was drenched from the snow. He wiped his face and asked, "Is Gabriella okay?" Velma couldn't resist clapping back at him. She asked somewhat sarcastically, "Is Violet okay?" He had no idea the cat was out of the bag, so he nodded and said, "She's fine." Velma said nastily, "Oh, that's good to know. Ms. Harper won't need to worry. By the way, she's resting. Maybe you should find some other place to rest so that you don't disturb her."

The horse kept running through the forest as she was jostled and bound tightly against a warm figure. “Daphne!” Mamie called. Daphne turned as a vampire leaped on Mamie and they began to tussle. She fought viciously, tearing off a chunk of his shoulder before he backhanded her and another vampire restrained her. She shifted back into her human form trying to break free of his hold, but she was overpowered and Daphne slumped in the grip holding her. Despair and hopelessness weighed down her shoulders. A horse neighed nearby and she watched John as he approached. His eyes were flashing with anger. The other two women seemed barely conscious in the grips of the vampires.

It was Daphne's voice, hushed and conspiratorial, caught by the villa's internal sensors. There was no shadow left to hide in. As the playback hit the part where she discussed the dosage of the suppressants, Daphne began to shake, her knees hitting the floor. Her mind was reeling—how had a "relic" like me breached the security of a high-caste manor? It was a feat beyond any omega.

But one thing was clear, I had followed my heart. And I hope I don't regret it. “Care!” Xavier moved slowly toward me, but I raised a hand to stop him. “I can’t do this,” I whispered. “Not right now.” He froze in his steps, hurt flashing across his face, like he wanted to argue about something, but he didn’t get to… Because another figure appeared at the end of the hallway. Daphne. She was dressed in her usual morning jog gear, black leggings, a grey hoodie clinging to her frame from the light sheen of sweat. her steps halted the moment she spotted Xavier outside my door.