Winx Club Daphne Novels & Stories

Daphnee was sitting in her office at the club looking through documents when her phone buzzed beside her. Since it wasn’t a phone call, she ignored it. She had no friends, no relatives, and everyone around her was her enemy. She sighed as she drank from the glass of wine. Looking at it, she smirked, ‘To think I’d turn to alcohol after being upright in the beginning.’ Looking at the door, she shook her head, ‘I guess this is what happens when you fuck a millionaire. Someone who treats you like shit and gave you children.’

(Xander POV) “They ARE dead, you f&&king idiot,” Daphne said from behind me, in a taunting voice. “Now can we get on with the rest of this conversation, please? The werewolf council will be here soon and I need time to get ready.” The harshness of Daphne’s words began to re-play in my head almost on a loop. After a few rounds, they successfully and finally cleared the denial and fog in my brain.

Rosa blinked, not clapping nor screaming. Then she appeared. The Witch. Daphne glided onto the runway in a gown that poured over her like molten gold. The gown was pure gold. Her steps were ethereal and hypnotic like a goddess. Her curly hair cascaded down her back, her lips painted a deep velvet red. Impossible to ignore. Her presence was magnetic, confident and dangerous, the kind of beauty that didn’t ask for approval but expected the worship. And sure, she did get the worship. Rosa felt, rather than saw, Alexander’s posture stiffen. She looked at him briefly, wondering if seeing Daphne do this, rekindled past memories.

"Daphne!“ Her mother tried to shun her. "No, tell me because I'm pretty sure I'd have been married to Austin if Xavier didn't sacrifice the company. You didn't even think of a solution. You were willing to give your only daughter out” Daphne yelled as tears gathered in her eyes. "You are so selfish and it disgusts me. I'm done with you all” Daphne walked away, cleaning the tears in her eyes. She was too broken to think about anything. All she wanted to do was run away from all of them and be with Michael.

Sage “Sage! Sage! Where is that wolfless little urchin?” I hear Daphne, the Beta’s daughter and so-called future Luna, at least that’s how she regards herself, calling out to me as I rush inside the packhouse. “I’m here!” I answer, a little too breathlessly. “You’re late!” She chides, the promise of swift and severe punishment lurking in her eyes. Daphne grabs my wrists, twisting them painfully as she drags me closer. “You lazy little gutterpup! How dare you take advantage of your Alpha’s kindness!” I feel the sting on my cheek before I even register her hand flying out to slap me.

Because of this, the man deferred to stopping her from doing any crazy shit. By the time when Daphne was completely unhinged and drowsy, she chugged the last glass of tequila and then dropped her feet to the ground, dragging herself to the private area of the club that was exclusive only to high-profile guests. Quickly, the big stout bouncer stopped her from going inside. “Hey ma’am, you’re not allowed here. This is exclusive for Reserved-VIP.”

Sasha asked holding her head. "Prove it." Danny asked raising an eyebrow "Daphne went to the club with no underwear on in a skimpy dress and was dancing with another male, when Max entered knowing already she was his mate." Sasha repeated the confession Daphne had made to us. Max had an awkward blush on his face

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.

One of the girls said. "What do you mean?" "Well beneath all that, you look pretty." Raven analyzed the girls here and she saw that their beauty was out of this world. Why did she even think she had a chance with Damien and that he truly liked her? She would be last on the queue if he wanted to be serious about any of the girls here. "Is Demi pretty? His ex?" Raven asked. "She is a living doll." one of the girls replied. Raven nodded, wow even the ex was such a huge competition. Raven nodded, "Thanks for letting me know about this."

But this time, he was not the same guy as before. Daphne replied, "She's actually in this city right now. She'll be here in about 30 minutes, tops." After she had ended the call, she slowly licked her lips. Then, she casually unbuttoned her top and stepped closer to Felix. She added, "I've been bored lately. Why don't we have a little fun while we wait? Your species' mating rituals aren't that intense, but it's better than nothing. "Especially with someone as powerful as you… I wouldn't mind at all. And hey, if you're not into how I look now, I can change my appearance—any look you want. I'll keep shifting until you're satisfied."