Camp Camp Daniel X David Novels & Stories

Suddenly, someone standing behind him yanked his headphones off. "Hey, who is it!" David turned his head grumpily and saw Hamya standing behind him, holding his headphones and smiling at him. He glared at him, "What are you doing? Give me back my headphones!" "Nope!" Hamya took his headphones and sat down on a chair nearby. Looking at David's angry glare, he laughed mockingly, "David, you're here to be a tutor at the training camp, not to laze around. Look at yourself, what have you been doing these past days?"

He was the man who had once pursued Miranda. Xena vaguely remembered that he was from Hamilton too. Maybe she could ask Daniel what kind of background he had. That night, Daniel invited her to another dinner. As soon as Xena got into the car, she leaned against him with a smile. “Mr. Grant, you know so many people in Hamilton. Do you know anyone in the military too?” Daniel liked to boast in front of her. He touched her cheek lightly. “Don’t underestimate me. I have several friends who are officers.”

I planned to scream if he made any advances at me. “Am sorry if I'm scaring you, my name is Daniel. Am a volunteer for the search of two kids that were kidnapped sometime last week. The kids belong to a rich couple in town.” he said calmly trying to calm me down. But instead, my mind yelled ‘Why is he telling me this’ I tried to keep calm and listen to him.

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

--- Daniel reached into the worn backpack slung over his shoulder. He removed a faded leather journal. Unlike Richard's journal, this one had been carried for years. Its corners were frayed. The pages were swollen with age. He placed it gently on the conference table. "This belonged to the man who raised me." Julian looked down. The name embossed on the cover made him pause. Samuel Hayes. "The groundskeeper?" Julian asked. Daniel nodded. "The chapel caretaker." "He wasn't just maintaining the church." "He was hiding me." Dani remembered the immaculate grounds.

Andre stretches his fist out to bump with the other’s “you need something?” "I was wondering if you had time…nit’s totally okay if not …but with the training camp I’m realizing I’m lacking in a lot of areas so coach said I should ask .. um but Daniel is—“ Xaden’s face burns bright red when he cuts himself off “anyways, could you do some one on ones with me?” Andre’s smirking internally…does this guy have a crush on Daniel ? how fucking cute. He smiles brightly and ruffles his hair, “no worries. That's what captains are for. what about saturday around noon, can you do that?”

War. "There’s a toilet in this camp!" I yelled back. "You’re that desperate for me to see your small c*ck?!" I could die laughing at his face right now—a mix of shock, confusion, and pure rage. Everyone in the camp was staring at us, especially Damian. Damian’s been acting strange lately. After what happened that one night, he’s changed slightly, but I can’t pinpoint what’s wrong. Now, he’s just standing there, staring at me. Like, literally not blinking. Creepy.

He also told me that he used to come to the forest to do archery. He accompanied me back to our house, telling me how I shouldn't be outside by myself that late. “ Oh! I'm Daniel” “Abigail. Wait, Daniel as in Daniel Trainor?” I was so surprised, wondering if he was “Daniel” the next Alpha. How silly of me to think that Alpha's son would be wandering in the “Underdogs” neighborhood? “Oh, how do you know my name?” “So you're the real Daniel. How can I not know the next Alpha? Besides, my mother used to tell me stories about

Liam tutted, “Nice. Even if the bastards weren’t hostile, they’re still probably going to end up burning my forest down.” ​ Xavier helped him kick more dirt into the pit, extinguishing the remnants of the fire once and for all. Meanwhile, Dylan went from tent to tent, rummaging through whatever it was he found left inside. When he reemerged, he was holding a military-grade sleeping mat. He inspected it and tossed it aside. ​ “Nothing. Other than a few sleeping bags and the tents, there’s nothing of interest to find here.” ​ “This campsite is the interesting bit,” Xavier pointed out.

Amara’s voice sliced through the dark again — low, steady, and edged with a kind of control that only existed when something inside her was burning. > “Who, Kaylee?” A beat. Kaylee’s throat moved. “His name is Daniel.” The name landed like a slow drop of acid. Amara blinked once. The sound of the ocean below seemed to dim, the waves caught mid-crash. “Daniel,” she repeated — quiet, disbelieving. “Daniel who?” “Just Daniel,” Kaylee said, her voice flat. “No last name. No traceable identity. Just the Nevada registration and a string of scrambled communications tied to Cade systems. He’s good — really good. I almost didn’t catch it.”