Captain Danny Walker Novels & Stories

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

Hibiscus raised his hand and when I nodded at him, he continued. “I had another conversation with Charlotte and she has helped us identify the captain. His name is Daniel Locke and he was once in the Delta Force. He betrayed his country and records claim he was shot down and he fell down a cliff. I have just found out that he is alive and he is under a new name. He bears John Locke right now and he is said to be an actor. To be frank, he is a p**nography actor. I watched a few clips of him on p**n-hub and he has managed to cover his past life. No one would think of such a person as a man who is exalted in his real place of work. He does everything legally and I have managed to find out his a

Girls whispering. Men following. Someone laughing. Someone calling her names. Then Dominic appeared. He looked at her. Their eyes met. Neither smiled. Neither spoke. But the network recognized them. A silver thread connected them. Rei reached toward it. The entire hallway shook. A voice whispered. COMPATIBILITY CONFIRMED. Rei spun around. "Who's there?" A man stepped from the shadows. Voss. But he looked younger. Much younger. He was standing beside another man. Edmund Black.

The next few months would tell. Not Captain Sandys Walker, though... C company's commanding officer, better known to her as "the Eagle", was a class-A, dyed-in-the-wool, ass-kicking leg officer who had either been sent to the 17th as the result of some wonderful accident, or severely pissed someone off and been dumped in much the same way as he had. She owned three right hands, and this one had been chromed. A servo whined as the infantry officer took a sip of wine. She met his gaze, raised her glass, and drained it dry. Here at least was someone he could depend on.

sagot naman ni Leonard saka niya hinila si Euphie't itinabi sakaniya. “A Special Friend huh?” at napangisi lang siya habang pinagmamasdan ang dalawa. “Anyway, My name is Captain Daniel Zach Weber but you can call me Dan, If you want. I'am also a great friend and a mate of Leonard. Ikinagagalak kong makilala ka.” magalang na pakilala ni Dan sakaniya na may kaunting asento sa pagtatagalog.

"Danny?" "Danny Finn. He's in prison now, Riverbend Correctional. Got twenty years for a bank robbery that went wrong. But before that, he and his sister Caroline worked for your father. Eliminations. Making problems disappear. Your father sent them into a trap, got Caroline killed, got Danny locked up. But Danny knows things. Names. Locations. He might talk if you approach him right, offer him something he needs."

His legs did not ache, but rather wanted to carry on walking of their own accord; Danny felt like he was in another world and body, giving him a bit of time to disconnect from what just happened and instead just enjoy the sights and feels of the moment as he traveled. Little did Danny know that he was being watched from afar. Some of the pack warriors had heard the commotion and been told over the mind link that Danny had walked off and needed space, so some had stayed behind and kept Alex at bay as he was creating a scene about wanting to go and see Danny. Others had followed Danny at a distance to make sure he was safe, as well as to keep Alex updated with Danny and how he was reacting. Th

“She's not coming.” He shook his head and focused back on the stripper. “I still can't believe you're engaged, man. I thought you were going to marry that friend of yours. The blonde one with the amazing eyes and tits,” Danny said. “Summer and I are just friends.” He snorted. “Sheesh, the way you looked at her though. It felt like it was more than that.” I swallowed. It was more than that, at least for me. “Another bottle for you sirs.” The bartender walked up to us and placed two bottles of Hetta Glögg on our table. I could tell her eyes were on me when she slipped a pen out from between her breasts and focused on me.

He typed these few words and switched off his phone, walking fast ahead. He was really quick. Even if Maverick wanted to follow him, Maverick could only sigh as he looked at the dangerous surroundings before turning to leave. On a high mountain, Annabel put down her binoculars and knelt in front of Silvia from a short distance. "Master, Carl Walker has come up alone," Annabel said without emotion. "Is that so? You guys can prepare to go down and meet him. Also, have fun with Violet." Silvia gave a small smile. Her eyes under the skull mask had a dangerous glint.

It took quite a hit at the security panel. That bastard. I was going to make sure he spends the rest of his damn life behind bars. “Please get someone to come fix this. Today, not tomorrow. And don't give me that crap about you forgot.” “Wow. There's the great Ivor Davin Walker. The commander. The chief. The conqueror.” I rolled my eyes at him and walked to the front porch. “But wait, you said I could take them anywhere?” The tone he used in saying that made my heart drop—not in a good way.