Damn Daniel Guy Novels & Stories

And that was the reason Daniel went to China where he became an infamous underground lord although he was as immensely rich as Dillon. "You know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. I saw her lying on the floor when I was driving to my mansion and I had to stop to pick her up after seeing she was the same person you'd been sending me her pictures. You still have questions to answer on what sister-in-law was doing on the street at that hour," He pointed at him, standing up. He bowed humbly, "It's nice to meet you, sister-in-law. I am Daniel Carter, Dillon's only childhood best friend," He greeted.

I was sure she could’ve had a million friends if she didn’t hang out with a simple brunette with sea-blue eyes like myself. But she was loyal to me… “What are my girls talking about?” Dan asked as he sat down next to me with a big grin on his face. Goof! Dan, a.k.a. Daniel, was a lean yet not so lean, appropriately muscled athletic guy with amazing dark hair, beautiful brown eyes and rich chocolate coloured skin. And unlike Paige, he did have numerous friends even if he hung out with me. But it probably had something to do with how amazingly likeable he was. Not that Paige wasn’t likeable.

enthusiastic. "Daddy Daniel 🔥🔥🔥" "When's the next OnlyFans live stream???" "Please step on me" "DOCTOR DANIEL IS BACK" I kept scrolling, fascinated despite myself. Apparently, sometime in the past four years, Daniel had figured out how to monetize his looks and medical knowledge into a very successful online career. His recent posts about "healthy habits" and "wellness tips" had millions of views.

There was still nothing coming from Jack’s safe corner. Daniel let himself catch some air before standing back up. He stretched, trying to seem all chilled and casual. He looked up at Jack and zipped up his coveralls. “Happy?” XXX

Yet Daniel stood out, his hair was longer, and those stormy eyes were as if he was staring right into your soul. Someone had captioned it: “Isn’t this the same guy who used to be part of an Iron Raven MC?” Another comment: “Heard he was the President.” President? I stared at it too long. “Daniel…” I muttered under my breath. His eyes bounced to mine. “Any problem?” He asked, holding my eyes. “Have you been online?” “Mmmn.” He replied, bringing the coffee to his lips like it was the most natural thing ever. “You’ve seen the videos?”

Daniel called. Silence filled between we three, as tension grew. Then. He sighed. “Come inside.” I hesitated. His voice softened. “ why?” " This my half pack!" Kael said. Half pack, that was new. I nodded. For now. Inside the packhouse, Daniel paced. I watched. Arms crossed. Waiting. Then— He stopped. Looked at me. And said, “Darius is dangerous.” No kidding. I raised an eyebrow. “Who is he?”

All in all water gives and it takes away . Daniel works to hard and he obsesses over every little detail . Even if he appears calm he has a tendency to just start overthinking the obvious . He wanted to give me his phone to call Maxwell and congratulate him on his hat trick and performance. Even though he was being pushed around band bullied by his teammates he caught back with everything he had which was nothing short of amazing .

“That may be, but there are others out there that cannot, it is why they need you, they need you to lead even if they don’t know it yet” “I am not a leader Lucian” “You are, more than you know but if I cannot convince you, maybe there is someone who can” A rap on the door diverts my attention and Lucian tells me to open it. Daryl is standing out in the hallway more muscular than ever but his dark curls had been cut off, leaving his hair short but styled, tattoos peeked out the top of his shirt on either side of his neck but the bright blue of his eyes remain unchanged.

I stammered, but was disrupted by the voice of a girl calling my name. "HeiHei! You forgot something?" Holy crap, ARNICO. Just how the hell did they know where I was? How am I supposed to get out of here? Before I could answer to either Nico or a Freaking MeTuber, Linda, behind the backs of Arnold and Nico, loomed a tall guy, whom I couldn't get a clear view of because he was still a bit far. That was Daniel! He greeted them in a friendly manner and passed by them toward where I was standing with Linda; we were both quiet.

Gia reassured him. “Well, I guess you probably want to get out of here, no doubt,” Daniel said as he helped in dressing Gia. “But ... I still hope you’ll let me take you out sometime. I really like you, Gia.” “Seriously, Daniel?” Gia couldn’t believe this guy was for real. “Honestly, you have nothing to feel guilty about. And I’m not going to tell anyone anything about this.” “No, Gia, I’m serious,” Daniel said, stepping closer. “I want to get to know you. I’m never like this around the office. I’m usually boring workaholic Daniel. I don’t want to be that guy anymore.