Dan Howell Novels & Stories

“You’ve done enough. Be more careful next time. Save the fighting for someone who actually deserves it.” “Yes, my lady.” Gelo gave a sarcastic bow. Hera noticed the men watching and said, “Show’s over, guys. Get back to work!” As she walked away, Daniel, Gelo’s close friend, turned to Gelo and asked, “What’s a cowboy?” Gelo laughed and shook his head, “No idea.”

I say smiling. " Trust me I'm on it " she says and I choke on my nuggets. " Violent slut " Jay says and savannah punches his arm and we all laugh. " Dove Callum and Shawn Harris please report to the principal's office " the audio monitor sounds and I groan before getting up.

He knows it’s all because of him, he wants her by his side before he faces his stepmother for confidently messing with his life. Inside a very beautiful duplex home in one of Pennsylvania's finest estates owned by the Howells, Hazel rushed in and hugged her father as she was so worried something would have happened to him. “Honey” Smith hugs his daughter. “Who is this?” He whispers to Hazel after he keeps his eyes on Harden. “Good afternoon Sir, I’m Harden Howells,” he said giving Smith his hand for a shake. “He’s a friend Dad” Hazel whispered for Smith to keep looking at Harden.

the voice sounded deep and powerful, a shiver ran down my spine and I slowly turned around but I was met with a broad chest, my eyes found their way to his honey brown eyes and my heart skipped a beat. “Mr Daniels,” his eyebrows furrowed for a second before he smiled back at me. “Whatever happened to JJ?” “Four years,” I shrugged and his smile fell. “However I feel as if Mr Daniels works better seeing how polished you are now! You look great,” I rushed out trying to bring back the mood, I was great at sucking the mood but I was better at creating one. He chuckled, shaking his head and opened his arms, standing up. I allowed him to wrap his arms around my waist while I wrapped mine around his

He challenged, his gray eyes icing everywhere around. Dana swallowed but she said nothing and sipped her wine. "She is going to ruin the plan." She told him. "He seems very determined. He seems not to care." "You're too impatient. That's your damned problem, Dana." He said dropping his cutlery down carefully. "I am Denver Fucking Williams. I get what I want. Now what I want is to solely reap from the billions that Todd O'Connor will make me. I have a binding contract. What else do I need?"

Nathan: “You’re serious?” “Unfortunately” Carter said, handing me the papers “Donatello has requested that he withdraws his whole shares from the companies, and though it states in the contract that he can’t unless he pays a certain amount; he is more than willing to pay for it”

I could see the whole of New York from where I was standing and all its impressive night lights. “What are you talking about?” I asked as I slowly turned around. I was calm while he was angry. That had always been our dynamic. He wore his emotions on his face and mannerisms proudly, I didn’t. I preferred not to let people know what I was thinking or feeling. It made me a little unpredictable and it got people frustrated enough to reveal what they were feeling. “You what I’m talking about, fucker. You hired Hazel fucking Thompson.” He stated. “I did and this is my hotel so I don’t understand how that concerns you.”

She was surely going to score him. Two Weeks after our enthronement, Daniel hasn't resumed the training yet. He was focusing on the company’s leadership because he couldn't be the trainer and the CEO simultaneously! All works required full attendance, something that was impossible for him. He was either going to be the trainer or the CEO. actually; he had not much of a choice because his father warned him about abandoning his responsibility of being the trainer of the warriors.

“I moved here on November the 18th last year.” “Objection, relevance.” Gideon shouted. “Mr. Davenport brought into question the memory of the witness; I am simply testing the waters on that subject.” “Very well, keep it within scope Mrs. Ward.” The judge agreed. Evelyn nodded and turned back to me, “It’s safe to say then that the one-night stand happened around the beginning of December, is that correct?” “Yes.” “Now, Miss Garrison this was someone you were intimate with, do you remember their name?”

His voice made her nipples tighten under her blouse. “Elena,” he snapped suddenly through the intercom. “In here. Now.” She jumped up, smoothing her tight pencil skirt, and walked in. Damon sat behind his massive desk in a perfectly tailored black suit, looking every inch the ruthless billionaire. His eyes flicked over her body like he owned it. Which, after last night, he kind of did. “Yes, Mr. Voss?” she asked, trying to sound professional. Her voice came out breathy. He leaned back, staring. “You’re walking funny today. Sore, are we?”