Daniel 5 Niv Novels & Stories

She whimpered and her eyes widened hearing those cruel and harsh words but women like her only deserve in her own language. "Ughhh....why did I fuck her? she was no fun," Tristan muttered annoyingly and Noah shook his head. Daniel walked to Levis, a man who was watching all the drama with calculating eyes. He was beaten into black and blue. But the hard features of him seemed to be unfazed by the infliction of any pain. "Finally you are in my hands, I must say you did your best in hiding but no use. Entering and staying in my country for long without my knowledge is impossible, man. Did my men welcome you properly?" Daniel said.

heavenly. The way Daniel was willing to help — no hesitation, no judgment — it felt like a miracle. After everything I’d been through, finding him again felt like life itself had blown me a kiss, as if fate had decided to throw me a lifeline right when I needed it most. “I know this is a lot,” Daniel said finally, closing his notebook. “But we can’t finish everything today.” He leaned back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck. “We’ve covered the basics, but there’s still a lot we need to sort out — evidence, possible witnesses, and what angles Ethan might try to use against you.”

Daniel looked around like he was only now noticing the guards shifting their weight, hands near their radios, waiting. His jaw worked as if he wanted to spit more poison but realized he couldn’t do it safely here. He looked back at me, eyes burning. “This isn’t over,” he said, voice shaking with fury. “Do you hear me? This isn’t over.” I held his stare, refusing to shrink. “Then don’t blink,” I said quietly. “Because neither is mine.” Daniel’s chest heaved. Then he turned sharply, storming back toward the gate like he could outrun humiliation.

“GOD in heaven, we asked you to please protect our sister wherever she is, guide her, let no harm come to her, don’t let her captors do any harm to her, and please bring her back to us on time” “Amen,” Daniel said when she had finished praying. “I hope GOD hears our prayers and bring her home in time with no scratch” “GOD has heard us and would bring her back home without any scratch we should just thank him and expect results” he assured her. “You seem so assured about him hearing our prayers” Daniel smiled at what she said. “Be anxious for nothing but in everything giving thanks to GOD” he told her quoting one of him and Becca’s favorite bible verses.

“I regret every decision that brought me to this moment.” “You’ll survive,” Emma replied. “I sincerely hope so.” The room quieted as Daniel began reading. He took his time, turning each page carefully. Every so often he nodded to himself, while Nova watched him with the unmistakable anxiety of someone waiting for an important answer. When he finally closed the notebook, he remained silent for several seconds. “Well?” Nova asked. “It is beautiful.” She let out a relieved breath. “But…” “I knew there was a but.” Daniel smiled apologetically.

Marvin gripped on Daniel's hair "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you." Daniel unconsciously swallowed his saliva in fear for his life "I..I'll tell you where my friends are hiding. Just don't kill me. You can do whatever you want with them just please let me go and don't kill me." ~~ "Where are we going?" Daniel asked the man in black suit "Your boss called you Mr. Lee, right? Where are we going Mr. Lee?"

Daniel was stunned and shyly placed his hand over the cheek where Jamima kissed him but soon realized he wasn't alone in the room but so many figures were watching him. "Ahem," Daniel cleared his throat taking their attention to him, stood up from the bed and start walking towards the exit door but before leaving he placed his hands in his pockets, and without looking back he said, "I hope I won't be disappointed by your work." "Yes, Master!" said all of them in one voice and Daniel left the room without saying anything else. ... Daniel was in his study room, reading some documents from which most of them were letters from other kingdoms opposing Daniel to accept Jamima as his mate.

Daniel's voice—low, hoarse with remnants of sleep, whispering right in her ear. Alina flinched slightly, but the arm around her waist tightened, holding her in place. "Daniel—" her voice came out rougher than she expected. Dry. Painful. "Five minutes," Daniel whispered again, not loosening his grip. "Just five minutes." "I have to—" "Five minutes, Alina." His voice was firmer now. But also... something else. Something that sounded almost like pleading. Alina was silent. Not because she agreed. But because she was too shocked to protest further.

“You didn’t answer my question. What are you doing here?” Daniel lowered his voice and took a step closer after peering over his shoulder to check for prying eyes. “I don’t have much time. Elijah… he’s planning something big. And I’m done being his puppet.” Elijah's name was like gasoline when it was said. I clenched my jaw. "I know, You think I'll trust you? after all of you have done?” There was a glimmer of desperation in Daniel's eyes, but his countenance tightened. "I came here not to ask for forgiveness. This is what I came to give you.”

“Oh my God…” Daniel finished the thought, his tone steady but dark. “He’s not just alive.” A pause. “He’s the one watching us.”