Daniel Detroit: Become Human Novels & Stories

“You took what was mine, so I take what is yours. But I won’t kill him. That is too easy. Death is a blessing. Lifetime suffering... that is the suitable punishment. Daniel won’t die, but I will torment him in return for the revenge you started.” The screen changed, showing a digital map quickly moving across the ocean. “By the time you see this video, Daniel is no longer in Indonesia,” the man said with a wicked smile. “He is no longer Daniel. He is now simply ‘Merchandise Lot 409’. I have sold him to a human trafficking network in Eastern Europe. He will become a slave. He will forget his name, forget your faces, and live in an endless hell.” “NO! How can you be so cruel?” Olivia screamed

"No. And honestly, I can't blame you for thinking that. You had a beautiful life. You built something special with someone who loved you. You worked hard and made a difference in the world. I would think you were kind of crazy for picking this life over the one you had before to tell you the truth. And even though I know it isn't your first choice, I still want you to be happy here. I want you to feel important, loved and fulfilled. Even if it isn't Liam making you feel those things. The people of this pack will if you give them a chance." I take a deep shuddering breath and angrily wipe away traitor tears that fall down my face as I take in what Sam is saying. I can't go back to my old life

“I watched men lose their tempers and use their fists. Watched women cry themselves to sleep and call it love. And I promised myself I would never, ever, be like them. That no matter how bad it got, I’d never be the man who raised his hand. Never be the man who screamed until everyone was afraid. So I chose calm. Discipline. Control. Because if I lost that, I’d be them.” The words landed heavy between us. Daniel looked away then, jaw tight, as if he’d said too much. “Daniel…” My voice was quiet, but he turned back at once, as if clinging to the sound of it. His lips curved faintly, humorless. “You know, people look at me now and they see a billionaire. A man who has it all. But they don’t se

The gasps again. "Taken into account hopefully the pig headed idiot took some advice, learned! He will never be the man he was, he will 'have' to come here, and he will 'have' to pass here with flying colors, otherwise he'll end up a bum on the street, or stay with his parents until he gets a job delivering mail or fast food..." Rebecca felt the words sink with her, he openly said it, he knew what happened to Daniel, did he do it? He didn't seem to care, why...? Why was this human suddenly ticking so many of Rebecca's boxes...? He's just, a human...

“Daniel is the one representing us. Everything Damian thinks he knows, everything he believes about what’s happening—it will come through Daniel. He’s the perfect decoy, and he’s going to make sure our plan moves exactly as intended.” Aria’s eyes narrowed. “And how are we sure he’s capable of this job? I need someone who won’t falter, Lucas. Damian isn’t easy to manipulate.” Daniel finally stepped forward, his presence commanding without trying. “Ma’am,” he said, his voice calm but with an authority that demanded attention, “I’ve handled front man assignments before—high stakes, high profiles, the kind where one mistake can ruin weeks of preparation. I’ve never failed a client. Damian won’t

eating ice cream in the dark. "I have spent my whole life trying to be the person everyone expected me to be," Daniel said suddenly, staring out at the horizon where the city lights twinkled like fallen stars. "The athlete. The rich kid. The fighter. But when I am with you, I don’t feel like I have to be any of those things. I just feel... like Daniel." He turned to look at me, the moonlight catching the sharp, handsome lines of his face. He looked vulnerable in a way tgar I had almost forgot what a monster he could turn into.

“Some are already waiting for you in hell. Others will join you soon.” “Wh–what do you mean?” That answer was one he'd have to find out in hell. Before Aaron could ask again, Detroit grabbed him by the jaw, twisting sharply – once. Crack. The body fell still, lifeless. His eyes stayed open with regret he couldn't undo. Slowly, Detroit rose to his feet. “From today on,” he said, “Daniel is the head of the Fifth branch.” The four siblings stiffened. Daniel was the crippled brother. A twenty-eight year old man. The second son of Aaron, who was crippled by his own father and ruined by his half-siblings.

Daniel was quiet however when he opened his mouth to say something, Jamima interrupted him saying, "Shut up, you bastard. Furthermore, you call us humans, liars? Don't you feel disgrace, calling us liars, and afterward look at you in the mirror?" Daniel's eyes began to change their color into dark red but Jamima cared less about it and continued her yelling. "I remember hearing from someone, in your own mansion like how you abandoned your pack and become the reason for many people's death. Huh, you know what, if this is what it likes then at least I'm happy, my parents decided to save humanity over me, not like you who killed his own kind with his own hands." The moment she mentioned killing

I can't I fell on my bed, regretting why I came back to the Philippines in the first place. 💛💜Eden💜💛 Me: have you made up your mind? Daniel: I'm sorry dad, I'm not going to allow you hurt Unugwa Me: okay. So you're choosing to not bring her to me Daniel: yes I nodded and picked my phone. I dialed a number 📱 hello, detective. I want you to eliminate Rebeca Manois. Don't let her see the light of tomorrow. When it's done, I'll pay you

“If you’re going to claim the woman for life, you’re going to have to tell her what she’s buying into. I think she can handle it. I’ve had her watched at the hospital. She hasn’t told anyone about the robbery.” Darius was stunned. Elias couldn’t believe his ears, either. Daniel was shaking his head. Most humans have images in their minds of horrible creatures ruled by a full moon with no ability to rule themselves. Who kill and eat people because they can’t help it. Like zombies or something. He was no zombie, and a planet did not dictate who he was and when. He was in control. He’d earned that ability. But now how to explain that to her this early in the game? He had no idea.