Daniel James Howell Novels & Stories

Please make yourself comfortable" he said as they entered his house. Jewel was still trying to process everythat had happened. It made her really tensed but yet again she felt like it all played out like a movie. The question of why Daniel had taken her to the restaurant and who he wanted her to see was still in her mind. Who was he to command so much respect . "Do you need anything?" He asked "Water" came her reply "Please sit down" he offered as he left her in the sitting room. "Not much has changed since the last time I came" she said to him when he returned with a glass of water. "If I had a family maybe things would have changed" said Mr Daniel. It felt absurd to be talking about someth

After the emotionally charged conversation with Daniel, Emma knew she had to focus on creating a stable life for herself and Lily in Tennessee. The thought of Daniel's impending move to the USA, while daunting, gave her a glimmer of hope that he would still be a part of Lily's life. Determined not to lose his daughter, Daniel began making preparations to move his work to the USA. As a portfolio manager, he sought opportunities in the financial sector connected to the healthcare industry. Through his network, Daniel discovered a position as a Financial Analyst at a prominent hospital in Nashville. His role would involve managing the hospital’s investment portfolio, optimizing financial strate

Melissa studied his face carefully before speaking again. “Daddy, are you crying?” James quickly blinked and forced a gentle smile. “No, baby,” he said softly. “I'm just happy for Aunty Sarah. It's her day today.” _____________________ Three years later, Daniel had finished both his bachelor’s degree and masters in Business Adminitration and now appointed the CEO of Transcop Tech while Sarah continued serving as the President. She was currently in Nigeria with Magnus her now husband, for the one year now. And Daniel had been professionally spearheading the company.

Jack nodded and he took his seat on the other side of the table. "I am Daniel. Daniel Stephen. I am from Sports Major 2nd year". He introduced himself. He was cute with chubby cheeks. He was a few centimeters taller than him, but leaner than him. He had golden skin, a bit tan than his pale white. And his eyes… Warm chocolate guarded by thick eye brows. He was handsomely beautiful. "I am Jack Charles. I am doing my PHD in Business Management final semester". Jack leaned back in his chair shutting down his laptop with the research papers.

"Start the camera." Fidel turned on the recording equipment. The red light blinked on. Daniel's face appeared on the monitor chained and pale but with a stubborn set to his jaw. "For the record," I said to the camera, "this is Daniel Vanguard former CEO of Vanguard Weaponry. He has refused to confess to his crimes. What happens next is his choice." I walked over to Daniel with the knife. He watched me approach but didn't flinch. Didn't beg. Just kept that same defiant expression.

Daniel Howell. spoke. Things were going to change, and I had a feeling it wasn't for the best.

“Inseparable?” Liam grinned. “Relax, no drama haha. Just caffeine-fueled lab work. Daniel’s been here since the early days when this place was barely a start-up. Straight out of his PhD.” I tilted my head. “Oxford?” “Yeah, classic story. Finished his undergrad, skipped the Masters, straight to PhD. First job—he’s been here ever since.” I smirked. “That tracks.” Before I could ask more, my laptop buzzed. A new email.

I ask her, taking my mind away from my thoughts as I take a few bites of my ice cream. "My ex-boyfriend Jimmy is an ex-cop, you must have forgotten, I dated him," She chuckled. I honestly did forget about her ex-boyfriend. She opened her cell phone, where there was an article and begins reading out loud. "Well, Daniel is a twenty-nine years old man who happens to be the youngest and most prosperous businessman in the world. He owns about sixty buildings in Georgia, and he is planning on opening up a new program for single mothers," Michelle stated, reading the article.

He wanted to explain everything to her, how it was for them, but how could he when, as it seemed, his whole world had gone out of control? "She's got a point, you know," Daniel grumbled from across the room, his eyes still glued to the laptop screen as he finished drafting the statement they were going to release. "This mess with James, it's bad. But the personal stuff... that's what might really take you down."

he said. Her face moved. “How long.” “Daniel’s finding out.” He looked at the letter. “He submitted that testimony voluntarily. Without a deal. And now he’s in a hospice in Edinburgh.” “He knew he was dying,” she said. Not a question. “When we met him on the pavement,” Damon said slowly. “He said he was sixty one and tired and wanted what remained of his life to be quiet.” He looked at his hands. “I thought that was just, the way people talked. The way men like him talked.”