Daniel Sharman Shows Novels & Stories

When Rowen's hand drops off my shoulder, slides down my arm and into my hand, I know he feels it, too. "Hey guys. Glad you could make it," Daniel says as he brushes past us with a greasy tray in his hands. "I'll be right back. I'm going to put this in the sink." "Hey guys. How's it going?" I say as Rowen fist bumps and slaps hands with Christian, Randall Shiahriary and Sammy Marshall.

Liam said, making Danial upset. "Hey, lemper lips, don't make the atmosphere hot," Arsen exclaimed. "There's air conditioning here anyway," Liam replied casually. "Don't know if the Lion descendants are angry; you're finished," Ansel exclaimed. "Do not listen," Regan told Danial, patting his shoulder. "What did you do with him?" Danial asked Daniel with emotion. "If you're curious, let me show you what Daniel has been doing for the past month," said Master John. "Daniel, show me the recorded video footage of his daily life. Daniel is a live camera that is always online.

Fred turned around and found Alpha Darren standing not far from their table. Then to throw off Fred's suspicions, Diana pretended to cough. “I'll get some water for you, just wait a minute.” Fred was concerned about Diana's cough, so he ended up walking away from their table. That moment was seized by Alpha Darren to join their table. Alpha Darren didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes said it all. He looked at Diana so intently that she broke out in a cold sweat. Diana quickly wrote down what she wanted to say on her phone because she was suddenly nervous about using sign language, her hands trembling slightly after Alpha Darren arrived.

I shout. Shane finally looks at me and I feel my heart caving in on itself. The wretched beast of a man glares at me, but all I see is the man who held my hand and gave me his hoodie. I need to see the man who actually stands in front of me., not the one I want to see. Shutting my eyes, I open them and nod my head. Shane towers over me, there isn’t a trace of remorse in his gaze. If he were a dragon, smoke would billow from his nostrils and his eyes would glow red. I can almost feel the heat radiating off of him from where I stand.

As I watch to get a clear sense of who it is I am surprised to see Shane walk out of the woods flanked by Daniel and someone I do not recognize. “Well done, Red Pine Pack. Your stronger than you know,” Shane says as he walks towards the Pack line. Daniel is looking cold. Like he has somehow removed himself from reality. Or perhaps he has embraced this new reality. He is not the Daniel we knew a short time ago.

I didn't know if they were friends in real life, but on the ice, they were inseparable. “He doesn’t see me,” Daniel mumbled into his palms. “I’m just... the guy who passes him the puck. The guy who takes the hits so he can score. No, I don't take the hit, I just watch, while he scores. He's the champion, I'm the spare.” I crouched down. The floor was dirty and disgusting. My jeans were probably ruined. “Stand up. You’re gonna get sick on yourself. Also, your international ranking is not bad. You are Canada's best goalie.”

suddenly a car pulls up right next to me "Get in the car Amari" Shadow speaks lowly into the phone A handsome man with brown curly hair and olive skin climbs out of the car wearing a dark suit. He opens the door and he ushers me to go inside. I start walking cautiously towards the car and I climb in. He closes the door for me and he goes around to climb back into his seat "Hi I'm Daniel," the man says staring at me through the rearview mirror "Hi" I slowly say out

Every muscle in my body tightened immediately. Beside me, Lily muttered under her breath, “Oh absolutely not.” Ryan’s expression went completely unreadable beside our table. Daniel dropped his bag onto one of the desks loudly before speaking. “Damn. Brookshire still smells the same.” A few hockey players near the back laughed awkwardly. Then Daniel’s gaze shifted toward Ryan. “There he is.” One of the hockey guys frowned slightly. “Thought you quit school.” “Nah.” Daniel leaned back casually against a desk. “Just needed a break.”

With a triumphant growl, Dane stood over his fallen brother, ready to deliver the final blow. But before he could act, he suddenly froze, his eyes widening. Dash had transformed back into his human form. “STOP!” Dash panted; his voice was hoarse. Dane hesitated, his mind struggling to process why his brother had turned back. Slowly Dane transformed back to his human form as well, his chest heaving with exertion. For a moment, there was silence between them as they both caught their breath. “I’m sorry.” Dash breathed. The two brothers stood facing each other, their bodies battered and bloodied from the long and brutal fight.

I headed into the locker room and barely got three steps inside when Shane called out. “Yo, Lombardi. You hear yet?” I glanced over. Shane — always loyal to a fault, one of the few who stuck by Daniel no matter how much of a jerk he turned into — stood with his hands shoved deep in his pockets, shoulders tight. “Hear what?” I asked, tossing my bag down. He hesitated. That alone made my stomach twist. “Daniel’s transferring.” Everything inside me froze. “What?” I snapped. “When?” “Like… right now,” Shane muttered. “They’re pulling his school records today. He won’t be back.”