Danielle Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

"Oh my God!!" "You're Princess Damontry!" Damontry just stared at her place while he pinned her to the wall, after removing his hood, revealing his brown curly hair, beautiful blue eyes, and the details of his sculpted face. "Don't be afraid, I'm the Daniel I told you about, Mr. Spencer. I'm the butler at King William's Palace. You can call me Danny." He said smiling radiantly and turning away from Damontry a little before bowing to her in submission.

After all, she was considering all this for Daniella's sake. "Because I'm supposed to be dead, remember?" "But you are called Chantelle by your ID," Daniella recalled. "That's true but my features haven't changed. They are still the same," Daniella said convincingly. "Fine," Danica succumbed. "One more thing. You will have to sign some cheques down and give me your phone when you succeed. That way, I can get the money for them," Daniella said and continued "I promise that I will go to church with Herty every Sunday. I've changed, Danica," Daniella promised. "I hope so," Danica muttered.

I walked to sit on the couch, seeing the redhead woman, Daniella, as she entered the office carrying a mug of coffee. “My apologies, boss, I was not aware of you having a guest over. Mr. Leonardo took his mug…” “Get her a latte, Daniella, and make it quick” Dante said, dismissing the woman before he took a seat in front of me. He placed the mug on the coffee table in front of us and turned to face me as I sat on the couch, staring at the wall in front of me, and crossing my arms over my chest. He raised his leg on the couch under him and chuckled at my behavior “I know that I hurt you a lot with what I did…”

From sunset until nightfall, there still wasn’t a single sign of her. Suddenly, Danielle knocked on the door. “Sir, may I come in?” But no one answered from inside, so Danielle pushed the door open herself. The room was pitch dark and reeked of cigarette smoke. Danielle fumbled around for the light switch. The moment the lights came on, the billionaire was already standing right in front of her. “You scared me to death!” Danielle shrank back. She almost thought she’d just seen a ghost. A huge, broad-shouldered ghost with a face darker than coal after waiting too long.

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

Not Josephine’s. Not the demon’s. Not the pendant’s. Her own. Raw. Untamed. Waiting all these years to be acknowledged. The reflection choked. For the first time… It looked afraid. “You…” Its voice faltered. “…can’t…” Daniela smiled. A fierce, unwavering smile. “I can.” She leaned closer. “Because if you’re me…” She spun. With a roar, she drove the reflection backward. Its body slammed into the living door with enough force to make the entire void shudder.

The one connected to my Sexy Red persona. Danny's name flashed on the screen. What could he possibly want? My hands were shaking as I grabbed the voice modulator and answered. "Hello?" I said in my altered voice. "Sexy Red, hi," Danny said, and something in his tone made my stomach drop. "Hi," I responded carefully. "I thought about everything you said," Danny continued, his voice oddly calm. "And there's something important I need to tell you. Can we meet? Just briefly. In the next ten minutes. This is very important."

DANNY LAVENDER Name: Danny Surname: Lavender Age: 109 (26 as human age) Species: Werewolf Height: 6'1 Speciality: Able to see past and Strength Relationship status: In relation with Jamima Character: Charming, cute, playboy, possessive, strong, brave, smart, stylish. Danny is a werewolf and is nominated to become the future king of werewolves world. Just like Daniel, he is also adored and desired by all of the girls, the perfect guy of their dreamlands but he chooses Jamima among them all to be his girlfriend. Something is going on between him and Daniel but only the two of them know about it. Danny is a nice and gentle guy but is the total opposite of it when it comes to something he wants

He has to be behind our inability to find an investor. . Before I can grab the doorknob, Camila’s front door is opened—leaving my hand hanging in the air. The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. “Hello, Lilah,” Danny says, smiling. But I can tell it’s fake, even though the only light source is the moon. Danny is dark-skinned. His black hair is styled in a low cut, and he has a beard. The Dolce & Gabbana suit he’s wearing does little to hide his muscles. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t ripped. To sum it up, Danny is a gorgeous man, but even with all his handsomeness, he is the worst romantic partner I have ever met—except Beau if I’m including that horrible human being in

This demon- ughh literally. “How come you are free at this hour, babe. What happened to your royal duties,” I asked as I allowed my needy joystick to rub against the s*xy beast over me. “Your Mom and Alpha Zoe took over for the day. They wanted to surprise the citizens of the Land of Dark Arts and me with something,” Danielle answered. “So I came to you coz I missed you !” Danielle rasped before crawling up closer to my face and dipping down his head to kiss me.