Danielle Marsh Novels & Stories

He had never seen such a display of power, had no idea that witches were capable of so much. The dark-haired leader stepped forward and waved. She was a little paler than she had been upon her first arrival but looked remarkably unphased by the massive amounts of energy she’d just channeled. “You’re welcome,” she said. “The name’s Marnie. I’m a friend of Ava’s.” Dylan let out a scoff that quickly morphed into a disbelieving bark of laughter, “Of fucking course you are. Ava would make friends who could incinerate a small army. The girl has absolutely no sense and too fucking many people skills!”

she asked. Daniella looked at her, then her toes as if assessing her outfit. “Is that how you address your former boss’s wife?” Marla frowned slightly. “I see you desperately want to be called Mrs. Kane.” “Oh, I am already, I’d you and Sabrina an invite.” Daniella said. Marla didn’t understand what she said because she didn’t know she had signed the marriage certificate. “Well good for you. Call him, or watch your son die.” “I knew it,” Daniella said, “Sabrina is behind this. Isn’t she?”

Megan had joined us and she invited Marigold—one of her friends—, Ana invited Daniella, and there was Kate and I, making it six. It was a big lake. We could barely see the other side, and there was gentle waves, created by either the wind or passing boats. We’d prepared a thermos of Piña Colada from which we refilled our own thermos-cups “I could do this more often,” said Daniella. She was a soft-spoken jovial girl with brown hair in tight curls, giving her a sort of subdued afro. Marigold not the other hand, had hair the colour of rainbows, she wore ginormous sunglasses and was taller than me, and had absolutely no timidity. When she’d come in she asked, “I heard this was a girl only thing.

She loved doing it more now since she didn't have to be careful not to be discovered. No more playing the ‘good girl’. It has been so boring doing it for all that time. So, in order to keep Shawn, she had to preserve her image, and she had to keep Charlie hidden. Well, it has been in vain. She had tried everything, but things went wrong and her plans had ended up in flames. For the first time in her life, Danielle didn’t get what was hers and this made her very angry. But her luck was about to change any minute now. Completely satisfied, she smiled thinking about how the evening had started, about all the information Jordan gave her about Marie Grayson and her damned Foundation. Danielle alr

She married a man named Howard Marsh in 1989. They had a son named Daniel in 2007. I think you understand now why I needed to be sure you were ready. Daniel Marsh’s mother was present at the founding of Blackwood. She is connected to your grandfather, to the Webb family tragedy, to everything. And she has been in contact with me since October. She wants to meet you. I told her I would pass the message along and let you decide. Whatever you decide, I think you’ve handled everything else correctly. I trust you’ll handle this the same way.

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

"No. Daniel is—" "Daniel Marsh does not exist. The man you know as Daniel is Marcus's partner. His inside man. He was planted to get close to you. To gain your trust. To find out where I hid the key." Colt's expression was anguished. "I am so sorry. I wish I was wrong. But you need to verify this yourself." The video froze. Then resumed with a timestamp from yesterday.

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

Once we were done, I sat back in my chair and took small sips of my juice as Jason explained to me what he did in Korea. "Mr Daniels, you have a Mr Mackerel on the line for you and, Jack- Amelia?" I looked back at the person who was calling my name and I was surprised to see Rosie. "Hey," I said, totally surprised. "You work here now?" I asked looking back at Jason who just gave me a simple shrug and looked back at his laptop, he still didn't know who she was... typical Jason. "Yeah, I recently graduated and I landed a job here as Mr Daniels personal assistant," she said and I smiled nodding my head. I didn't miss the way she emphasized personal but that's cool.

September 7th 1991 Danielle takes a peak around the curtain, scanning the crowd for the familiar face the she is looking for, but he is nowhere to be found in the sea of stranger's faces looking back at her. She is not surprised at all to find him missing. He has never been one to come to these things just to support her. That would mean that he would have to know about them.. or care, for that matter. “We are up next, Dani.” Comes her best friend Melania Polk's voice from behind her. Her friend comes to stand beside her and Dani nods to acknowledge her words.