Danielle Supernatural Novels & Stories

Unless something went wrong, that day's event provided her the perfect opportunity to make her move. Vernon and I moved through the crowd, raising our glasses in toast to each guest. When we reached Heidi, she smiled warmly and said, "Congratulations on your wedding, Daniella." I could see through her facade. The fact that she had stolen my real sister's place only intensified my contempt for her. Despite the storm of emotions inside me, I forced a smile and raised my glass in return. But before I could react, she pulled a knife from behind her back and lunged toward me. As the blade came down, my forehead creased, and my pupils dilated. In an instant, I seized her arm, locking it in a tight

Her hazel eyes glinted with a kind of mischief I'd never seen in them before. I knew her little time with Misaki changed a lot about her, but right now, I could clearly see what changed. This Danielle in front of me was increasingly bold and daring. She had no problem turning me on, even in the presence of over a hundred other people. If that isn't hot, then I don't know what is. "What I need...is your full, undivided attention or trust me..." She said, leaning close to my ear to whisper her next words.

Danielle pressed her lips together. "I've already had that moment," she said quietly. "I had it in the kitchen two weeks ago when I watched it heat soup and I understood that the real Dante would never heat soup in my kitchen again and this thing was the last face wearing his face that I would ever see." "And?" Marisol said. "And I survived it," Danielle said. "I'm still surviving it." Marisol looked at her for a long time. "There's one thing I didn't tell you before," she said. "That I should have."

Yeah, she's right; anyone with a laptop can edit something like this, right? "1909 in Scotland" I hear Jamie say from behind me. "This is one sick joke" I mutter warily, without turning to face him. "I know it's not very easy to believe but it's the real deal, Danielle" He says calmly. "Not very easy to believe?" I scoff "It is totally unbelievable" "You wanted the truth,Danielle" He reminds me. "Yes, and what you gave me is far from it" I finally turn to face him. "A total of 4 lifetimes" He says, his eyes glint with sincerity... I almost believe he's telling the truth.

“Danielle… I haven’t seen you in ages.” I slowly turned to look at the girl—Beatrice Harrington in the flesh. She is wearing a Vince silk blouse paired with high-rise jeans, some Golden Goose sneakers, and a Chloé handbag. Her wavy hair now falls past her waist now. I remember she liked keeping her hair on the shorter side before.

She hadn't been okay since she learnt about her father's deeds. First, the kidnapping of Heartman and Nathalie. She had been hoping and praying it had nothing to do with her father, and it was a misunderstanding, and now, the spy, who made Mia more frustrated by not talking. Now, the awakening of a demon, which was all too much to take in all at once. She needed answers, but she didn't know where to get the answers she desired. Though it wasn't just her dad who was involved in the awakening of the demon, but her father-in-law was also among.

"What on earth?" Danielle explained, "She struck a deal with a fae, and they performed some of their special magic for her." I blinked, temporarily setting aside my skepticism regarding the existence of fae. After all, humans considered wolf shifters mythical creatures. "No wonder you're not worried about her being discovered." "Yeah, but we shouldn't linger and make it easier for them to find her," Danielle cautioned. "Come on." With Tony on Malcom's back, we entered the passage, with Danielle waiting at the entrance. "I have to close it, so you have to go through."

HE draws a sinister smile and said the following words. “A member of the famous paranormal club called Blood +. A group of young who are gifted as she is originally a tag member and all to be near to her childhood friend and protector against demons and spirit that wanted to harm and use her. For her ability and spiritual power that only her dearest friend can subdue, Daniela.” Mocking her with those words, as HE is having fun for everything that HE set up for her. HE continues HIS words with the following. “The only surviving descendant of the clan that roots lie within the current sixth loop and time. The ability that she originally didn’t have, she stolen and will be controlling without h

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.

Daniel said as soon as she entered. She stared at him, anger rising sharply through her whole body. What exactly do you think you’re doing?” Danielle asked. She was there for a reason and not to waste her precious time talking to someone like Daniel. Ever since Danielle landed her first television show, she stopped associating with people from the streets. She knew her career demanded that she stay around the rich, influential, and powerful. More importantly, she had already erased anything that could link her to her past, which was why no one even knew about her mother and she intended to keep it that way.