Danny Fenton Novels & Stories

I said. “Still, you love me,” he responded. “How’re you doing?” I asked climbing up the stairs towards my bedroom. "I'm good. The coach made us try out again. The results of the tryouts should be up by midnight," he said. Danny joined the football team his freshman year as the quarterback but since the starting QB was a senior, he didn’t get much play time last season. “That’s good, yeah?” “Yes, it is. I have a good feeling about my starting chances this year. I can literally taste it, Mels.”

It seems the kid had learned some caution, at least. “Boss?” Danny’s voice was young, and uncertain. “You wanted to see me?” I turned slowly, letting him sweat for a moment. He was twenty, maybe twenty-one. Scrawny. And very nervous. This was the kid who’d let Rylan escape a week ago. “Come here,” I said. Danny approached like he was walking to the gallows. His hands were shaking. I let the silence stretch, watching him squirm. Then I smiled. “Good work.”

"But since Finn's grudge is specifically against you, maybe you should take the lead on this one." Danny nodded grimly and started scrolling through his contacts. I watched as he made the first call, his voice taking on a tone of authority I rarely heard from him. "Minister John? It's Danny Knight. I need a favor... Yes, sir, I know it's late, but this is urgent."

"But since Finn's grudge is specifically against you, maybe you should take the lead on this one." Danny nodded grimly and started scrolling through his contacts. I watched as he made the first call, his voice taking on a tone of authority I rarely heard from him. "Minister John? It's Danny Knight. I need a favor... Yes, sir, I know it's late, but this is urgent."

“Come on, brother, it’s just some girl. You never stopped me before.” “I am stopping it now. And if you think you can become the Alpha, let’s find out if you are man enough. On Friday, we will fight to the death,” Dane said as he dropped him to the floor. “But now we have to deal with Catrina, so get everyone to the chambers,” he ordered Dash. Dash glanced at me, but Dane swiftly delivered a blow to the side of his head. “I told you not to even look at her,” Dane commanded.

He places his right ankle on his left thigh and stubbs the butt of the cigarette in the ashtray. “You really think I’ll buy that,” Steve frowns. “The CEO of formidable Smith Enterprises flying to a town to buy a company that apparently is taking its last breath? The question wipes teh smirk off his face. “I see potential in that company,” Danny has his eyes fixed on the ground. “Seriously Danny? That Company? Okay. It seems you have made up your mind. I won’t stop you. Do whatever you wanna do,” with that he gets up and leaves.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

The idea of having a Lycan, a wolf that could control his shifting, as an enemy was not something that I wanted to deal with. “Keep your search going, I don’t want to find surprises up my front door…” “You needn’t worry, Nathan, if I wanted to kill you, I would have shifted back to the club” Donatello said, entering the office without bothering to knock on the door. His scent was masked by a woman’s, one who he has probably been screwing. His eyes met mine and he smirked, watching as Carter moved aside to stand by me, his beta, Matteo stood one step behind his Alpha, waiting for my reaction.

She was terrified, he could feel the shivers deep in her body. “You know what? We got off on the wrong foot,” the man said, interrupting Xyrus’s thoughts as he switched tones, suddenly sounding more professional. “I didn’t mean to cause a scene. You see, I’m Danny Buenaford, and I’m here to speak to my wife, Lana Reign Buenaford.”

“Collection my ass, Matson. “Those fucking figurines you have is a collection, not these damn guns. Or am I going to have to go through the list of shit that Bruce does?” “You are getting really cocky for a man in your situation.” “If a man in your situation did not try and force me to go against my principles, I would still be sitting and sucking your ass.” “I am a bounty hunter, and this steroid bunny here works with me.” “Explains the mood swings; I thought the bunny was having PMS.” Danny starts getting up for what now seems the fifth time, “This bunny is going to slap you.” But then Summer comes back outside, “I am going to slap you. Give Aaron a break now. The only damn thing he has no