Danny Phantom Angry Novels & Stories

"My heart will only heal when i'll rip that bastards' heart out from his chest! And when i'll use his daughter!" "You're right son! You're right! And i'm always here for you! " "Is there any Crimson Claw dogs to kill tonight? " "Wow! So you wanna fight tonight! " "Yeah , i need to vent all this anger tonight! " "Aatto found one of them spying on him. He's in the cage in the basement. But don't do anything Dylan! This one's dangerous! " "I don't care! I'll kill that bastard!" "Calm down Dylan! What made you so angry?"

My heart raced against my ribcage with each step I took, and seeing my friend’s blood on my hand, I couldn’t help but feel my chest ache. Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection for a second as I turned the faucet on to wash the blood off my hands. My eyes held anger, hatred, and darkness like never before, and I knew that all these emotions were directed at ONE person, and one person alone. I, Alpha Dante D’Angelo, will not rest or stop until you are dead, Giovanni D’Angelo. It is time for you to sleep with one eye open, because I am coming for you…

Dante growled. Chuckling, "yes, the anger. We have to work on your temper. We can't have you threatening or snapping people's necks." Straightening out his jacket, "let us continue." Dante was furious that he took out the anger on a nearby wall, punching strongly into it, breaking apart. His eyes briefly glowed, revealing an amber golden color. It was like a sharp sunset. He was snarling, his wolf trying to break out. Dante didn't like being controlled or manipulated in any way. He was used to playing cards. Maybe Declan was soon going to get himself or Dante killed.

Danny lowers his eyes on his plate while I hold my cup up to shield my face. With a whisper, I get Arawn’s attention, and I shake my head. “Be nice. Please.” But he just scoffs, emptying his cup of coffee. “I have to make a phone call. Hurry up, Dan.” “Aam alrdy hwrrng.” Danny munches, looking like an abandoned puppy dog. Leaning forward, I get him to halt while looking at me. “Don’t be sad. We can do something fun next time.” He nods repeatedly, smiling happily, and I sit back up straight.

He smirks as he disappears. “Oh, you will know how much of a real man he is soon enough.” Danny says as he walks away and grabs a woman who screams. I struggle against my restraints as Dane appears. He is huge, buzzed hair cut, with grey eyes. He is packed with muscles he is bulky. Every step he takes is with purpose. He is dangerous. But he is stupid. All that muscle and nothing in his head. “Angel Moretti. It is so nice to finally meet you. We are going to have so much fun together.” I snort on a laugh.

God's grace to mankind is livid and becoming visibly so. "All this for some nerd?" Danny sneers. Then he laughs and the sound makes my anger almost boil over. I clench my fist at my sides trying to hold back hitting him. I wasn't a violent person but right now a solid smack to the head sounded like a good move. My eyes don't waver but burn with hatred.

Franky James angrily shouted: “Dylan, I was already messing with the roof. What the fuck is the cut-off? I'm like an idiot, always thinking of a way to keep him from getting hurt. In the end, he quietly left!" Dylan froze his left cheek burning. But that didn't matter. Franky James rarely gets angry, rather Franky never gets angry with him. Dylan gaped, unsure of how to respond. Franky's anger still hasn't subsided, he gritted his teeth: "Do you want to break up with me?"

The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack. “Shit, Angel, I’m…”he began to apologize again only to break off when Angem’s head suddenly whipped up. It appeared she had reached the end of her tether. Her charcoal eyes had turned to amber, glowing angrily even as she curled back her lips to reveal that her fangs were now protruding from her gums. “Just go!” she snarled at him, her claws scraping the box she was holding once more. An instant later she shook her head as if shaking off her wolf and all returned to normal, though her voice was still men

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in

Parker laughed and said, "She has found her mate and is currently with him. Maybe she's not picking up your phone calls because she gets to know about your true nature or... maybe her mate doesn't like her talking to other men and she's respecting what her mate wants." Danny was now angry beyond limits. Having thoughts of her being with someone else was making him angry. He wanted to rip the neck of that person who snatched her girl from him. Deep down, he was trying to make himself believe that whatever this old man said is all lie. Danny took step towards Mr.Parker and said in a domineering voice, "Then hear to me 'Mr.Parker' If whatever you have said is true then ready to see the blood ba