Danny Phantom Batman Ao3 Novels & Stories

“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

“I’m already here, babe. An I got my bat. You know the one, right?” The bat. Which he kept in his truck for ‘self-defense.’ He bragged about, always showing it off, especially around her and Timmy. And then an image flashed. Of blood oozing under Timmy’s bedroom floor, of his caved-in head. got my bat “You just sit tight,” Danny hissed, “cause Daddy’s home. The phone clicked. Its dial tone shrilling in her ear. *** Panic thrummed through her as she dialed 911, that image . . .

"How can you do that? You idiot..." "Then do you want me to die in the hands of my enemy." Danny snarled at her who rubbed her hands together. "But...." "No but Gwen. I spent a lot of time here and I already corrected everything." He scolded her while Gwen did not say anything to him but left the chamber. Danny was not the same Danny but he was now an old king who did not care about anything. She wandered around feeling bad for Sian as he was afraid of being in love knowing his lover will be killed no matter what.

This guy was driving blind. Wind swept dirt, plastic bags, and cigarette stubs their way. Grit slapped Danny’s face. He didn’t blink, didn’t shy away. If anything, it sobered him up. The interaction between Batman and the drunk escalated faster than anyone could have imagined, which was saying a lot. For those who frequented the Duck’s Nuts at that time of the night, a street brawl came as little surprise. Aiden, however, was a public servant, and Danny a social worker from right here in town. They were lovers who rarely drank unless they were on holidays, when Christmas excuses paved the way for greasy breakfasts with aspirin chasers. Fights became a foreign concept to them long ago.

“The next time you send me on a blind date, I’ll gut you and wear your intestines like a garland around my neck.” “Woah, chill, Vaughan. It’s just one date.” “That’s enough, Danny. No more,” he growled. “Fine,” Danny grunted on the other end. “Any updates from our ME?” he asked, pulling his car from the driveway, eyes trained on his rearview mirror. “Nope.” “Alright, get lost then and I hope your wife makes you sleep on the couch today.” He ended the call without waiting for further reply from the human. With a sigh, he eased the car into traffic. The roads were less crowded than usual and he welcomed it. He was in no mood to deal with other things than necessary.

He shuddered at the thought of the vampires, he had refused to believe that vampires still existed until he had seen Dracaryx and the others. The door to the room opened and Dracaryx walked in. Dante immediately went on his knees. Dracaryx walked up to him and patted his head. "Good boy." he praised him. "Thank you master" he answered. "Stand up" Dracaryx ordered him.

My heart skips a beat at hearing Arawn’s voice even before my eyes can find him. “Are you insane? You woke up the entire house with that thing!” He is just standing there with his phone in his hand, looking at me disparagingly as I hiss at him. Pulling my blanket up to my chest, I look over to Danny. “He was just feeling lonely. Why are you like that?” Danny groans about not telling him once again as Arawn clicks his tongue. “Sure, there is nothing better to cure loneliness than a pair of big boobs.”

However, in moderation, this could mean she had the potential to do a lot of good too. Of course, this also meant Dannie had to do some kind of test. She would, of course, avoid all the darker stuff. She saw no good reason to rip out someone’s soul. Dannie stood when she saw the fountain. Walking over to it, Dannie sat on the edge of the pool. She watched the water trickle down from four tiered levels and ran her fingers through the water at the base. Dannie took a breath and thought of cooling the water even more than it was. The base of her skull sparked with a flash of pain that streaked through her and into her arm then hand.

I think it was only Raven who could take his brute strength. And, that was saying something considering Danny had gotten stronger in the last couple of years. At his tender age of 24, Danny was already very big, his tanned physique was very muscular. His blonde hair, that used to flop into his eyes, was now brushed back. He wore a white collared shirt and I could see his muscles bulging through it. Danny worked as a personal trainer and the job matched his passions completely.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE DAMON Point of View I trudged back to my chambers, feeling defeated. Tyla's rejection still stung, and I couldn't stop feeling like I'd blown my chance with her. I flopped onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Why couldn't she just give me a chance? I knew I'd messed up in the past, but I was willing to do whatever it took to make it right. As I lay there, my eyelids began to droop. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes, letting sleep take control of me. But my rest was fitful. I dreamed of Annie, my former mate. We were standing in a lush meadow, surrounded by wildflowers. She was smiling at me, her eyes shining with love. I reached out to her, but she slipped away,