Danny Phantom Books Novels & Stories

*** OTHER WORKS: THE BADBOY TRILOGY BOOK 1: HOW TO DESTROY A BADBOY BOOK 2: THE EMANCIPATION OF A BADBOY BOOK 3: A RHAPSODY FOR THE PLAYBOY **** DANCING IN HIS STORM DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. OTHER WORKS: 1. THE BADBOY TRILOGY BOOK ONE: HOW TO DESTROY A BADBOY BOOK TWO: THE EMANCIPATION OF A BADBOY BOOK THREE: A RHAPSODY FOR THE PLAYBOY 2. DANCING IN HIS STORM 3. THE WOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 1: THE WOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 2: THE UNWOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 3: UPCOMING

Till the next published chapter, have a good read. Danny Blanchard

"Wha- now?" "Yes! Now!" "But whatever it is can wait, it can't be as important as you-" "Zander has a whole bedroom of vials filled with my blood, Mason ... If Demitri and the others get their hands on it then we are going to be facing an army full of day walkers!"

🌹 A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR 🌹 This is Book Two in the ‘Entangled’ series, and it continues the story after the events of Book One titled—Bound to the Mafia Lord. While you can read this book on its own, I strongly recommend reading Book One first for a clearer understanding of the characters, relationships, history, and events that have already taken place. There are several names and references throughout this book that were introduced in the previous story. But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. 🤭❤️

"Danny?" "Danny Finn. He's in prison now, Riverbend Correctional. Got twenty years for a bank robbery that went wrong. But before that, he and his sister Caroline worked for your father. Eliminations. Making problems disappear. Your father sent them into a trap, got Caroline killed, got Danny locked up. But Danny knows things. Names. Locations. He might talk if you approach him right, offer him something he needs."

“So...are you going to tell me about your dream or not?” The alcohol loosens my tongue. I shrug. “Same dream since I was a kid. A cabin. A couple, Jade and Daniel. Their baby. Fire everywhere. Jade dies. Daniel saves the baby, then runs back into the flames.” I laugh weakly. “He must’ve loved her so much, he thought it better to die with her than raise their baby alone.” The scrape of Roman’s chair against the floor makes me jump. He’s on his feet, face pale, eyes wild.

"That is against the law." "Fuck the law!" I turned around and pushed the chair aside, simply because it was in my way. "Shanks." My fingers trembled as I threw the door open. It slammed against the wall. Daniel, one of the venators who just wanted to see Suzanne in the hospital room, looked up startled. I ignored him and his questioning look, just as I ignored Reese Ruf as I stomped down the corridor. "Damn it, Shanks, stop!"

Hoping to buy himself a little more time, he grabbed one of the thicker books—Bag of Bones—and hurled it toward the stairs just as the panther came into the library. Time stretched out like taffy, and as the book sailed across the room, the panther seemed to shrink before his eyes. With dawning horror, Brad realized there had never been a panther, it was only Phantom. He cried out even as the book landed on top of the cat. Phantom let out a nails-on-chalkboard cry, pinned beneath the heavy brick of a volume. Brad hurried back to the stairs, casting the book aside. Phantom seemed daze, mewling and curling up on itself like a pill bug.

He was about to attach his sinful lips on mine until. BANG. The door got roughly opened making my eyes snapped open. My head shot towards the door as I got a little light of hope but it also fades away when I witnessed a ragging beast breathing heavily as his eyes were glaring at Jack with his red demonic eyes ready to kill someone. Damon. There is always a bright morning after a dark night Don't let your hopes die because the one whose listening to you wouldn't let you down.