Danny Phantom Complete Novels & Stories

Claire P.O.V Danny has been the Beta and Ethan Randall's right-hand man for nearly two decades. It's quite the perk for Danny; besides being the Beta, he knows the ins and outs of the money-printing business owned by the Alpha, the ruler of The Silver Fire Pack. Danny didn't answer my question immediately. He just stared at me with his light brown eyes—warm and bright colours, especially in the summer. "Is it because the Alpha already has a fiancée that this is bugging you?"

You need to get here ASAP and bring Danny he's the only one who could hold Titan down. "oh shit." I muttered "What?" Danny asked. "So don't flip out and remember you can't have pups with me if you kill me." I began "What?" he asked cutting me off mid sentence. "Here." I gulped handing over my phone. He read the text and anger flashed in his eyes. He was about to speak when another text pinged on my phone and he read that. " Sasha open a ghost road now." he growled. "Okay but you need to put on shorts." I gulped

Sue: good people. “I think I n-n-need some—” Danny started, those fingers reaching up to touch the scar under the collar of his shirt. The rippled, sewn-together flesh that had been a part of his life for the past two months. He fingered it as a child tongues an aching tooth, or like an adult lifting a Band Aid to sniff the stink beneath—curious, but nope, still not better. “—help.” Not better at all.

With an evil smile, Danny said, "Girl, don't panic. It's not poison. It's a special pill I got in the world of cultivators. "After you take this pill, you will find me irresistible." He laughed. As he finished the last sentence, Danny's eyes were filled with evil complacency. Danny then sealed several acupoints on Kimberly's body, preventing her from biting her tongue and committing suicide. Then he stood back, smiling, and waited for the medicine to take effect in Kimberly's body.

She nodded and bid us goodbye. As we walked away, my mind returned to the strange feeling I had when I shook her hand. The familiarity of her grip. The way her eyes had scanned me for a brief second. It reminded me too much of Joanne. They both had that same energy. The energy you sense only from people trained to fight. People connected to the Phantom Syndicate. One of the groups we had been investigating. And now, more than ever, I hoped my suspicion was wrong. But deep inside, I knew it was not. ******* LMCD22

Ah Ko said to them . " Yes , it's true . This few days Gray , Danny and Shawn keep calling us to have breakfast in their room . " Well , I heard Danny is an orphan but his grandfather is wealthy and they came from a root in Beijing . He is the only son of his late parents . They died in the accident when he is seven . His grandparents love him alot although he had many elders cousin brother and the Koh's mall is belong to his grandfather . Every morning the butler will send so many breakfast for him ." Ah Heng who stay in one room with Danny , Gray and Shawn tells them .

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .