Danny Phantom Dani Novels & Stories

Dannie replied. Anastasia looked at Dannie, and he wiped away her tears, giving her a quick kiss. "But what if you're not a match for Adah either?" Anastasia asked. "Trust me, we will be a match," Dannie assured her, planting another quick kiss on her lips. The doctor cleared his throat, drawing their attention. "Let's test you, Mr...?" "Dannie," Dannie replied, opting not to disclose his last name to avoid any complications since the doctor didn't seem to recognize him.

"She showed up and caused a scene. It got so bad that Dana had to call the cops on her." "Shit." "And Fanny is in Washington, too—" "I know that," I interrupt, my nerves fraying. "This shitshow . . ." Stanton shakes his head. "Fanny sent me something late last night. She said it's from a close friend of Dana’s. A guy named Hymar. I understand you know who he is?" "Yes, I know Hymar," I say.

Dante said on behalf of the rest. "Well, see you all at the party" Antonio said as he closed the meeting. Silvana went up to Dracaryx, "welcome to the alliance Mr Vitale, I am Silvana Ferrante, head of the Ferrante family" Silvana introduced herself. "It's a pleasure to meet you Silvana" Dracaryx replied. Dante was the next person to introduce himself to Dracaryx. "I am Dante Russo, pleased to meet you" he said. "You are lying" Dracaryx said.

I don't know, " Danny answered in a dull tone, while he used his fore and middle finger to massage the side of his head. His head was throbbing from having to deal with all the bad memories of his childhood he had buried deep in the recess of his mind. " Em, Mr. Whitefield, we are gonna need a....... " Danny didn't let her finish and cut the call. The call was making him exhausted. He threw himself back on the couch allowing the phone to drop helplessly to the couch. He picked up the smartphone to take a look at his next target. Anything to avoid thinking about his mum. The young woman's name was Karen Smith, twenty-eight. She was model tall, with long wavy honey brown hair, grey eyes, and t

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.

"Yeah, I just transferred from another school." Dany smiled, his face lighting up with excitement. "That's so cool! I'm Dany, by the way. Dany Donovan." I introduced myself, trying to sound confident. "I'm Daciana. Nice to meet you." We chatted for a few minutes, and I learned that Dany was a bit of a geek, obsessed with video games and comic books. He seemed harmless enough, but I couldn't trust him completely. After all, he was a Donovan, and they were the ones I was here to spy on.

The rigid voice tells her in a disinterested monotone. Dani's heart drops and she feels her dreams of a fresh start dying a fast death. She wants to go to Meesler more than anything in the world, so hearing that there is no open spots available hurts her heart. But the woman didn't say that there were no spots available. She said that there were no spots for a girl. “I have a son.” “Wonderful. His age?” The woman asks. “Sixteen.” Dani tells her. “Name?” “Daniell- Daniel.” Dani corrects herself. “We call him Danny. Daniel Millman.”

"Well, until your guy shows up, do you mind if I introduce myself? I’m Dani. I’m just a struggling student trying to survive midterms, and I was wondering if a gorgeous girl like you needed a study partner." A loud, amused snort escaped my nose before I could stop it. I looked at the caramel macchiato, then back up at his handsome face, noticing the faint yellowing bruise along his jaw. "A struggling student?" I teased, leaning forward on my elbows. "Nice try, mister. I know exactly who you are. You’re Dani Calloway. The infamous, playboy hockey captain whose giant face is currently hanging on a thirty-foot banner outside the ice arena."

This is driving me crazy ~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~ “He literally called me a ghost” I complain to Dan

***ZANE'S POV*** "Zane? Oh damn it, Zane!" I hear a familiar high screech call out and as I open my partly swollen eyes, I see them. London and Dante. My world in here and I am chained like a dog to a fucking wall with a collar on my neck. "Honey? Are you hurt? Please tell me you are okay," I cry out as baby Dante stares at me with confusion, his face a mixture of fear and baby eyes.