Danny Phantom Danny Novels & Stories

Although Danny was a better-looking man than Vince, standing at 5'10", with glistering brown hair on killer bedroom eyes. She especially loves the way his lips would slightly curve to the side even when he wasn't smiling, it's always intrigued and makes her want to kiss him at all times. Danny was charming, he didn't have to try for a room to light up with his shine. He was a natural at making anyone fall for him. He spoke with gentleness in his voice, his steps bold yet graceful with the body of a Greek god on tanned skin as if he bathes in the sun every day. Danny was how one would say, sex on two legs and it isn't hard to see where he got all the charms and sexiness from. But, Vince was r

He said as he tried to control his breath. Hearing that, I put aside my bat that has been dyed red with his blood. I took a chair and sit in front of him, waiting for him to speak. "M-My real n-name is D-Danny. I-I'm not Chi-Chinese, I'm British. I-I came he-here to s-seek job un-until she found me." He pauses to catch his breath once again, blood drips down from his chin to his pants. I nod and ask him who 'she' is. But he stopped, his body slightly trembles as I ask him once again who she is. It seems she is someone who he fears more than respect.

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.

” Jackson ~”You will fucking do as I say. Anthony ~”Are we taking Danny with?” Jackson ~”Who is going to fucking drive?” Anthony ~”I can.” Jackson ~”Danny is a better driver than you.” Anthony ~”I don't want her to get hurt.” Danny ~ “I am not a fucking doll. I am coming with.” Anthony ~”I said no.” Danny ~ “And I am telling you yes.” Anthony ~”Danny.” Danny ~ “Anthony.” Anthony ~”Do not test my patience.” Danny ~”Your patience is tested.”

Right behind him, Aunt Linda steps into the room, holding the heavy door open with her foot. Danny is wearing a miniature Wraiths jersey. The fabric is way too big on his tiny frame, the sleeves folded up twice at his wrists, but the back displays the white block letters clearly: LAURENTIS. Ha! This is definitely Hannah's handiwork. She probably bought the custom youth size the exact second we made the playoffs, planning for him to wear it at the victory parade. Seeing that mini jersey on my boy makes my chest swell so hard the pain in my leg completely fades into the background. Gabriel leans over, scooping Danny off the tile with one arm and depositing him right onto the edge of my mattres

The one connected to my Sexy Red persona. Danny's name flashed on the screen. What could he possibly want? My hands were shaking as I grabbed the voice modulator and answered. "Hello?" I said in my altered voice. "Sexy Red, hi," Danny said, and something in his tone made my stomach drop. "Hi," I responded carefully. "I thought about everything you said," Danny continued, his voice oddly calm. "And there's something important I need to tell you. Can we meet? Just briefly. In the next ten minutes. This is very important."

DON VITO SOME YEARS AGO, “Bring her in.” “I hope you did a neat job. No one saw you?” “Not at all,” Danny answered. Danny is one of my secret agents who does dirty jobs for me. Smuggling, Kidnapping, Murdering. He was good, sharp, and fast. He was the right person to do this job. I know how much Antonio loves and protects his sister. I already had him disoriented after I made one of my men at his place steal the suitcase.

"That would be nice." "Yeah?" he asked, grinning now, too. He didn’t have a dimple, but his laugh lines were contagious. He seemed kind. "I'm Rihanna." "Danny.” He held out his hand. She shook it and quickly let it go. "What do you do, Danny?" They both moved up as the line got shorter. "I'm a contractor. Foreman of a team of really good men. We build things," he smiled with comical pride. She gave him the smile he wanted. "That's really cool." And here I was going to drink coffee at home.

Danny asked innocently but I knew what he was saying, all hiding behind his honey deep talk. "You don't get to talk to me like that, magician." My nose flared with anger. I was getting enough of this bullshit. Men and their shits and the way they try to get me under their control! I wouldn't let that happen again. "Danny." He said and I looked at him confusedly. "The name is Danny, princess. I'm a wizard, not your simple magician that might have entertained you in your childhood." He rolled his eyes, and so did I.

She watched as Jake took out a photo from his bag and passed it to her. Her brows furrowed immediately. It was a picture of a guy, he looked like he was in his early twenties. He looked way too familiar but she couldn’t remember where she had seen him before. “Who’s he?” She questioned. “It’s unfortunate you don’t recognize him.” Kira clicked her tongue. “He’s Danny.” Rebecca’s jaw dropped. “Danny? Oh my God! Where is he now? Did anything happen to him?” Kira smirked. “Not yet.”