Danny Phantom Danny Novels & Stories

“If I am targeted, and so will she.” “Don’t worry. I already dispatched my men to guard her.” Of course, he does. However, it occurred to me just now that despite somehow foreshadowing my phantom’s identity right at the beginning when Damon was introduced to me and knowing how he was the CEO of the leading electronic company. I know only very little of him.

She nodded politely and put a little smile, she didn't know who was the man that standing in front of her. "Ah sorry I forgot you lost your memory, if it wasn't for watching the news, maybe I wouldn't have known, let's get reacquainted, I'm Danny," Danny held out his hand to shake Leah's, his face smiling kindly. Leah hesitantly shook Danny's hand, she couldn't trust everyone who claimed to be her acquaintance.

His jaw worked, opening and closing like he wanted to say something but didn’t know who he was more afraid of. He looked like he was two seconds away from folding. And that was all I needed. I stepped closer and crouched in front of him, close enough that he had to tilt his head down to avoid my eyes. "You," I said quietly. "What’s your name?" He swallowed hard and glanced at his feet. "D-Danny." "Danny." I leaned in just a little. "Look at me." His gaze lifted slowly. "You don’t want to die for a ghost, do you?" I asked. "For secrets that aren’t even yours? For a man who won’t even remember your name when this is over?"

This man was on another level. "Young Master Anan and Young Master Karan. Greeting. I'm Danny, assistant of Kunal Sinha, father of Ajay Sinha, Mina Sinha, and Henna Sinha.", Danny bowed as he felt surprised to not see an ounce of shock in both people's eyes. "Greetings, Uncle Danny.", Anan spoke as he pointed to the sofa. "Hello, Uncle Danny.", Karan nodded too. Three sat as Danny started at them. "I'm shocked to see you both relaxed and calm after all the things that happened recently.", Danny smiled as he stared at the two men opposite to him.

I stated, looking over at Jonathan as he danced with his sister. Danny smiled as we danced. “I wouldn’t have missed it. As soon as Jonathan reached out to me, I made sure that we could all be here.” He paused, taking a moment to twirl me around before taking my hand again. “You look beautiful today. Jonathan is one lucky man. He better treat you right.” I laughed. “Or you will go all scary dad on him?” I asked, looking over at Jonathan who was giving me a strange look. Danny shrugged. “Maybe. I didn’t get to scare away your high school boyfriends, so I have time to make up for.”

He has to be behind our inability to find an investor. . Before I can grab the doorknob, Camila’s front door is opened—leaving my hand hanging in the air. The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. “Hello, Lilah,” Danny says, smiling. But I can tell it’s fake, even though the only light source is the moon. Danny is dark-skinned. His black hair is styled in a low cut, and he has a beard. The Dolce & Gabbana suit he’s wearing does little to hide his muscles. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t ripped. To sum it up, Danny is a gorgeous man, but even with all his handsomeness, he is the worst romantic partner I have ever met—except Beau if I’m including that horrible human being in

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."

It seems the kid had learned some caution, at least. “Boss?” Danny’s voice was young, and uncertain. “You wanted to see me?” I turned slowly, letting him sweat for a moment. He was twenty, maybe twenty-one. Scrawny. And very nervous. This was the kid who’d let Rylan escape a week ago. “Come here,” I said. Danny approached like he was walking to the gallows. His hands were shaking. I let the silence stretch, watching him squirm. Then I smiled. “Good work.”

Danny yelled, "Darrell you’ve got to stop watching romantic comedies.” Affronted, Darrell sat back. Jogging his chin at Danny as he demanded, “Well, what do you watch?!” Without missing a beat, Danny dryly answered, “The Blacklist.” Darrell shook his head. “Of course you do.” Danny shrugged, “James Spader is a fucking genius,” taking a drink.

Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions Our serious moment is broken. “I will know all the dirt… Can’t wait… Going to be so sweet.” Danny is chanting nonsense as he reads. “What is he talking about? Do you understand him?” I shift to get more comfortable and to be able to see Danny with both eyes. He is a prankster and does not discriminate. The wild look in his eyes tells me he is up to something and I probably won’t enjoy being a part of it.