Danny Phantom Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

“Da...nny? Is he here? Tell me he is not here! He can’t be here!! Danny? It’s Danny? What the fuck is going on here?

“I’m glad I got one.” “Good for you.” Danny smirks, leaning back in the tub, enjoying the warm water as it soothes his muscles. Tomorrow is going to be a long day. "See you in the afterlife, Mary. In hell, maybe." He lets out a quiet laugh, his lips curving into a smirk. But his eyes remain empty. Exhausted. "Loving someone is really hard."

He looked at Alex, but he didn't see the man he loved; he saw a a liar, a phantom that wouldn't let him die in peace. "Don't... touch... me," Danny gasped, his hands flying up to cover his ears. "You’re not real. You’re a hallucination. My brain is broken. It’s all broken." Alex didn't rush him. He sank to his knees on the floor a few feet from the bed, making himself smaller, lower than the boy on the mattress. He stayed silent, letting the waves of Danny’s panic wash over him through the bond. He felt the cold, the hopelessness, and the terrifying desire for the world to simply stop.

Gareth says with a gleam in his eyes. I don’t let anything show on my face, no confusion, no surprise, nothing. I wait for him to make his next move. Anticipating it’ll be a punch to the face, he can’t kill me, I realize that. Danny wants me for a reason, a reason unknown for now. I think about Creed all of a sudden, looking towards him frantically. There he is. Still in all of his dragon glory, killing one after another, his scales are smoking, burning off all the blood that lands on him.

Jonathan stood at the cemetery, his hands buried deep in his pockets. Geoffrey had just placed fresh flowers on the grave. Jonathan stared at the engraved name: “Danny Golden.” He watched a small ant crawl up the cold concrete. A memory flickered in his mind like an old film reel. He traveled back to a time when Danny was still alive. He had been a lively, cheerful man, and Jonathan’s father had loved him for his positive spirit. His father often said Danny was the reason he never gave up on his dreams; it was Danny's words that had helped bring the Walter building to life.

The position of his personal maid will be mine. Buwahahaha. I think I sound like a villain? ****** LMCD22

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

My assumptions were right. I really wish Damien can find another girl, a decent and lovely girl. I wouldn't mind if she is from China or India, all I wanted is for my son to be in safe hands and Vivian that I know is a sorry case. My phone rang again. It was Danny. "Good morning, princess", he greeted and I couldn't help but smile widely. He makes me happy and I couldn't believe I was genuinely happy after all the years. Danny was indeed a good man, with a good soul. He was a great lover and a wonderful pamperer. He pampers me to the core.

******** Meanwhile, At Sterling city military base,Mark had arrived at the parking garage to see Richarlison and some other officers dragging Danny out of the G-Wagon military car. Mark was completely shocked when he saw him.. "Danny?" He called out, freezed in shock. He looked to be just a slight, a paler, new version of the Danny he knew, with thinning brown hair and the Blackthorn eyes, half-hidden behind spectacles. "Danny" he called out again as he got closer. "Mark, Please my family is in danger. I was warned to never show my face to you again! Now they're gonna die! If they find out I showed my face to you!" Danny hastily freed himself from Richarlison's grip and rushed to Mark in a c

I know throughout the upcoming months seeing her grow our babies will finally hit the nail in the coffin, she will definitely own my heart. I drop Layla off at home making sure ten men are guarding the property. Andre just called and said that Dante De Luca is at Black Phantom another night club I own. Dante is the capo of the Italian mafia and is the same age as me, we've known each other since we were kids and have been close friends since. Arriving at Black Phantom I cut the long line and get in. Heading up to my office I can see that Dante's made himself at home. Drinking my expensive liquor with his feet propped up on the table.