Danny Phantom Dash Baxter Novels & Stories

Baxter's eyes glazed over and he grabbed my hands like an automaton. “Baxter, are you okay?” I panicked. We launched into a series of twists and spins I didn't know existed. His eyes were dead, and a dreamy smile haunted his face. Our peers cackled, embracing the mania that seized the room. The music filled us, making us move in ridiculous ways. Puck roared with laughter, leading the crowd. Even Damien swayed behind the bar, his partner a broken broom. “I've been a puppet, a pauper

Baxter grinned in mock horror, “you are supposed to be with your wife and child, why are you here?” “Let the lady go” Nathan hissed again while swinging the baton in his hand, “I still have a little bit of respect for you, I don’t want disrespect you in any way Baxter” the anger in his eyes kept glistening as he saw tears rolling down her eyes and Nathan almost lost his senses, how dare he?

I covered my mouth in fear and shook my head no to moving any closer “ it’s not what you think!” Alex yelled, holding his hands up in surrender. Still not moving he sighs and runs down the hallway towards me. “ It was his first time shifting back from wolf form and he had an injury on his right side. He lost a lot of blood but the only thing he keeps saying is your name. Now I don’t know how he knows you and I was hoping you could clear that up for me. Maybe you can recognize him. He's in pretty bad shape though so please don’t freak out” the words coming out of his mouth pounded into my brain as I tried to understand what was going on. Still confused I just nod and take his bloody hand into

"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.

She was really hurt and shattered. "So Diane did it in a short time?" Xander chipped in with a deep grunt, taking heavy steps forward. His face was extremely stern and both eyes blazed with rage. I could clearly see his veins running through his neck and arms as every muscle seemed to poke out through his school uniform. "Will you kill him? Will you also kill Hutton as a demon?" Kayla sharply asked while flicking her eyes at me with fear and sadness.

Millie, Lilac, and Beta Dillon smelled something fishy about Bella, but they remained silent and let the alpha deal with it. Drake smirked, then suddenly changed his mood. “If you are involved with this, Bella, I swear to all the gods and goddesses, I won’t give you mercy.” He uttered flatly. “If something bad happens to the both of them, mark my words, Bella, I will send you to hell and meet my demon!” he added and turned his back to face Emily. “Millie, keep a close eye on my stray.” He ordered. “I will find those antidotes; I’ll need Beta Dillon.” He mumbled while fixing Emily’s blanket and caressed her face before he planted a kiss on her forehead.

The look on his face was terrifying, so I squared my shoulders and lifted my chin. “Next time you come at me like that, remember I can take this to the council. You all signed an agreement that I will not be tortured, abused, or mistreated here. You hear me?” I said, forcing my voice against Baxter. Baxter was always the silent type, the one who could do damage without words. He was the most mysterious and the eeriest of them. People said that once you cross paths with Baxter, he knows everything about you. He clenched his jaw as he stared at my face, and for a moment his eyes lingered on my hair and dropped to my body before he forced himself to look away.

The coyote howled in a distance and there she was chanting in a mumble. Paxson dipped the blade of the knife deep in the boiling green water and it immediately turned red. "What does the red colour resembles?" "Blood..." "And this blood calls for Dasher family..." Right now she was waiting for the arrival of the Dasher baby...not because she wants to eat him alive. Sure he may taste a but delicious from the rest of the child's she had. But she has to live another two hundred years in this world to keep the battle between her and the Dasher family active.

I nudge his arm, to get his attention, and take my phone out. Aiden is considering Baxter as a Packmate. Blackmarsh trusts him. I don’t think Aiden will mind. “immune 2 silver” I type. “knows sword”. I turn the screen so Baxter can see it but, hopefully, nobody else.There’s also an angry, ghostly dog who’ll probably show up if he’s about to die, but I don’t add that. Baxter can probably make a guess anyway. “Still doesn’t make it a good idea,” Baxter grumbles.

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal