Danny Phantom Exe Real Name Novels & Stories

I squinted at him. “I’m sorry,” I said, “do I know you? You look familiar.” He grinned. “I’m Danny Fox. I’m an actor.” Donatello looked him up and down. “Oh, you’re in that show about the baseball player.” “Yeah.” “Great show,” he said, “you’re a very talented young man.” “Thank you,” said Danny, “you’re a very important guy, Donatello Vitore. You own half of New York. I saw the article about you on Forbes. Those Eco-Friendly apartments that your building are going to be the way of the future.”

The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. "Hello, sweetie pie," 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 Jacob if I'm including that horrible human being in the running, too.

Xara glanced at James and seated herself. “A-Are you General Highsmith?” Xara’s eyes gleamed. Daniel looked at James. James laughed. “Xara, his name’s Danny. He’s not a general.” “H-He’s right.” Daniel quickly nodded in agreement. “Miss… Xara, was it? I’m not a general. My name’s Daniel… Sorry, Danny. I just resemble Daniel.” He stumbled over his words. Hearing this, Zara let loose a hearty laugh.

He has seen my nakedness. "No way! Shit!" I cried softly, very embarrassed. "Errm, Danny," he said with a smile. "Huh," I was confused. "My name is Danny," he said again, clearly this time. "Oh, owkay," I replied shyly, shifting my gaze from him and putting a hand strongly over the blanket, not willing to take chances to let the wind blow them up or away. I was beating myself up in my head. I felt so embarrassed imagining him gawking at my nakedness. Assssh! More reasons I hated to shift shape.

I spat. “That’s fine.” He said, taking a deep breath. “I created Phantom years ago to escape the Griffin name, to prove I could build something that wasn't tied to my father's shadow. I kept it a secret and I became an anonymous owner, working silently from the shadows. When I collaborated with you, it wasn’t because I felt obliged to, I saw how hardworking you are and I wanted us to be partners.” “So, you had to lie?” I jabbed.

“This job, with your father?” Urgh. Another one I regretted telling. I really should get better at keeping secrets. Once it slipped out, they never fucking forgot about it. “No,” I said. “Nothing to do with that prick.” “Pity,” he said. “Your father knows good business.” I looked at his friendly eyes, heavy brown with grey. Danny was South African, accepted by the locals slowly over the years, until he was now a piece of the Much Arlock furniture. “Where are you leaving us for?”

Vito’s voice was shaky, but he tried to hide it with a forced grin. Dallion didn’t bother with pleasantries. “I need information. A man with two different colored eyes. Red and black. You know him?” Vito swallowed hard, his eyes darting around nervously. “Yeah, I know him. He’s new around here, but he’s making waves. No one knows his real name, but they call him ‘The Phantom.’ Dangerous guy. Not someone you wanna mess with.” Dallion's lips curved into a predatory smile. “That’s exactly who I’m looking for.”

“Then… what is it?” Kade turned to the glowing console. Then he said something that made Ayesha’s blood run cold. “It’s a person.” The Ghost in the Machine Silence. Then Adrian scoffed. “That’s impossible.” Kade tapped the screen, bringing up a blurred digital profile. “It’s very possible.” He smirked. “Because Phantom? Is still alive.” Ayesha’s mind spun. Her father’s work. Revenant. The war they had fought to stop. It had all been a cover-up for something even bigger.

He laughed once again and turned to Mrs Winfrey who also laughed with him. I sighed heavily but I still couldn't control my breath. Everything about him pointed to it. Though I had never met any mafia before, I had seen a lot in movies and I had also heard a lot about them, Danny was obviously a don, a mafia boss. The penthouse, the way he just passed his judgement and how I kept running into his hands while trying to get away, all of these couldn't be mere coincidence. "You can pick any of the rooms and asks for anything you want!" he added and got up to walk away without looking back.

Giovanni’s face said it all, he was not going to let this go. “I would first like to introduce you to my older brother, Nicolas D’Angelo, the REAL and rightful heir to this whole empire” Dante said, looking at Giovanni as people gasped, muttering between themselves “I was just as surprised as you currently are when I found out, but then again, it seems like our beloved father hid more than just my brother…”