Danny Phantom Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Same thing." "No. It is not." --- That night, I sit on the porch. The stars are out. The air is cold. The world is dark. Damon is inside. He is in the study. He is writing. The blue notebook is open on his desk. His hand is moving across the page. I do not know what he is writing. I do not ask. I think about what Dr. Cross said. Good things do end. Good things also come back. That is the system.

Danny stared at her for a few moments vaguely, trying to regain his former mood, so that he was happy with her presence, preparing to remove the smell of that bastard from her. Her pupils dilated with a stiff shock beneath him. She felt dizzy hitting her, she didn't want him to come close, she didn't want him to touch her, but she felt powerless to refuse. She held her breath waiting for him, feeling her deep down screaming at her, stop, don't allow him to come close. "Danny, Danny, please slow down. She yelled at him, pushing him away from her, as he slipped into her, refusing to walk away, complaining: "I miss you so much, more than you can imagine. »

He sighed in annoyance as he spoke. "It's the last time for us to stop, if you want something you should have it either now or never." Everyone looked at each other including Jongin who had just come back and Lexia clutching his arm, Damontry trying to show her disinterest and not look at them. " Nobody ? " Danny confirmed again. “Well then not-.” "I want to relieve myself." Damontry raised her hand, to see Danny narrowing his eyes frantically against her. "From there".

If Stefano got the information that he needed and nothing was amiss then he would be able to rest. Valerie's mind wandered to Dracaryx, whenever he was around Dracaryx, Valerie couldn't keep his hands to himself and Dracaryx that fiend loved it. And the bond which had throbbed painfully had stopped doing so since he reunited with Dracaryx. Valerie did not fully understand the whole fated mate thing but he had a long time to figure it out, it wasn't like he was dying anytime soon, it scared Valerie that eventually all his loved ones, Dante, Geremia, his men in the guild would die and he would still remain here. At least he would have Dracaryx to keep him company, he thought to himself. A WEEK

Zach gave them a small wave of gratitude, then went to see how he could comfort his mate. “You’re not going to be like that, are you?” Danny grabbed Alex by the waist and pulled her close to him. He nestled his face down in the crevice of her neck and breathed in deep. Her smell and the emotional state around her made him even more excited than he was when he first came into the room. “Do you wanna go upstairs?” He waggled his eyebrows at her and began to walk her backward out of the room. Alex let out a small giggle right before his mouth captured hers in a state of urgency. ***

Danny was quiet for some time, deep in thought. “That fucking bastard.” He muttered the frustration clear on his face. “Tell me about it.” I mumbled too. “But don’t worry. I think I have a plan on how to save Xavier.” I said smiling at the idea. Danny frowned, his brows furrowing “You think you have a plan, or you know you have an actual plan that would work?” he asked making me grit my teeth. He knew how to be an asshole if he wanted to. “I do have a plan, but you’re going to have to trust me man. Do you think you can do that?”

Zephyr pressed her hands to her chest as Damon continued to stare at her. "I'm leaving you with a warning: don’t go poking your nose into things that don’t concern you. Get out." His voice was cold, and Zephyr didn’t waste another second before sprinting out of the room. She ran as fast as her small feet would carry her, reaching her room and collapsing onto the bed. She felt scared. He was terrifying. Zephyr shut her eyes tightly, trying to push thoughts of him out of her mind. --- Damon sat in front of the fireplace, lost in thought. What the hell was wrong with him? That little girl should have been dead by now, but for some odd reason, he hadn’t let anyone touch a strand of her hair.

Hope stirred within him—a spark he hadn’t felt in far too long. He glanced at Jaiyana. She was still bound, her lips sealed by Maximus’s enchantment, pendant glowing faintly as if begging to be unleashed. Every scream, every howl, every death around them twisted inside Danny, a sharp reminder of how complicit he had been. I did this. I let this happen. But I can fix it. Maximus and Mahisar were momentarily distracted by a surge in the battlefield—Kaelan and Tharion had cornered a demon lord, and their feral attacks demanded their attention. Danny’s eyes narrowed. This was his chance.

“If you could, would you go back to The Hive?” “Yes, only to find one person. There has only been one person in this world who gave me a run for my money. It’s not as important to me anymore, but for a long time all I wanted to do is find the person.” Pausing he rubbed a hand against his jaw. “They call him Phantom.” A laugh left his mouth without any humor, “And people call me Ghost. The irony with the names is not lost on me.” I took a long sip of wine. Not sure how to respond. “It does seem quite clever.”

He put few bills on the table and quickly left the cafe. Her scent was driving him crazy and he wanted to leave as soon as possible. He was twenty then. He was twenty six now but still her scent was making him go crazy. But this time he wasn't going to make any mistake. He was an alpha king and he needed his queen, his mate and his other half. He wanted to be completed. .................. Danny was running along the boarder of the pack when suddenly he stopped as he felt hair in his nape standing up. He looked in the direction where he could feel someone looking at him. He caught sight of a wolf who was standing at some distance from the boarder.