Danny Phantom Fanfic Novels & Stories

DANNY LAVENDER Name: Danny Surname: Lavender Age: 109 (26 as human age) Species: Werewolf Height: 6'1 Speciality: Able to see past and Strength Relationship status: In relation with Jamima Character: Charming, cute, playboy, possessive, strong, brave, smart, stylish. Danny is a werewolf and is nominated to become the future king of werewolves world. Just like Daniel, he is also adored and desired by all of the girls, the perfect guy of their dreamlands but he chooses Jamima among them all to be his girlfriend. Something is going on between him and Daniel but only the two of them know about it. Danny is a nice and gentle guy but is the total opposite of it when it comes to something he wants

Tobias went to confirm that Charlie had really died, then he howled to signal that the fight was over. “ Well…that was…anti climatic” Danny mumbled while brush the dirt of his shirt, but I could see him shaking. I gave him a big hug. Danny wiggled, “Oh my goddess! Get off! You said you would come back, but I almost watched you die, idiot!” He shoved me away scowling, suddenly acting like he wasn’t begging me to escape with him a while back. I saw Phoenix tense up from the corner of my eye, I gave him a look. I will not let him attack my brother.

**** THE YEAR 2019 **** "Danny," Jane muttered on her phone as she glanced at the hallways and wondered where did Stan and her son go. She sighed as she saw that Danny answered her call. Danny sniffed loudly over the cell phone as Jane smiled sadly and leaned back on the bench. She was listening to the song as he heard Danny called out to her. Jane smirked as he saw a resemblance on Danny with his father, her first love.

I drank him in without realizing it, every muscle, every step pulling me deeper. A loud snap in front of me broke the trance, and I blinked. Danny stood there, glowering down at me, arms crossed, his whole posture screaming disapproval. "What were you thinking?" he demanded. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. What was I thinking? Just being that close to Carlos left me in a fog, a daze I couldn’t shake. Danny sighed in frustration, rubbing the back of his neck. "You didn’t actually think about riding his wolf, did you?" he asked, his tone sharp.

he murmurs with a shrug and a sad puppy expression, "Not to brag, but everyone always likes me. And Hope is so close to you, it would be ideal if Farrow and I were good friends. Every time we've been on a double date I dread being left alone with him because he shuts off his niceness the second you're not around. He turns scary.” "He's just bad with other men," I try to explain, but Danny is still pouting, "It's not personal at all. But, hey... if you want to, we can just force him to be your friend." "And you think that would work? He could just fake it for your sake and still hate me in secret," he says, taking a deep breath, "Which sucks because I think he's a cool guy. And I've been thin

He looked at Kimberly closely and said, "I'm surprised by how much your strength has grown these days. It's not easy to capture you alive. How can I unseal your acupoints?" Danny raised Kimberly's chin and said, "Besides, you are so beautiful. I don't want to unseal your acupoints." "You—" Kimberly was ashamed and angry. She panicked as she said, "What do you want to do?" With an evil smile on his face, Danny said, "There are only two of us here. What do you think I'm going to do? You look so beautiful, and you're getting me excited. I'll treat you well if you are willing to be with me."

He even made an imploring expression at Rey to be involved in Jaxon and the others’ escapades. However, receiving a head shake from his best buddy, Gavin, instantly felt his heart shatter somewhat. “Our friendship ends here,” he hissed, which earned him a smack in the back of the head from Connor. “Dramatic,” Rey and Jaxon mumbled at the same time. After Gavin left, Danny was about to go to the door when Jaxon asked his friend to stay in the room. “Can you just stay in Denver?” Danny looked over his shoulder at Jaxon, who clutched the pink-haired woman’s photograph. Seeing this, Danny realized that his friend was considering the possibilities that may occur after they left for Chicago.

Thank fuck, I didn’t cut it. “Van, please.” “What do you want, Danny girl?” I whisper against her throat. Her breath hitches when I slip one finger inside. “I want you to fuck me.” That’s not gonna happen this time. I slip two fingers in, and her hips buck. “Anything but that, Danny girl.” “I hate you,” she cries out in frustration.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m the one who did it. He doesn’t know about you.” “He doesn’t know about me? The…man…you live with?” Stunned, he was unable to believe her nonchalance. All his muscles tensed with the desire to hit her and hit her hard. His wolf saw blood red and crashed just underneath his skin. Danny gritted his teeth and fisted his hands. She saw the war going on and cocked her chin in an invitation. “Go ahead and hit me.” Down boy, DOWN. His chest heaved and he struggled against his eyes changing. He could feel them want to, but their glowing would give his sacred truth away.

The thick silver gate trapping me was violently kicked from inside, bent and broken by brute force! The dust settled slowly. Through the dim light, the phantom of an 18-year-old werewolf in a white shirt emerged, carrying me out step by step. Stunned, Ronan turned. He came face-to-face with the nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.