Danny Phantom Fanfiction 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

"He told me not to tell anyone. He said I’d know when the right person came for it. He said I’d feel it in my gut when the game was ready to end." ​"Is it now?" she asked. ​Danny looked at her, then at Xavier. He saw the way Xavier was looking at Scarlett—not like an asset, not like a partner, but like a man who would burn the world down to keep her standing. ​"Yeah," Danny said quietly. "I think it's now."

“What are you doing? Why are you protecting him?” I panted, relieved the onslaught had stopped. “I won’t let you kill him. He can tell me where Jack is. And…” I hesitated. Not sure that I should say the next part, but I wanted to be honest. “Danny has done many terrible things, but he was made into a monster. Just like you were. Give him a chance at redemption.” Thale’s eyes flickered, and he withdrew. “Fine. Just get away from him. My anger will not quell while you’re so close to him.”

That is when it clicked for him. Danny is sneaking a girl into school. Or is hiding one in his room all the time. That explains why he never wants to hang out in his room, why he plays girly music in there and why he sometimes smells like flowers. He has a girlfriend that he is hiding in his room. “That is what the article says. He eats the used toilet paper after he wipes his ass after sh-” “No, Ty, shut up! Seriously, don't say another word.” Thomas cries out.

“You remember a guy that would come in and see you when you worked? You would only ever really speak to him. No one else held your attention in that place, well apart from Dylan. This guy would order black coffee and …” “French toast with fruit salad on the side with streaky bacon and maple syrup and eggs.” I say, and his smile gets bigger. “So you do remember. I’m Danny. I have watched you for five years, Rebel. I have been in love with you from a far. I knew who you were when you started to protect me. It was never my intention to drag you into this and for that, I’m sorry. Dylan and I want to be with you. It is wrong for us to ask you to choose. We are all the same. We all want the same t

Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions Our serious moment is broken. “I will know all the dirt… Can’t wait… Going to be so sweet.” Danny is chanting nonsense as he reads. “What is he talking about? Do you understand him?” I shift to get more comfortable and to be able to see Danny with both eyes. He is a prankster and does not discriminate. The wild look in his eyes tells me he is up to something and I probably won’t enjoy being a part of it.

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

“You’re talking to ghosts again.” Aiden didn’t look up. “You ever notice ghosts never stay dead around us?” Dante came closer, dropping into the chair opposite. His shoulder was still bandaged, but he moved like someone pretending he wasn’t hurt. “You’ve been awake all night.” “So have you,” Aiden said. “I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop.” “It already did. We’re just pretending not to hear it.” For a moment, their eyes met, the air between them stretching taut with everything unsaid: exhaustion, attraction, fear. Dante looked away first. “We could still disappear, you know. Leave the packs behind. Go south. Let the Council chase shadows.”

she said, nodding towards Frank's door. "You are not even going to invite me in?" Daniel asked mischievously "Not a chance in hell" she said before slipping into the air conditioned interior of her own home and closing the door firmly behind her. --------------------------------------- Two hours later, freshly showered and dressed in a green African print muumuu, Emma peered out the driveway. Daniel's car was nowhere to be seen. "Good" she said to herself. "it was just a bad dream. Daniel Rohan never existed".

Danny I hated to admit it but after I had laid eyes on her from the moment she stopped by the house I couldn't stop thinking about her. I had a familiar sense that I knew her from somewhere, thinking back through my mind my thoughts stopped at the memory of the night at the club and the long extended extension after that I very much quite enjoyed. The sex was fucking amazing, it was the best I ever fucking had. Looking down at my cock I gave small smile as I started to get horny and my cock got harder just by thinking about it. Of all things, I still couldn't believe that the woman I had that amazing night with was none other than my sister's best friend and my childhood crush.