Danny Phantom Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

**~~** Danny shook the memories from his head, he stretched tired muscles on the armchair he sat on, he was really trying to keep this going but his heart was in constant chaos, especially since he saw the news from earlier. He recognized that picture and even if he tried to ignore it, he just couldn't help but wonder. The news said it was suicide. Danny wanted to believe that considering the evidence presented. But, did Daniel really seem like he had planned to die that day as he massaged his body with sun lotion? Something doesn't sit right. But what? **~~**

Danny pulled me into his arms on the bed, kissing my forehead softly. “This is just the beginning, Cassie,” he murmured. “I want you again tomorrow night.” I smiled sleepily against his chest, completely addicted. But then my phone buzzed on the nightstand. It was a message from my boyfriend. Boyfriend: Hope the gala went well, babe. Can’t wait to see you in the morning. Danny read the message over my shoulder and smirked, his hand sliding between my legs again, fingers pushing into my cum-filled pussy. “Tell him the gala ran late,” he whispered, curling his fingers against my g-spot. “Because you’re still getting fucked.”

"I just thought... maybe if I looked a bit more like the Billionaire’s Crush,' I would actually get a drink bought for me by a nepo guy tonight. Instead of just being you know....funny Gabe." Erica’s face did this weird twitch pity. I hated it. "Gabe, you are your own person. You don't need to be a photocopy of Danny. What happened to you?" "Danny is the one getting flown to Hawaii," I muttered, grabbing my phone. "Danny is the one who gets a Sinclair chasing after him like a lost puppy. Somehow he just gets the attention without even trying." I opened I*******m. My thumb hovered over the tag button. I tagged Erica. I tagged Noah. I even tagged Connor. Then I scrolled to Danny’s name.

He has to be behind our inability to find an investor. . Before I can grab the doorknob, Camila’s front door is opened—leaving my hand hanging in the air. The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. “Hello, Lilah,” 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 Beau if I’m including that horrible human being in

Danny lowers his eyes on his plate while I hold my cup up to shield my face. With a whisper, I get Arawn’s attention, and I shake my head. “Be nice. Please.” But he just scoffs, emptying his cup of coffee. “I have to make a phone call. Hurry up, Dan.” “Aam alrdy hwrrng.” Danny munches, looking like an abandoned puppy dog. Leaning forward, I get him to halt while looking at me. “Don’t be sad. We can do something fun next time.” He nods repeatedly, smiling happily, and I sit back up straight.

His soul was on the brink of something, but Danny couldn't understand; he and his soul were both too far gone to communicate with each other. Unzipping his jeans with shaking hands, Danny tried his best not to rip the damn pants off his body and shimmed out of them. The cool wood of the floor relieved him for a moment before the fever took over again. His hand slipped into his briefs, and found his aching cock. God what was happening, Danny moaned. He felt his soulmate leaving the area and he almost screamed for help. His panic was short-lived when he felt a force of nature coming full speed towards the cabin. The scent coming through the window became the air he breathed, thick, overwhelmin

The one connected to my Sexy Red persona. Danny's name flashed on the screen. What could he possibly want? My hands were shaking as I grabbed the voice modulator and answered. "Hello?" I said in my altered voice. "Sexy Red, hi," Danny said, and something in his tone made my stomach drop. "Hi," I responded carefully. "I thought about everything you said," Danny continued, his voice oddly calm. "And there's something important I need to tell you. Can we meet? Just briefly. In the next ten minutes. This is very important."

His lips were dark pink and swollen, and he breathed heavily as he stared into my eyes. There was another knock, and Callum turned to the door, annoyed, yelling "What?!" There was a scoff behind the door. "Don't 'what' me, Callum Gage!" Darcy yelled. "Is Dylan in there?" He turned back to me and smirked. "No mom, she's not. Check another bathroom." "Mhmm, glad you two are making up." She laughed. Immediately, blood rushed to my face, realizing that she knew that we were both in here, I hid my face in Callum's chest.

Author Pov Peering his eyes open Damon extended his arm to bring the cause of his warmth back in his arms but instead met with coldness. He instantly looked beside him and was met with an empty bed. His heartbeat accelerated and fear crept up in his veins not finding her near him. Instantly jumping off the bed he let the blanket fell off the bed. He was only in his sweatpants as he took a shower before sleeping. He looked around like a mad man in panic and finally heaving out a huge sigh of relief he found her standing in the balcony. His princess.