Novel & Cerita Danny Phantom Fanfiction Watching Memories

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.

Mary's POV After Danny had brought me home with his strong persistence, I didn't know why, but I couldn't stop staring at him as he stood outside on the balcony. It seemed like he was trying his hardest to push some thoughts away from his mind. I knew it must have been the way I smiled at Reid, how effortlessly we interacted, the way he wiped my face so gently, that must have been the thoughts he was trying to get out of his memories. The thought that I had a boyfriend was surely the reason his chest must have been tightening almost all the time.

Mara panted, her hands involuntarily sliding into Danny’s thick, dark hair as he moved down her body. "The timeline... it could be Kenny's..."Danny asserted ​"It doesn't matter whose blood runs in his veins," Danny growled, his hands gripping her thighs, parting them with an unyielding authority. "I've claimed him, just like I've claimed you. You two are mine, so you better get that into your head." “ Remember, don’t ever let him touch you again. Else you won’t like what I might do to you,” Danny warned as he bit her ear painfully. Like he wanted her to remember this cruel part of her should she refuse to listen to him.

【Can you see it? He's bored of you. I'm the one he really loves. If you have any dignity left, walk away and hand over the Luna title.】 【If it weren't for you, Damien would've had his mating ceremony with me by now. Bitch! You're the one who's stopping me from becoming Luna! Go die!】 I ignored Vivian's barrage of messages — petty little games weren't worth my attention — and sent a mind-link to my father, the Alpha of Northwind Pack.

Danny I shivered as I continued walking through the streets, still trying to wrap my head around what had just happened. I was fucking freezing. How in the fuck did it just get this fucking cold? It wasn’t this damn cold when I first came out here. When I left I didn’t think to bring anything, not a jacket or anything, I just knew I had to get away from her as soon as possible and now here I am freezing my ass off like it was the fucking winter time. FUCK! What in the actual fuck was I thinking? What the fuck has gotten into me? It’s been damn near half an hour since I left and yet the events that transpired continued to play in my head on repeat. It was as if I was stuck in a loop reliving

“Danny, you are strong enough. I can tell you anything you wish to know so that you don’t need to hear about it first hand tomorrow if you want?” He gently turns me so I’m facing him. “Today, I want to focus on us and the future. On making new and happy memories. If it’s alright, I’d like to stay close to you today?”. I step up on my tippy toes and leave a gentle kiss on his cheek, “I’d like that”. Danny takes my hand and we head out to the gathering where everyone has cheerfully forgotten about the storm brewing ahead of us. Liam’s POV

I'm so annoyed that I can't remember anything. Through that door is an open space terrace, and a familiar car parked beside it. Kyle is preparing the food on the table. "Here, you can eat all of this." I'm just staring at him. I don't think he's going to hurt me. Honestly, I felt bad for him after knowing he's amnesiac. Even though I think she got the wrong girl because I've been dead for fifteen years. "I'll leave you alone so you wouldn't worry about me." he walked passed by me and went out to the shore. He just sits there, as though he was waiting for the sun rise.

Memories with Dion started flashing back right before my eyes; from the moment we bumped into each other at the cobbled street of Old Town, when I didn't expect that he would be my client for a month, the easy-going attitude of his that made us easily be comfortable with each other, when we were getting to know each other without us knowing when I started to fall in love with him but I was so denial and confused with my feelings, to our first kiss, the night I gave myself to him, and the last time we saw each other. I was crying so hard in the airport back then, I couldn't let him go but I needed to. When he left and I got back home, I wept to the point that it dehydrated me. My sight went b

"You forgot a lot of things." His gaze dropped to my stomach, then between my legs, hungry and unrepentant. "Not everything." His hand reached for me again, fingers curling around the base of my dick, slow and deliberate. "You hard again already?" he whispered, biting his lower lip as he began to stroke me. "Maybe I missed this more than I thought," I murmured, hips lifting into his touch. Danny leaned over me, his mouth ghosting over mine. "You think God's watching?"

Nothing felt right. "Your memory," Leonard began, his voice gentle, "it's been affected by the attack. "Attack? The word resonated in Diana's mind, sending shivers down her spine. Vague, disjointed images began to flicker in her thoughts – flashes of teeth and claws, snarling creatures, and pain. She clung to these fragmented memories like lifelines in a sea of confusion. “ The vampire attack. They took everything from us including my eyes” he said pointing to his eyes covered in a patch. She blinked in confusion. Who are the vampires and how could they do that to them? She believed his tales and he got braver to continue.