Danny Phantom Freak Show Novels & Stories

This is driving me crazy ~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~ “He literally called me a ghost” I complain to Dan

His jaw worked, opening and closing like he wanted to say something but didn’t know who he was more afraid of. He looked like he was two seconds away from folding. And that was all I needed. I stepped closer and crouched in front of him, close enough that he had to tilt his head down to avoid my eyes. "You," I said quietly. "What’s your name?" He swallowed hard and glanced at his feet. "D-Danny." "Danny." I leaned in just a little. "Look at me." His gaze lifted slowly. "You don’t want to die for a ghost, do you?" I asked. "For secrets that aren’t even yours? For a man who won’t even remember your name when this is over?"

It seems the kid had learned some caution, at least. “Boss?” Danny’s voice was young, and uncertain. “You wanted to see me?” I turned slowly, letting him sweat for a moment. He was twenty, maybe twenty-one. Scrawny. And very nervous. This was the kid who’d let Rylan escape a week ago. “Come here,” I said. Danny approached like he was walking to the gallows. His hands were shaking. I let the silence stretch, watching him squirm. Then I smiled. “Good work.”

She wanted her audience to enjoy the unobstructed view of the fuck machine moving in and out of her without showing off what shouldn’t be on a soft porn stream. There was no fight between the vibrating dildo and the cum pumping dildo after the big players cast their money and votes. The miserable attempt at emptying the IV drip of fake semen earlier disappointed many who were late for the party. With one last opportunity to make a complete mess out of London, they spoke with their wallets and credit cards.

Danny’s POV I feel more determined than ever to put this all behind us and start afresh. Savannah said she’d let me hold her tonight which will help me get through all of this. I start rifling through the boxes with newfound determination. I run into a metal tin box. Opening the lid, photos spill out. My lunch exits my body with force. “Oh god Danny…'' Zak shrieks. Leo jumps back as the vomit narrowly misses his shoes, “oh shit man, fuckin… oh fuck…”... he hurls in the corner after seeing the same photos. The room is in full on exorcist mode. I am too busy trying to keep what bile I have left inside me to notice who has or hasn’t seen them.

I gave her a small smile. " I saw Mofe walking out, is all good?" I nod. "She went to the bathroom". "Okay, then, I'll be back soon". I nod and out my airpods on, my phone dinged. I clicked on the album by Joeboy that Tochi shared with me on Spotify. The beat flooded my ears making me a sudden saccharine rush. I felt a sudden relieve something i haven't felt in totality since that night after socials but that was soon gone when from the wall facing me emerged Lola's ghost. Everything around her was a blur, she was the only clear thing in sight. She had let her high bun out in a fro. Do ghosts change their looks?

While at the hotel, after having sex with Bernie, he was too tired and fell asleep without taking a shower. "Do you need to go to the hospital?" Danny furrowed his brow. "You look terrible now!" Yes, "terrible." Danny had done adult things countless times, but he had never encountered a situation like this. He was afraid that after Dylan returned to the bedroom, he would pass out and no one would know.

Arawn barks, making us flinch, and I fear that even the fisherman sitting on the rails next to us was about to fall into the water because of the scare. Danny starts talking what could be gibberish from what I know as I don’t understand a word. “Uuuuh.” He inhales through his teeth before he tears himself from me and starts running. Arawn just stands there tilting his head, looking after him with a questioning look. Giggling, I cross my feet at my ankles, taking another bite from my cotton candy that is nearly all gone. I turn the stick with my candy in the air as he looks at me. “Are you sure you want none?”

Water was shining on their body in the dim white light. " They are looking like lazy prey, Danny. " He said. A piece of cloth was filled in their mouth. He removed it intentionally. He wanted to quench the fire inside him with their pain. Danny moved from his position. He picked up two wires in his hands. " Let me do this. " He took the wires from Danny's hand. He rubbed them together to see the voltage. It sparked, spreading it like a little firework. He was looking like a professional in it with an evil smile on his face. He gave them shocks one by one. They begged to stop him. He didn't halt until they collapsed. He beckoned at Paul. Paul threw water on their faces to make them wake. Thei

I cut in, my voice steadier than I felt, “what do you want?” He hesitated. That hesitation told me everything. “I heard things,” he said finally. My stomach dropped. “What things?” He looked uncomfortable now. “About Frank.” Of course. “What about him?” I asked. Danny’s gaze sharpened. “Is he playing you?” I stared at him, disbelief rushing in hot and fast. “Excuse me?” “He’s got a reputation,” Danny said, frustration creeping into his voice. “You know that. He doesn’t do anything serious. He doesn’t stick around.”