Danny Phantom Frightmare Novels & Stories

Her voice was scratchy because of the tears. “Is anyone there, please help!” Jess cried out while running forward. She stopped in her tracks as she heard something. It was someone, no something taking a deep breath. Scratches were heard in the distance. Jess spun around, but she didn’t see anything. She took a step back, but the scratches returned this time from right behind her, before she could even turn around, her legs were pulled out from under her. She fell on her chest but rolled around to see those scary golden eyes in front of her. Before she could even release a breath, the beast growled and pulled back his head as he opened his jaw and pulled his head down, seemingly going for the

Sylar's hair slid through my fingers as he narrowed his eyes with a smile. "Let's go watch those idiots~" When we reached the stairwell, it was an absolute bloodbath. Danny hung upside down from the ceiling, his insides spilling out. The rest of the team had died in brutal ways. Adrian stood covered in blood, shielding Mollie and Theo behind him, cold sweat dripping down his face. The doctor had completely changed. She raised a scalpel, ready to drive it into Chloe.

The second my eyes landed on him, my throat went dry. Danny was standing there with his arms folded tightly across his chest, giving me this heavy, absolutely lethal glare. "Close that damn laptop when I speak to you." His voice was completely flat, totally unbothered by who I was. I swallowed hard. Like, a visible, heavy swallow that tasted like pure panic. Without a single second of hesitation, I snapped the laptop shut and slid the damn thing all the way to the edge of the desk, completely away from me. His barely twenty two do I have to fear him so much? His so scary these days.

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

She closed it as soon as she uttered those words. "It's fine. Don't ever forget to close your door at least" "I won't, it just happened today" she said and forced a smile, although she was really worried within her;the dream had frightened her. Deep down, she wanted to talk to him about it but was scared silly at the prospect. First, the dream was bad, Secondly, what was the point in doing so anyway? But she called him back. Baron got up and studied her face: "You look frightened. Did you have a nightmare? Wanna tell me about it?"

Danny babbled on, a smile came across my face seeing him skip his way towards me smiling. "Yes, I am hungry so how about we go get some breakfast and then you and nana can do something?" I said as he came to a halt in front of me. His eyes never went back to the shade of green they once were, instead they shined brightly but remained redish ombre. "Breakfast sounds good. Nana said that she was going to help me build a fort!" Danny said, smiling so hard I was sure his face would crack. "A fort?! That sounds amazing. I'll have to come and see it when I get back." I said ruffling his brown hair. "Why can't I come?" He asked with a pout. "There are some things children aren't meant to see." I re

Tom, lost in his thoughts, nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden contact. "You scared me," he muttered, his voice tinged with both fear and sadness. Damon furrowed his brow, his curiosity piqued by Tom's uncharacteristic behavior. "What troubles you?," he asked, his genuine concern evident in his voice. Tom hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering uncertainly before fixing upon Damon. "I had a nightmare," he finally confessed, his voice heavy with trepidation. "And in that dream, I saw Lord Zack...I worry that he will kill her."

Frustrated, she hit it with her fist, and to her surprise, the door swung open with a loud crash. She stepped back, her heart racing. She had felt this strange power before, but it still scared her. She looked up and saw a group of people staring at her in shock. They were guards, and their weapons were drawn. "Witch!" someone shouted, and suddenly she was surrounded. Hands grabbed her arms and pulled her forward. She struggled against them, feeling both scared and angry. "Let go of me!" she screamed, but they only held on tighter. As they dragged her through the castle, she saw Seraphina watching from a distance with a mean smile. Daphne felt sick with fear. She knew her powers could be dan

“Well, that’s about it. Nothing more to know.” She snorted back at her. “Liar. I saw what you did to those other guys. What did you do to freak them out so much?” Dannie grinned part in satisfaction and in part to try and freak her out. “I have that effect on people. I can walk into a room and people back away or try to kick my ass as if to prove to themselves I’m not a threat to them.” Dannie decided to keep the part about her being an empath to herself.

He is a merciless Vampire king, who crushes everything that comes in his way. 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.