Danny Phantom Frightmare Novels & Stories

Danny asked, putting his arm around Aaron. Seriously, did this guy have a party for every day of the year? I shrugged. "I'm not much of a party person." Danny gasped loudly and dramatically, putting a hand to his chest. "What kind of an inhumane creature are you?" He sneered, looking at me in disgust. Aaron laughed loudly. "Leave her alone, Danny. You're scaring her." Danny looked at Aaron, a painful look on his face. "Scaring her? She's scaring me!" He said.

She picked it up and saw an notification from i*******m . "Yourworstnightmare.11 has requested to follow you ."she giggled reading the username .She viewd the account but that was private too , Cynthia never added strangers to her profile so she declined the request . "Yourworstnightmare.11 has requested to foolow you ." said the notification again . Cynthia ignored . "Yourworstnghtmare.11 wants to send you a message ." Cynthia viewed the message . "Oh come on this so called good vampira is gonna hunt you down if you don't accept his request ."said the message .Cynthia giggled again she understood it was damon and accepeted the request .

I don’t know which one of them will stand a chance in case a fight breaks between them, but I don’t want to risk finding that out as well. No. My phantom is a monster and was armed. He will not hesitate to shoot Damon in a beat if he feels threatened. I definitely don’t want my condo to be barricaded as a crime scene whereas I will be the star witness. “Why, love?” he probed. “Are you scared I might do something to him?” He knows the answer to that, and it irritates me to hear him acting oblivious just to taunt me. Sighing aloud, I briefly closed my eyes and calmed myself before I craned my neck and looked at him directly in the eyes, silently cursing his blasted mask.

“I want them to feel fear too.” Inside, the shadows moved unnaturally. Every step echoed, every creak of the floorboards a potential trap. Damian’s eyes flicked across the space, noting each detail: dangling chains, crates stacked haphazardly, a flickering fluorescent light casting the Phantom’s movements in strobe-like bursts. And then, for the first time, they saw the face. “Alessandro?” Adriana gasped, voice barely audible. The Phantom had removed the mask, revealing a familiar jawline, sharp cheekbones, and eyes that should have been gone with Alessandro’s supposed death. His lips curved into a cold, unreadable smile.

Only he could make a simple promise sound like a threat, and fuck if that didn't set my blood running. I managed to enjoy the rest of the show without groping him, but my head was still laid against his chest, And when the show became scary, the half-masked face of the Phantom revealed through the dim spotlight, I gasped and tightened my hold on him. "Scared, baby?" His tone was mocking, but his fingers slid into my hair, massaging my scalp. "It's scary, damn you." I pinched him, how dare he mock me? And he gave me the most beautiful laughter I had ever heard from him.

I'm known to be the pale vampire in the modelling industry but this time, I want to make some changes, I'll go darker as this page would be full of mystery and secrets. I apply a bit of cream on my face and put a little foundation on it to cover some scars I got back in jail and some of the wrinkles that's starting to scatter all over my face. I didn't wear any make up for today, only a plain maroon lipstick and contact lense to match my tan backless dress with my hair straightly comb.

“Ummh..” Dannie squirmed weakly before slowly opening his heavy eyes which was immediately followed by a headache that made him wince. From his eyes that felt sticky, it looked like he was crying again in his dream. Since the death of his family, Dannie has never slept well again. Every time he fell asleep, he always had nightmares that made him very scared. A dream where he returns to the moment of his family's funeral. Or the moments when he saw their corpses that were lying stiff. These dreams not only scared him, but also made him felt very hopeless, tired and helpless.

' I squeezed his hand, not taking my eyes from the light that continued to blink on and off. 'No, I am not afraid. Not anymore.' 'Good,' Mr. Tumnus replied, squeezing my hand back. 'It is best not to be afraid.' He looked down at me, his eyes glinting an inky-blackness in the moonlight. 'They enjoy fear most of all.' * The lights were flickering. On. Off. On. Off. I turned to stare wildly at Ethan, who was looking up at the lights as they now flashed violently above us.

The intimidating guy that scared me to death was the first person to talk, “We, all of us, are in the Night Shade Pack—a Shape Shifter Pack.” I couldn’t help but have a laugh escape my lips, and once that one shot through, I couldn’t control the flows of laughter after it. I glanced up to expect everyone else laughing at the joke, but there were only stone angry faces staring back at me. My laughing came to an immediate stop and I looked back at each of them,

"That Dana! I saw her! She's a werewolf. I know those red eyes. I saw them before!" "If that's true, they're from Phantom, my dear," he uttered, his voice filled with rage. "They covered their presence among humans. They used the authority that's been hunting them for the disappearance of the people in this town. They used their desperation, then framing me up into something I didn't do. All that so that they could take me in surprise——a clever tactic." I was about to speak when we heard footsteps coming our way. After a short moment, the sound of door creaking placed fear into my whole being. But once a familiar face leaned into the light underneath the darkness, a powerful wrath skulked in