Danny Phantom Goth Novels & Stories

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.

He shuddered at the thought of the vampires, he had refused to believe that vampires still existed until he had seen Dracaryx and the others. The door to the room opened and Dracaryx walked in. Dante immediately went on his knees. Dracaryx walked up to him and patted his head. "Good boy." he praised him. "Thank you master" he answered. "Stand up" Dracaryx ordered him.

He smirks as he disappears. “Oh, you will know how much of a real man he is soon enough.” Danny says as he walks away and grabs a woman who screams. I struggle against my restraints as Dane appears. He is huge, buzzed hair cut, with grey eyes. He is packed with muscles he is bulky. Every step he takes is with purpose. He is dangerous. But he is stupid. All that muscle and nothing in his head. “Angel Moretti. It is so nice to finally meet you. We are going to have so much fun together.” I snort on a laugh.

Transforming back to monstrosity, I howled as a go signal and we dashed forward, determine to win this battle. Dana leaped towards me and we both collided in the air before landing back to the surface in a split second. Our pack tried their best to push back our enemies as Gwen and Cayde ran ahead of us along with Enzo. As the light slowly travelled away from us, I looked over my shoulder, seeing Dana with a smirk on her face, one of her arms was partially shifted into a monstrous form. I gritted my teeth when I realized that she managed to scratch me on my shoulder. But that confirmed it, she was no hybrid but she was stronger than any of her underlings. That was expected of the foundation

he said and finds a seat around the place. Danny walks into his room. He is quite happy, 'at least I would have a great day,' he retorted and quickly walked into the shower. He switched on the shower and in no time, his body is filled with water. After a thorough watch, he quickly dry his body and walk out of the bathroom. He robbed his body with a cream and have a beautiful blue shirt with an awesome trousers. He wears a black shoe. Immediately he is done, he walks out of his room with his face all lit.

DON VITO SOME YEARS AGO, “Bring her in.” “I hope you did a neat job. No one saw you?” “Not at all,” Danny answered. Danny is one of my secret agents who does dirty jobs for me. Smuggling, Kidnapping, Murdering. He was good, sharp, and fast. He was the right person to do this job. I know how much Antonio loves and protects his sister. I already had him disoriented after I made one of my men at his place steal the suitcase.

I think it was only Raven who could take his brute strength. And, that was saying something considering Danny had gotten stronger in the last couple of years. At his tender age of 24, Danny was already very big, his tanned physique was very muscular. His blonde hair, that used to flop into his eyes, was now brushed back. He wore a white collared shirt and I could see his muscles bulging through it. Danny worked as a personal trainer and the job matched his passions completely.

My heart raced against my ribcage with each step I took, and seeing my friend’s blood on my hand, I couldn’t help but feel my chest ache. Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection for a second as I turned the faucet on to wash the blood off my hands. My eyes held anger, hatred, and darkness like never before, and I knew that all these emotions were directed at ONE person, and one person alone. I, Alpha Dante D’Angelo, will not rest or stop until you are dead, Giovanni D’Angelo. It is time for you to sleep with one eye open, because I am coming for you…

“I’m Danny, who are you?” The memory of his parents’ death flew back to him. “My family,” he choked, “They’re gone.” “They weren’t wolves,” a female whispered. “Look at his blue eyes!” “But he’s one of us,” a male quickly countered. “You saw him.” “Smell him.” The boy named Danny held up his hand. “We’ve heard of this happening.” To Darrell, he asked again, “Who are you? What’s your name?” He felt the cold earth under his palms as he supported himself, sitting up. “Darrell Grey.”

Ethan's chuckle made us face him. "Nothing you would offer me would make me give away my identity or people, unlike some others." He glanced at Adrian who looked down. Adrian's face showed anger and sadness. He looked at me, silently asking for me to just leave my enquiry as it was of no use. I reached out and held his hand. "I would say though, it is my greatest pleasure to have met the person who was able to lead the heart of our most vibrant and loyal warriors astray." I sharply looked at Adrian. He was a vampire warrior?