Danny Phantom Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I had been hiding parts of myself for so long that I did not even know who I was anymore. I was not the girl by the fountain. I was not the girl who ate candy bars from vending machines. I was not the girl who fell in love with her boyfriend's father. I was all of them. And none of them. I was just Laura. And I was tired. --- Damon came home at 8 PM. He looked tired. His tie was loose. His shirt was wrinkled. "Laura." "Hey." "How did it go with Rick." "Terrible."

I pushed the trolley forward, lifting the silver dome to reveal a simple, perfectly golden stack of small pancakes cut into the shapes of little animals, lightly dusted with powdered sugar and served with fresh, sweet berries. “Good morning, Princess Anastasia,” I said sweetly, bowing my head formally. The little girl simply turned her nose up into the air, letting out a loud huff and completely snubbing my greeting. I didn't let it phase me. I straightened up, smoothing down the front of my oversized dress, only to freeze when a low, gravelly voice echoed from the shadows of the room. “You look remarkably confident for a slave,” Valen remarked smoothly, stepping away from the window.

Chapter :- 9 **~~** Danny did not hesitate as he was directed to lie on his stomach, a pillow under his hips to cant his buttocks to the perfect angle for his father. He spread his legs eagerly as strong, purposeful hands grasped his firm round cheeks. He panted eagerly as they were pulled apart gently, baring his hidden entrance to his father's gaze. Danny felt a kiss at the base of his spine than a slow drag of wet tongue up the exposed crevice before it began licking over tightly furled flesh. Danny lost himself in the erotic sensations, trying to spread himself wider, push himself back on the slick, agile muscle. He cried out his encouragement as Williams's tongue pressed with more force

His blue eyes began to get darker. Once I’d stripped down to the lacy black bra and matching thong, I bit my lip, unsure of what I should do next. Using his index finger, he beckoned me towards him. Once I was close enough, he placed his hands on my ass, and pulled me in. “Did you enjoy last night sweetheart?” He ran his fingers on the edge of my thong. I nodded, feeling too shy to respond. “Good. I have so much more to teach you sweetheart…” Danny began to pull at his belt, opening his jeans and slipping them down his legs. After removing his t-shirt, he took off his boxers.

As Danny pulled out, ripped off the condom, and came on my full breasts, I ran my fingers through the hot, white liquid. It made my hard nipples shiny, and I slipped a wet finger into my mouth. "Mmm... that tastes so fucking good, Daddy." "What? Did you just call me Daddy?" Danny kneeled above me with his still-twitching cock in his hand, looking every inch like the pinheaded slab of beefcake that he was. Looks really aren't everything, you know. "No, Danny. You must have heard me wrong. Why would I call you that?" "Uh, I dunno. Gee, you were fucking awesome, Amy!" I forced a smile. "Thanks. Bathroom's down the hall, third door on the right." "The bathroom? What, you want me to wash?" I star

The sudden weight of the bag pulled sharply against her taped ribs, sending a fresh wave of pain through her torso, but she hardened her jaw and ignored the protest of her body. Before turning away for good, she cast one final, lingering look into the glass. The girl named Angela was completely gone. In her place stood a mysterious, defiant stranger who had built an entire identity on a dangerous foundation of lies and sheer willpower. She was heading straight into the heart of Accademia Alpha—a fortress of elite predators where a single slip of the tongue meant certain death.

"Did he worship your body? Did he make you scream his name?" "Danny, please—" "It's Dante now. Danny died in that car crash. What's left is the Shadowking." His lips brushed her ear. "But for you, I could be Danny again." "You lied to me!" Her hands fisted in his shirt. "You let me think you were dead! Do you have any idea what that did to me?" "Do you have any idea what it did to me?" His control cracked, and suddenly she was against the wall, his body pinning her there. "To watch the woman I loved marry my attempted murderer? To see you smile for the cameras while my heart was ripped out of my chest?"

Over the next three days, I relied on the precise schedule provided by the scrolling comments and began my "poaching operation". On Tuesday afternoon, Stacy had arranged to meet her second target—the number one assassin in the entire server of "Galaxy Rim," whose in-game ID was "Shadowfang". I changed into a sleek black, form-fitting outfit and arrived at Velvet Club half an hour early. Shadowfang was a rebellious young man with silver hair, carrying a wild and untamed aura in real life. When he stepped up to the booth and saw my face, the admiration in his eyes gave him away completely, and his pace visibly faltered.

she teased. I let out an amused breath. “You get off on taunting me, Doe. I should punish you for that. Bend you over my desk and fucking spank that ass until it’s red. I’d make sure you cried loud enough for my employees to hear.” I paused. “Most especially, your ex-boyfriend.” Meadow gasped, and I knew that she was already wet. Always fucking ready for me. I just told her one of my fantasies and I could tell her face was flushed.

The rigid voice tells her in a disinterested monotone. Dani's heart drops and she feels her dreams of a fresh start dying a fast death. She wants to go to Meesler more than anything in the world, so hearing that there is no open spots available hurts her heart. But the woman didn't say that there were no spots available. She said that there were no spots for a girl. “I have a son.” “Wonderful. His age?” The woman asks. “Sixteen.” Dani tells her. “Name?” “Daniell- Daniel.” Dani corrects herself. “We call him Danny. Daniel Millman.”