Danny Phantom Icon Novels & Stories

Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families.

“Thanks, Danny boo." Danny boo?

This was of them. ‘’Madam, he had such hopes but it was voted out. Danny wants the Grey Empire which he dreamt of building to be owned solely by the Greys so he could control most of everything and better make decisions and not just be driven by the drive to earn dividends like the shareholder.

Danny asked nonchalantly. “Lala Preston.”

"Oh my God!!" "You're Princess Damontry!" Damontry just stared at her place while he pinned her to the wall, after removing his hood, revealing his brown curly hair, beautiful blue eyes, and the details of his sculpted face. "Don't be afraid, I'm the Daniel I told you about, Mr. Spencer. I'm the butler at King William's Palace. You can call me Danny." He said smiling radiantly and turning away from Damontry a little before bowing to her in submission.

CosmicDouche_1: “Shitt! Now that you mentioned… How could I miss this?“ Daniel-Ortiz: “He is the same person... damn! He is Phantom!” Whitey4000 : “Phantom! Who is Phantom?” Just-Ice-Lego : “No fucking way… the guy who broke the record in Dominion Riots! Is that him?” Yeagerists: “Wait… somebody broke that record? When?” Lunatic-Panda: “Phantom! Oh, man… this is the same armor! No doubt about it!” Satou-Kazuma: “First the DR record! Now, this? Who is this Phantom? And what is going on?”

I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. The door creaked, and Phantom strolled in with his trademark calm, though tonight he wasn’t wearing his pristine white suit. Instead, black clung to his frame, sharp as a blade. His smile was venomous. “Well, well,” Phantom drawled, circling Damon like a predator. “How the mighty have fallen. You’re not looking so sharp, Damon.” Damon lifted his head, spitting blood onto the floor. “Go to hell.” Phantom chuckled. “Oh, we’re already there.” His voice dropped, sharp with menace. “Where’s the flash drive?”

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t