Danny Phantom Lemon Novels & Stories

He was a local Lilyrosean and was not afraid of Jem. Even though Kaze was targeted by Jem on his first day, it was still too soon to jump to conclusions. Jem looked at Danny and grinned meaningfully. “Don’t worry, Mr. Lee will be back soon. If I’m not mistaken, Mr. Lee is meeting with Mr. Tulip’s friend, Mr. Jason Statham.” Lennon and Theo had texted him and it should be almost time. Danny smiled. “Of course, everything should be fine. I told Jason to hold back. Let’s hope Mr. Lee can still hold a pen to sign the contract when he comes back.”

I cleared my throat, and wrapping my arm around Aurora, I smiled at the woman. “I am Dante D’Angelo” I said introducing myself. “Natalie Brooke” she said, nodding at me. I looked down at Aurora and kissed her temple, smirking when I caught sight of the woman who had her eyes on us. “I’ll be leaving you alone with the ladies, yeah?” I whispered to her, noticing that a few women were approaching. “Alright, just try staying away from trouble, okay?” She asked, looking me in the eye. I nodded and motioned for Leonardo to come and follow me, and understanding where I was going, Leonardo gulped down his scotch before walking toward the lounge where our fathers were sitting.

He grabs a box of pizza and heads outside as the deliveryman reappears, carrying a plastic bag of sodas. “Follow me,” Phantom says to the deliveryman. Dumbfounded, I watch as they both bypass me and head for the room I share with Al. I take a moment to snap out of it and follow them when my brain functions again. Four slices of pizza and three root beers later, I'm still hungry. “Why aren't you eating?” I ask Phantom. “I've already had dinner. My mother makes an event out of it most nights, especially on Fridays.”

"There's no time to cry, Carly. Go to Mist Valley. You have to go there. That's where the most effective cure, the Moonlight Flower, grows. I planted it when I was 18. It's the only hope left." We hit the road again. This time, I gripped the wheel and drove through the downpour. The broken werewolf ghost sat in the passenger seat, using his only remaining right hand to guide me. "Turn left… There's a pit ahead… Carly, hang in there." 18-year-old Ronan's voice grew weaker and weaker, fading like he might vanish any second.

He lets out an exhausting sigh 'I really don't understand why he still makes us have dinner at his house every sunday,' Damon ponders as he strolls over from the full length glass walls giving him an overview of the city as the sun slowly rises, '….He knows I hate Jothan, I hate seeing the son of that whore who sent my mom to her early grave,' he huffs as his hands slightly curves into a fist, but releases it as he caught sight of it '...I know for a fact that he wants what's mine, and there's no way I’m gonna give that to him,' he pulls out his sit from under his desk as he drowns deeper in his thoughts

However, there was something that Kamikazde did not like very much - being late. Therefore, Samantha, or Sammy, as her friends and parents called her, hurried with all her might, not wanting to let her friend down. Leah really wanted to be a doctor, so a Biology grade was extremely important to her. Sammy felt guilty - she was late because she was on the phone with Jasper ... When a couple of meters remained before the open door, the girls slowed down - a male voice was heard from the class. - Crap! Leah moaned. “He’s already there… Samantha Wylie, I’ll strangle you!”

The three men decided to sit on a bench near where Slaine was standing. “Why are you standing?” Danny asked, leaving one chair for his only sister. Slaine approached and joined the rest of the Red Cage group, while Jaxon appeared to be busy seducing Mia. Her head was still lying on the table, making Rey shake his head in pity, while Danny didn’t care, and Connor recorded everything from behind the newly released cellphone he purchased. “Look, that idiot has no idea how to seduce women,” Danny said as he opened the menu book.

It was war smelling the mate bond. I thought the bond was dead. “You smell like power now,” he growled. “Like storms and the moonlight. What really happened to you?” I stood tall, refusing to hide my body. “I survived. I was what you tried to kill.” Damon’s jaw dropped. For the first time, I felt pain appear right in his eyebrows. “I was wrong, Annie. Cassandra lied to me. I only allowed pride and fear to make me throw away the best thing in my life… my coming Luna.”

“Can’t you even put up with such a small thing as this for me? Listen, Amelia. We aren’t leaving this place today. We’ll stay until the party ends. Charlotte, treat her wound. “Whoever helps Amelia will be considered to be against the whole Rolling Stones.” His words sounded like a sentence. Charlotte grew triumphant. She lifted my injured arm as if it were a rag doll. “Don’t worry, Ethan. I’ve treated wounds like these many times before. First, we need to disinfect them.” She grabbed a glass of liquor and poured it straight onto my wound. The burning pain made my weak heart stop for a moment. My mind cleared a little. I spat up blood and managed to say with difficulty, “M-my father… Reece…

Sweet, insistent, suffocating. I tossed the phone back onto the desk and refocused on the screen. “Everything alright?” Damon asked, firing rapid bursts in the background. “Yeah,” I muttered. “Just Lily.” “Ah. The persistent Black daughter.” His chuckle was short. “You’re lucky. Some men would kill for that kind of attention.” “I’m not some men,” I said dryly. Silence filled the headset for a beat, then Damon, of course, went straight for the jugular. “Speaking of attention… how was the ride with Hannah? You dropped her and her drunk friend, right?”