Danny Phantom Lucky In Love Novels & Stories

Simon then leaned in and kissed me, as if making up for lost time. "How did I get so lucky to marry such a wonderful woman like you? Don't worry. Even if we're no longer partners, I'll still watch your back at work."

"After that, you can enter Marvin's life. Play the role of a wingless angel who comes to his rescue. Offer him help for his company or whatever you can do. Make him have no choice but to marry you. Isn’t that what you want?" A satisfied smile spread across Fanny’s lips as she heard Damian's plan. "Turns out you're quite clever, Darling," Fanny said, wrapping her arms around Damian. She planted a kiss on Damian's cheek. "I love you." "Ugh!" Damian smirked. "You only love my body!" "Yes... that's what I meant," Fanny replied, laughing. "More precisely, I love your body and your brilliant mind."

“Oh. Why?” “Let’s see. There are just some coincidences that don’t add up about you, you know. For instance, I trusted you to handle the invitations to my party, and made it very clear that Dominic Fitz was not to he invited but somehow he found his hands on an invita.” “That….that was a coincidence.”

I didn’t forget who I am and where I came from, in our world, things bound to turn around and bite you in the ass, so I always doubt anyone who tried to approach me or show any interest in anything I do or myself. “The money is yours, but when that man is back, you must tell me I want to see his face and know who I’m dealing with.” I said to my still excited friend, and she nodded her head, but then a sly smile took over her face. “Oh, you are going to like him, he is so handsome with long black hair and very blue eyes. He has this Irish accent, which is so sexy, and the man is huge. He is your type, definitely.”

I was a fool too, gambling my life away for two people I shared blood with, but barely knew them at all. Tears started pouring from my eyes. I was so lonely and helpless in that situation. “Are you sure, Mi Amor?” He asked again. I closed my eyes tightly and nodded my head in agreement. “Yes! I am sure.” I whispered in response, feeling empty. “Pull away, Dexter.” He ordered on the phone then hung up again. I knew in my heart that I was the biggest mistake of my life. But I had already done it. I had burned all the bridges.

She didn't really like the idea of killing him, but it was not the time to discuss it with him. Thane continued to lick and suck her neck while she move her hips back and forth. She felt his dick nudge her womb making her moan even louder. "Oh shit! Ahhh...Ahhh... You're so big, love! Give me more of you." She said. Thane didn't answer but he was happy she called him 'love'. He sucked her hard, and then his eyes suddenly turned into crimson red and his fangs slowly grew. With its sharpened and pointed end, he plunged it into her neck.

Someone cleared his throat as I turned back to look at the person, shocked and happy, visible on my countenance. “Wow!, you remember me today. Didn't you?” I called as I stood up to hug him, offering him a seat. “Of course, why won't I remember the person that makes me lose a whopping sum of one million dollars,” Danny said as he sat down on the couch crossing his legs. I raised my eyebrow at him, confused“ One million dollars? How? Why?”. “ Well, technically it wasn't your fault,” He said as he shrugged “ Lilian and I made a bet concerning you and Nina, unfortunately, I lost,” He said.

“I’m not your type at all, Van.” I inch forward so our lips almost touch. “Everyone thinks they know my type. You’re my type, Danny Brighton. You always have been. I’m not looking for another one-night stand or a quickie. I can’t promise happily ever after, but I’m tired of being alone. Give me a chance. It might not work, but I’m only asking for a chance.”

“I’m glad I got one.” “Good for you.” Danny smirks, leaning back in the tub, enjoying the warm water as it soothes his muscles. Tomorrow is going to be a long day. "See you in the afterlife, Mary. In hell, maybe." He lets out a quiet laugh, his lips curving into a smirk. But his eyes remain empty. Exhausted. "Loving someone is really hard."

"What did you just do? What... please, just leave. My mum..." I don't look at him. I take three slow, deliberate steps toward Chadwick. I am shorter, yeah, but I feel like I was looking down on him. I reach out, my index finger extended. I don’t punch him. I don’t shove him. I just tap him. Tap. Tap. Tap. Right on the center of his chest, where the bullet bit into the bone. "Danny is mine," I say, my voice as cold as the night I shot him. "We are in love. Get that into your sick head.."