Danny Phantom Nocturn Novels & Stories

Phantom let go of Dabria's neck and turned his head. He saw the scariest demon standing behind him. A very known face yet too horrific to look at. "Nobody is allowed to hurt my heiress. Nobody!" Adrian growled at Phantom angrily as he squeezed Phantom's heart so slowly. He kept on squeezing the heart until it squashed in Adrian's hand. Adrian pulled his hand out, pulling Phantom's soul out as well. Phantom's body dropped down on the ground. All eyes turned towards Adrian, staring at him with utter surprise on their faces.

"So, do you have any idea where Balista might be?" I shook my head. "Not a clue. But our Pack Witch might be able to do a locator spell on him. I haven't had time to ask." He nodded, smiling. "Yeah, I remember Daphne. She's pretty cool." I nodded, knowing that he must have met her on his last visit. My brother always made a point to get to know the ladies. "Well, you'd better watch out." Dannan looked up, his expression serious. "Balista's a wizard." He scoffed. "A pretty powerful one. In fact, I wouldn't be a bit surprised it he made Nightshade himself."

Then, he propped his phone on the table and aimed his hips at the camera. I hesitated, but he was urging me on. Meanwhile, the young man under the piano was expertly stoking my desire. My resolve melted, and I freed my full, pale breasts from my top. The sight made Trevor's manhood instantly stand at attention. Under the piano, Samson looked up, his gaze fixed intently on the direct view of my soft mounds and peaked nipples. He moved forward as if to take one into his mouth. I gasped and quickly lifted the phone to make sure he was not in the shot.

Not now. Don’t give that Rovin to her. Black’s voice slices through my mind. You’re not strong enough. Not yet. Don’t drag us into another nightmare. I want to argue. I want to roar back. But the puck drops again. Danny grabs it instantly, charging forward. I chase, sharp and precise, but he shoots before I reach him. Goal. Danny throws his arms up, triumphant. “Who’s sleeping now?” Jack laughs, bitter, cruel. “Maybe we should call his voodoo girlfriend. She might wake him up.”

💦All Nights on the Waves💦 The morning light was just starting to creep across the horizon, but I had no intention of sleeping. Danny’s fingers were still buried deep inside my cum-filled pussy, slowly curling against my g-spot as he read the message from my boyfriend on my phone. His thick cock was already hardening again against my thigh, ready for more. “Tell him the gala ran late,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “Because you’re still getting fucked by someone who actually knows how to satisfy you.”

The thick silver gate trapping me was violently kicked from inside, bent and broken by brute force! The dust settled slowly. Through the dim light, the phantom of an 18-year-old werewolf in a white shirt emerged, carrying me out step by step. Stunned, Ronan turned. He came face-to-face with the nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Jon wondered whether his client was suffering from some kind of malady that also rendered him cold and pale. Dante took a cursory glance at Jon, then motioned for Jon to join him at the table. Jon sat on the proffered seat and took out his laptop. "I prefer to work at night, so I'm afraid you'll have to do the same," said Dante, his eyes going back to the monitor. "It is at night that I feel most alive. People who work in the day do not know the exhilaration that we nocturnal workers feel." Jon nodded and wondered if he would be expected to work all night tonight.

Phantom stood under a shade covered by the night shadows. He checked his watch. She wasn’t late but he needed to be out of Laod before anyone discovered he was gone. He paced a few steps away and back, driving his fingers into his hair. The blonde hair was gone now and so was the blue contact lenses. He hated the lens anyway. From a distance a car came to stop in front of an all night bar. Phantom moved away to avoid being detected by the glare of the headlights.

Dingo/Davin POV Dane slowly walked back to the Pack House. I knew Danny had fallen asleep on top of me from the gentle snores and limp arm at my side. I mind linked Sean. I couldn’t shift until Danny was clear of me. He came out and smiled. A small laugh escaped him at the predicament I was in. Sean walked up to her, “Danny, it’s time to wake up. You have to wake up so Dingo can shift.” “Oh? Hmmm.” She said and slowly sat up.

Lucas promised to keep me updated and sent me on my way. The boys had done their chores and were already settled in for the night when I returned home. I decided to see what I could find in fiction about vampires. They didn’t exist in our world, but Rory was positive that Osiris was one. It was nearing one in the morning when a knock sounded on the door. Damon stumbled through the hall as I switched on the lights, the incessant knocking waking him from his sleep.