Danny Phantom Reign Storm Novels & Stories

The queen’s face was already pale and the nerves on her temples were visible. Loud marchings barged into the room, and the gigantic door was forced open. “Mother!” Caius cried. “Let her go old hag!” He draws his sword and threw it toward Raven. Raven let go of the maidservant and she fell. Vivar quickly caught the young lady before she falls to the floor. The sword stopped right in front of Raven’s eyes. She was able to control it using the tip of her index finger. She turned it around to face Caius.

The city below was quiet, but Damian never trusted quiet. He prowled the penthouse balcony like a predator pacing his territory, rain-slicked hair plastered to his forehead. The storm had passed, leaving streets that gleamed under the weak moonlight, reflecting the chaos smoldering beneath the surface. His eyes narrowed at every shadow, every flicker of movement. One wrong step, one miscalculation, and the Phantom could strike again. And this time… he wouldn’t be so lenient.

Kade gave me a knowing smirk before speaking. “Well, Machine and I need your help looking into some items for Ricci Enterprises.” My heart skipped a beat. This was why I was here. “No problem, what can I help with?” “There has been some interference with Ricci’s security system and we need you to help us uncover who it was. We have reason to believe that Phantom is responsible for said interference. We need your help identifying Phantom.” Fuck! This couldn’t be happening. “No problem!” I gave a reassuring smile. Covering the sheer panic I felt inside.

She could realise that both of them were staring at each other but she came back to reality when Nicolas cleared his throat and looking away from her, started his announcement. When Nicolas left the classroom with his teammates, Daisy was still dizzy. It was like a dream for her and she immediately wanted to tell her squad ( Kratos- Nicolas, Aquaman-Jason and Assaisiner -Alex.) that she was Minerva but she couldn't as she was in the middle of the class.

DANNY LAVENDER Name: Danny Surname: Lavender Age: 109 (26 as human age) Species: Werewolf Height: 6'1 Speciality: Able to see past and Strength Relationship status: In relation with Jamima Character: Charming, cute, playboy, possessive, strong, brave, smart, stylish. Danny is a werewolf and is nominated to become the future king of werewolves world. Just like Daniel, he is also adored and desired by all of the girls, the perfect guy of their dreamlands but he chooses Jamima among them all to be his girlfriend. Something is going on between him and Daniel but only the two of them know about it. Danny is a nice and gentle guy but is the total opposite of it when it comes to something he wants

“This arrived while you were being stitched.” Lucian took it, and I watched his entire expression change as he read. The anger in his face went still rather than disappearing, which somehow made it worse. “What is it?” I asked. He didn’t answer. I stepped closer and took the parchment from his hand before he could stop me. Only two lines had been written across the page. Stormfang has until the next full moon to surrender the human Luna. Refuse, and every pack that stands with Magnus Veyar will march against you.

His arms came around my waist with him hauling me out of the car. I went into drive, kicking him away but he took my kicks, tightening his hold on my waist. Pain shot through and I screamed out but he never loosened his hold. Finally, he pulled all of me out and I was fighting so he let go of me and I plummeted down like a sack. “Damon!” Storm shot in anger. “Sorry Sir. She tried to run and we have been trying to restrain her.” Damon answered, shocking me. Storm said nothing back. I whipped my head up, confused, hurt, and heartbroken at how Storm seemed to be okay with that answer.

“Unless of course you believe that it belongs to her, then if that's the case, then how about we just end it all here? But you know for a fact that I'm not going to allow it to end, not until you've snapped out of it.” He staggered up, hands on his knees, spitting blood onto the stone. I could feel the shift in him, not physical, not power, but a storm finally choosing to rise instead of wait. His eyes darkened as he looked at me and I smiled. “Lysandra, this is not going to end well.” Damon said, giving me a warning. I looked at him over my shoulder and shook my head. “There's no time to step back now. He's going to fight and I'm going to fight back, and neither one of you is going to inter

“DAMON! Give that back! You bastard! You made me an orphan! You don’t get to steal anything more from me!” She punched him, full-force, forcing him to stagger and take a few steps backwards.. Damon, clutching his jaw, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, eyes wide with disbelief, chuckled. “Someone’s gotten stronger…” Breathless but blazing, Davina’s eyes locked on him with fury and clarity. “No, Damon. I didn’t get stronger. I became the storm you created. Every scar you left? I turned it into armor.” He looked up at her… still smiling.

Rohan wiped his mouth, his eyes blazing, but he froze as we both turned to the figure who’d intervened. He stood tall, red mahogany hair catching the dim light of Rohan’s beta flashlight, blue eyes cold and piercing. I knew him instantly—Dayton Storm, Alpha of the Black Fang pack. My pulse quickened, suspicion coiling in my gut. “What the hell are you doing here, Dayton?” I demanded, my voice rough, my fists still clenched. Dayton’s gaze flicked between us, calm but unyielding, his Alpha presence a steady weight in the room.