Danny Phantom Reign Storm Novels & Stories

Smooth and thick, soft and mocking. “Don’t,” the black wolf glared at it. “Okay!” The white one raised a paw in mock surrender. “That’s Blake,” Dante said, gesturing toward the white wolf. “My Zeta.” Beta is Adolphus. Zeta is Blake. Weird titles. Beta-Zeta. Sounds like some Greek alphabet mafia. I figured it meant they were his right-hand... wolves? Blake bowed to me, which felt surreal. “They’re my most trusted,” Dante added, his eyes boring into mine. “They won’t harm you.”

Claire P.O.V Danny has been the Beta and Ethan Randall's right-hand man for nearly two decades. It's quite the perk for Danny; besides being the Beta, he knows the ins and outs of the money-printing business owned by the Alpha, the ruler of The Silver Fire Pack. Danny didn't answer my question immediately. He just stared at me with his light brown eyes—warm and bright colours, especially in the summer. "Is it because the Alpha already has a fiancée that this is bugging you?"

I think it was only Raven who could take his brute strength. And, that was saying something considering Danny had gotten stronger in the last couple of years. At his tender age of 24, Danny was already very big, his tanned physique was very muscular. His blonde hair, that used to flop into his eyes, was now brushed back. He wore a white collared shirt and I could see his muscles bulging through it. Danny worked as a personal trainer and the job matched his passions completely.

That was the entirety of 18-year-old Ronan's possessions. Suddenly, an old radio in the corner crackled to life. A cold, emotionless broadcast came through. "Alpha Ronan of the Southern pack has successfully suppressed the sacred grounds uprising. "Investigations reveal that the rejected Luna, Carly Durham, stole the sacred stone—Heart of the Moon Goddess—causing the barrier to fail and disaster to strike. "A full manhunt is now in effect. If you encounter Carly, capture or kill her immediately." It was Evelyn's voice on the radio. She was twisting the truth, painting me as the pack's enemy.

She was busy contemplating the situation. Cassian was not only able to use the Covenant of Lightning but also had Dunley's Lightning Charm. With how formidable he was, he was undoubtedly a difficult target. It was such a shame that Phantom was too weak. If he'd been just a little stronger, even if he couldn't kill Cassian, he could've at least caused a severe injury. Oh. A severe injury? As Fiona mulled over those words, she got an idea. Her eyes flickered briefly before flitting toward Darren.

One thing about living in a glass mansion, facing the ocean, and being on the cliff’s edge wasn’t really all that aesthetically pleasing when it came to this weather condition. Nevertheless, something was soothing about the sound of the rain beating against the window. As usual, Davien was in the foyer, perched on a single chair backward with his arms folded and resting on the backrest with the tip of his cigarette blazing hot orange. Damon swings his car door open, ignoring the pain in his leg, and dashes into the rain, limping up on the foyer with the torrential downpour drenching him immediately.

Xyrus had been such a bright spot in her life, Lana Reign thought he could possibly outshine all the darkness chasing her. But she was wrong. Danny had proven that no matter where she went, no matter how close or far, he would find her and ruin whatever it was that she loved. It wasn’t right to bring this type of negativity into anyone else’s life, and she instantly regretted ever meeting Xyrus. "Sweetheart, you have to explain. Tell me what’s going on?” he pleaded, trying to search her face for understanding. When he caught her staring across the party, Xyrus tried to follow her sight of vision, but he looked back to her with a blank stare as if he had not seen the evil Lana knew existed in

“Draymond? You can’t be Draymond.” “Of course I can’t be Draymond,” the man snickered. “Ghost Damon, The Alpha Slayer and King of the Lycans. Nice to meet you, Jimin.” Ghost extended his hand for a quick handshake but Jimin stared at him, refusing to take his hand. “I’ve watched him kill people for smaller reasons,” Calisté whispered in Jimin’s ears. “If I were you, I would take his hand already.”

And if Adam died, well, Rain was going to take out White and probably go down herself. At least this bitch would be going along for the ride. “You sure did a pretty shitty job of stopping the Rebellion.” Perhaps now wasn’t the time to piss off the crazy lady with the gun pressed to the temple of the man she loved, but Rain couldn’t help it. Pointing out her failure was sure to anger White, but this might be the only chance Rain had to throw that in her face, so she had to take advantage of it while she could.

As in! Storm Haha, he’s connecting the dots I see, I get to the stage and Freddie takes my hand as I ascend the steps, he places his hand on the small of my back and kisses my temple. Introduce yourself my love Good evening everyone, my name is Storm Burgesse, daughter of Trillionaire Tycoon Stormas and Thalia Burgesse of Diamond City, I also have three other alias’s I go by I turn to face Dastan who seems to be on the verge of fainting in the corner.