Danny Phantom Vlad Novels & Stories

He looked utterly drained. "Mr. Gulley! Are you alright?" Spotting Cassian, Darren nodded, saying glumly, "I didn't manage to catch up to that bastard." Considering the fact that Phantom was a skilled expert, Cassian would've been shocked if Darren had successfully caught up to him. Darren's eyes were red as he snarled through clenched teeth, "That damned bastard! He killed so many of our villagers just to test his necromancy. He's a heartless monster! I'm going to kill him to avenge Roy and the others."

Daphne blinked several times to make sure she wasn't dreaming. The man that had always given her sweet torture in her dreams was a real person and was right before her. He stood there, his presence both comforting and unnerving. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "Hey, Short thing." He called. "Short thing?" she asked incredulously, her voice tinged with annoyance. "You shouldn't call me that."

He scoffed. "Mitch?" "Yeah?" He answered in a gruff voice. "It's dangerous for you out there now." He looked up as Draco came in and sat down opposite him. "The vampire that awoke... Vladimir is his name. He is one of the elder vampires and dates far back as Lycans." "That doesn't sound good," she repeated. "It's not. Trust me," He muttered. "It was my uncle who put him to sleep... I'm sure he would be out for revenge now for the bloodline of whoever put him in the torture through these years."

The twelve orphans were being gathered like assets, but the real prize was the woman who held the power to end it all. "Bella, stay here with Elodie and Dr. Aris," Dante said. "Dante, no. You can't go to London alone." "I’m not going alone," Dante said, reaching for his phone. "I’m calling the only person who knows how to fight a Vane." He dialed a number he hadn't called in years. It wasn't his mother or Silas. It was the private line of a man who had been his father’s greatest rival—a man who had once told Dante that the only way to beat a Blackwood was to become a ghost.

Jessica leaned in slightly from the side, trying to catch the low words, brows knit in confusion. Father and son stood locked in a silent, furious staring contest like two predators sizing up who would blink first. No one refuses to back down and Dante clearly wasn’t going to let anyone have their way with him or Aurelia. All of a sudden, Dante’s phone vibrated sharply in his pocket. He fished it out without breaking eye contact. Vladimir. His best friend and the only person he could trust in this twisted world and his political family. He swiped to answer, already lifting it to his ear. Before he could speak- Vladimir’s voice cut him. “Dante.”

“Here. Eat.” I accepted the fruit and looked at him as he get another one. When he bit it, I bit on it too, imitating what he’s doing. We ate silently and I didn’t hear any noise except the creaking sound of the night and the crunchy fruits while we were munching. “What’s your name?” Do real vampires have names? He stopped on his track to look at me before averting it away like he’s getting burned by my gaze. “Prin-,” he shook his head. “Dash Slaughtrus Vandelion.”

Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families.

vamp (plural vamps) Noun A flirtatious, seductive woman, especially one who uses sexual desire to exploit men. [ca. 1915] ~ A certain group of strippers are forced to reunite under tragic circumstances. When one of them is found murdered in her home, the five of them come together to form an ally, their aim, to bring the killer to justice. But somewhere along the line, they find their lives entangled each in a bigger mess.

Dylan said, not caring about the many people around who might overhear. "Ry, Mr. Darwin Vlad is one of the greatest and successful businessmen in the country, he's also my friend," Dylan formally introduced his conversation partner. "Mr. Hendricks, you flatter me so much, no need for an introduction like that. It's not like I'm richer than you. Besides, you really have a good taste in choosing your partner." "Of course, I'm always up for the best," Dylan said with a grin. "Nice meeting you Mr. Hendricks," Mr. Vlad politely introduced himself and extended his hand towards me.

Vlad smiled at him with narrowed eyes, “I have to make some phone calls myself now to make sure your girlfriend is alive. You can continue eating when I am gone.” He walked out of the dining hall and left Colin with only silence to accompany him. Colin stared at his full plate, but he lost the appetite to eat. He could only hope Vlad would let him leave soon because all he wanted was to make sure Vanessa was safe. Hours later Vlad finally came back and acted surprised that Colin was still there. Like he had forgotten about it. Colin knew it was a stupid game he was playing to show Colin who was in charge. He played along because he couldn’t care less about this male power play. Vlad told him