Danny Phantom Youngblood 소설 & 이야기

"Danny?" "Danny Finn. He's in prison now, Riverbend Correctional. Got twenty years for a bank robbery that went wrong. But before that, he and his sister Caroline worked for your father. Eliminations. Making problems disappear. Your father sent them into a trap, got Caroline killed, got Danny locked up. But Danny knows things. Names. Locations. He might talk if you approach him right, offer him something he needs."

Ah Ko said to them . " Yes , it's true . This few days Gray , Danny and Shawn keep calling us to have breakfast in their room . " Well , I heard Danny is an orphan but his grandfather is wealthy and they came from a root in Beijing . He is the only son of his late parents . They died in the accident when he is seven . His grandparents love him alot although he had many elders cousin brother and the Koh's mall is belong to his grandfather . Every morning the butler will send so many breakfast for him ." Ah Heng who stay in one room with Danny , Gray and Shawn tells them .

Ashley pipes in exhilaration, still laughing and coughing both at the same time as though she wasn’t in excruciating pain enough to concede. Damon’s vision turned black and red before he lost it and then snaps. “No, you are.” He coldly stated finally pulling the trigger and sending a bullet straight in between her eyes.

Balric growled, marching over towards them. “Sure thing boss,” he said, and let her go. Dannie was confused until she heard the gunshot and pain explode in her chest. She gasped, but no air came in and fell to her knees. Her arms dropped, but the gate still tangled with her magic. All sound faded as Dannie struggled to take a breath. She could feel blood gushing from the shot, hot against her skin. She crumpled to the ground, her vision going dark.

But under it, something wrong. Blood. Young. Unclaimed. They found him half-collapsed by a rotted log: a boy no older than sixteen, one arm wrapped in wire engraved with burning sigils. “Don’t—” he gasped, seeing her eyes glow. “They’ll find me.” Kaelira shifted back, skin steaming from the cold. “You’re bleeding on pack land. That’s already a problem.” He swallowed hard. “My name’s Taren. They said this forest was safe.”

"Lucas Bloodfang. Sounds strong." "The middle one, he looks restless like you." "Like me? I'm not restless." "You're always restless." He smiled. "Alright. His name?" "Ethan." "Ethan Bloodfang. I like it." I looked at the youngest baby. "The youngest... Noah." "Noah," Gabriel whispered. "Noah Bloodfang." "I want to hold them," I whispered. "Later. When you're stronger." "I am strong." "Not yet. The doctor said..." "I don't care what the doctor said. I want to hold my children."

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

she whispered as if reading my mind, she leaned too close that her smell of rot swirled into my nostrils as her breath fanned my cheek. Then she rose to her feet. “No, you don’t deserve to die, you deserve to suffer,” she added just as she took two steps away from me. My eyes widened as I tried to look at her face, my lips parted, but it was indeed too late. Her hands clasped together, her pointed long fingers soaked with blood, suddenly every move glistened with lights as the room swayed. My breath crawled to my chest, squeezing the air from my lungs, and my heart sank like a ship drowning in the stormy sea of Gordon.

His head smashed into the corner of the table and instantly started bleeding. At that, Leah saw red. She hurriedly steadied Jonathan before glaring at me. "Cassie, this is attempted murder! I'll have you arrested, and you can pay with your life!" "He only hurt himself because he wanted to snatch my phone and missed. How can you blame me for it?" I replied with a cold smirk. "Also, you don't have to bother with calling the cops, because I already did so before I came. I think they should be here soon!"

She asked gently, a sad expression on her face. I tried to recall why my body felt like a truck had run over it, And then the horrors flashed in front of my eyes, the screams, the car rolling, the sound of the ambulance, the blood and Mr Young. Tears instantly start to stream down my cheeks, and my breath becomes shallow. I gasped for air,I felt suffocated and terror filled my mind. “Mr Young, Where is Damien?” I asked my Aunt who was crying like me. “He’s fine, he's fine. Honey,Mr Young is okay” Aunt Shirley's voice sounded so far away, but I like to believe that Mr Young is fine. He'll be okay.