Danny Ric Novels & Stories

The stranger’s smirk widened slightly, as though he found my suspicion entertaining instead of offensive. “Cassian Alaric,” he replied with a small theatrical bow. Then, without waiting for permission, he dragged a heavy wooden chair across the floor and turned it backward before straddling it casually. “And you,” he continued while pointing toward me dramatically, “are the infamous human who somehow convinced my terrifying older brother to cancel a public execution.” His green eyes swept over me slowly before amusement flickered across his face again. “I’ll admit, though, I expected someone slightly sturdier.”

She asked raising an eyebrow. "I am businessman and owns many hotels, casinos. But what mainly you can tell them is I trade gold." "You do?" Sapphire asked to confirm. "Yes, darling. I am very very rich and influential businessman. Beside being a mafia leader, your husband is renowned business tycoon." He told her proudly with a smirk on his face as his wife face contorted in impressive smile..... ___________ Kitty party at Anna place proved to be fun. There were many other ladies all elder than her with whom she talked and spent time with.

Danny said to his boss. " You don't need bodyguards here, Liam. All are safe in my party and the next coming wedding." A heavy male voice came from behind him. " Lamberto Ricci! How are you doing? " He offered him his hand. Lamberto waved his hand away in front of his eyes, as to make the fly remove away. Lamberto engulfed him and strongly patted his back. A loud thud was proofing his bones were still young. " What have we decided, son? " Lamberto asked.

She smirked and looked away from him. ** “Where is he?!” Ryker asked angrily on seeing Danny walk up the stairs alone. “He'll join us later, he's got a call from his aunt,” Danny replied. “I don't want anything to go wrong,” he snarled. “Trust us,” Danny assured. “I'll be joining the executives at the table, make sure this works out well. Give me feedback as fast as you can,” he said to Danny before walking away. Mrs Clyde sat nervously at the table with Aunt Susan who was giving orders to the event planner.

The looks he was getting from other people shows that I'm not the only one that thinks he's the Michaelson guy Ricky was referring to. "Sooo...." Ricky drawled and I narrowed my eyes at him. He would be daring Diane to give my brother a lap dance for ninety seconds, ninety fucking seconds! Isn't that too much? I sighed, feeling uncomfortable with Ricky's challenge for Diane "You're daring Diane to give Henry a lap dance for ninety seconds..." "No.." Ricky interrupted, rubbing his palms together like he got an evil plan. What exactly is going on in his shitty head? "I am daring Diane to give you a ninety seconds lap dance" He said slowly, his smirk getting more evil.

Richard stared at Danny in surprise, "come-on, Danny, you can't say you have forgotten Ava, the only girl whom I love more than anything else. She is definitely worth it and even more. I am aware that I can't go after Scorpion officially which is why I want to take a one-month leave and search for him." "You are no match for him," Danny said sadly. "I feel your pain but even if you were to overlook everything else, you can't overlook the fact that Black Scorpion is a billionaire who has run out of things to do with his money as opposed to the measly peanuts we are paid.

This man was on another level. "Young Master Anan and Young Master Karan. Greeting. I'm Danny, assistant of Kunal Sinha, father of Ajay Sinha, Mina Sinha, and Henna Sinha.", Danny bowed as he felt surprised to not see an ounce of shock in both people's eyes. "Greetings, Uncle Danny.", Anan spoke as he pointed to the sofa. "Hello, Uncle Danny.", Karan nodded too. Three sat as Danny started at them. "I'm shocked to see you both relaxed and calm after all the things that happened recently.", Danny smiled as he stared at the two men opposite to him.

said Richie. “Who is it?” “I have a photo of him on my phone. I haven’t deleted the photo. I kept it in case anything were to happen in the future. “That man was Mr. V’s subordinate back then. It was him who paid me handsomely and enticed me into doing what I did.” Daniel procured a phone from Richie and turned it on. He found a photo and asked, “Is this him?” “Yes, that’s him. His name is Skylar and he’s extremely skilled at fighting. He has no fear of bullets, just like you.

“I’m here to discuss something with you.” Mireya didn’t understand what this man was getting at. “What do you mean, you want to discuss something with me?” Without waiting for permission, Danny sat down and poured himself a glass of wine from the bottle on the table. “I won’t start this discussion while your secretary is here. I want to talk in private. Don’t worry, this will benefit us both. Our topic is Draco Riordan—your fiancé.” Mireya was startled when Danny Fergie mentioned Draco Riordan’s name. She wanted to ask more, but she knew Danny wouldn’t answer right away. Instead, she nodded at her secretary to leave, and the woman quickly exited the room.

Jonathan stood at the cemetery, his hands buried deep in his pockets. Geoffrey had just placed fresh flowers on the grave. Jonathan stared at the engraved name: “Danny Golden.” He watched a small ant crawl up the cold concrete. A memory flickered in his mind like an old film reel. He traveled back to a time when Danny was still alive. He had been a lively, cheerful man, and Jonathan’s father had loved him for his positive spirit. His father often said Danny was the reason he never gave up on his dreams; it was Danny's words that had helped bring the Walter building to life.