Danny X Novels & Stories

Sue: good people. “I think I n-n-need some—” Danny started, those fingers reaching up to touch the scar under the collar of his shirt. The rippled, sewn-together flesh that had been a part of his life for the past two months. He fingered it as a child tongues an aching tooth, or like an adult lifting a Band Aid to sniff the stink beneath—curious, but nope, still not better. “—help.” Not better at all.

“Boys, you can relax for a while. The you go back on playing. Okay?” “Yes, hyung.” The boys chorused. Oh, they are really cuties! Then they turn to us. “Hello again, Iyah-noona! Hello, Ayla-noona! I’m Danny, the drummer and a cousin of JD-hyung. Nice to meet you.” Danny introduced himself to Ayla-unnie. “Hello, Danny. Nice to meet you.” unnie said. “And I like your necklace, very fashionable.” She commented. “Thank you, noona.” Danny said with a smile.

He even made an imploring expression at Rey to be involved in Jaxon and the others’ escapades. However, receiving a head shake from his best buddy, Gavin, instantly felt his heart shatter somewhat. “Our friendship ends here,” he hissed, which earned him a smack in the back of the head from Connor. “Dramatic,” Rey and Jaxon mumbled at the same time. After Gavin left, Danny was about to go to the door when Jaxon asked his friend to stay in the room. “Can you just stay in Denver?” Danny looked over his shoulder at Jaxon, who clutched the pink-haired woman’s photograph. Seeing this, Danny realized that his friend was considering the possibilities that may occur after they left for Chicago.

) Dantzler: "Context please?? Who are you talking to?" Xanne: "My imaginary friend, don't worry about it. You'd probably think she's pretty sexy considering her choice of outfit!" Dantzler: (Looking confused for a second he just shrugs it off and begins looking for supplies in the area. Once gathered, he starts packing the cargo as quickly as he can in the center of the room.)

he said and Agatha nodded, watching him walk away. Danny was taking interviews, but no one matched his expectation, except one male candidate who was overqualified for the position. Danny checked his email for more CVs when his eyes were stuck upon a particular email id. He opened it and a gigantic smile appeared on his face. He picked up his phone and dialled Christian’s number. “What, fucker?” Christian gave a boring reaction as he walked to Rony’s place. “I’ve big news for you!” Danny said, and Christian stopped in his track.

Laura said, clearly not amused with the testosterone flooding the room. A slow, malevolent smile spread across Danny's face. Xy fought hard to stay in control of his features. He wouldn’t give the man the satisfaction of getting to him. “You know, you talk a big talk, but really, how do you think you’re any better than I am?” Danny sneered. Xy guffawed. “Let me count the ways.” Danny was slowly shaking his head. “It isn’t like you were any better than I was at keeping her reined in. Where is she now, hot shot?”

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

My mother was bleeding… I remembered the broken shelves and the words she just told me recently. Before I knew it, I started fighting Cassandra in the air. “Enough!” Damon yelled and struck her on the arm. Cassandra dropped to the floor, coughing. Damon rushed to Scarlett first and looked straight at her wound. “It’s not silver. She will heal.” Then he turned to me. He tapped my shoulders gently, bringing me back from that edge. “Annie, breathe. I’ve got you.” The anger left my body for a while. I hurried to my mother to hold her and make sure she was safe and doing well. Then, she smiled slightly at me. “I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this.

The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. "Hello, sweetie pie," Danny says, smiling. But I can tell it's fake, even though the only light source is the moon. Danny is dark-skinned. His black hair is styled in a low cut, and he has a beard. The Dolce & Gabbana suit he's wearing does little to hide his muscles. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't ripped. To sum it up, Danny is a gorgeous man, but even with all his handsomeness, he is the worst romantic partner I have ever met-except Jacob if I'm including that horrible human being in the running, too.

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.