Fanfiction Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

The one connected to my Sexy Red persona. Danny's name flashed on the screen. What could he possibly want? My hands were shaking as I grabbed the voice modulator and answered. "Hello?" I said in my altered voice. "Sexy Red, hi," Danny said, and something in his tone made my stomach drop. "Hi," I responded carefully. "I thought about everything you said," Danny continued, his voice oddly calm. "And there's something important I need to tell you. Can we meet? Just briefly. In the next ten minutes. This is very important."

He looked at Alex, but he didn't see the man he loved; he saw a a liar, a phantom that wouldn't let him die in peace. "Don't... touch... me," Danny gasped, his hands flying up to cover his ears. "You’re not real. You’re a hallucination. My brain is broken. It’s all broken." Alex didn't rush him. He sank to his knees on the floor a few feet from the bed, making himself smaller, lower than the boy on the mattress. He stayed silent, letting the waves of Danny’s panic wash over him through the bond. He felt the cold, the hopelessness, and the terrifying desire for the world to simply stop.

So much familiarity that, for once, I thought it was real. Oh, how I wish this was my reality. With such care, with such skill. Damon’s tongue thrusts deeper into my mouth, having me wanting and moaning his name for more. The last bit of my worry falls away. The perturbation that was plaguing me faded into blackness. This is my phantom. Despite my protests to the contrary, he was my protector, saving me more than twice from death. The shadow that follows me even into my dreams.

“What are you doing? Why are you protecting him?” I panted, relieved the onslaught had stopped. “I won’t let you kill him. He can tell me where Jack is. And…” I hesitated. Not sure that I should say the next part, but I wanted to be honest. “Danny has done many terrible things, but he was made into a monster. Just like you were. Give him a chance at redemption.” Thale’s eyes flickered, and he withdrew. “Fine. Just get away from him. My anger will not quell while you’re so close to him.”

His eyes turned a shade darker and I watched his fangs graze against her skin before I quickly turned away. "Let the real dinner begin!" Danny exclaimed and the girls hurried out of their seats, picking one of the handsome guys to sit with. It wasn't long before moans and screams filled the room as the guys ruthlessly dug their fangs inside the girl's neck, sucking the blood out hungrily. I wanted to run but i am terrified to move now. The door suddenly flew open and I turned to look at a bunch of girls walking in a bra and panties. "It's been a while, ladies.” Danny's voice echoed through the room as the girls rushed towards the men, each one of

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?"

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.

Thank fuck, I didn’t cut it. “Van, please.” “What do you want, Danny girl?” I whisper against her throat. Her breath hitches when I slip one finger inside. “I want you to fuck me.” That’s not gonna happen this time. I slip two fingers in, and her hips buck. “Anything but that, Danny girl.” “I hate you,” she cries out in frustration.

Danny pulled me into his arms on the bed, kissing my forehead softly. “This is just the beginning, Cassie,” he murmured. “I want you again tomorrow night.” I smiled sleepily against his chest, completely addicted. But then my phone buzzed on the nightstand. It was a message from my boyfriend. Boyfriend: Hope the gala went well, babe. Can’t wait to see you in the morning. Danny read the message over my shoulder and smirked, his hand sliding between my legs again, fingers pushing into my cum-filled pussy. “Tell him the gala ran late,” he whispered, curling his fingers against my g-spot. “Because you’re still getting fucked.”

Danny said, groaning and closing his eyes. "Wow, Alex, that was fucked up," Dane said. She was giggling though and turned slightly toward Danny. "Don't you want my pussy?" "Of course, I'm just a little smaller," Danny said. "Are you sure you don't want the smaller of us two in there first?" She smiled, shaking her head. "No, I've been wanting you to have my pussy too," she said. "Ever since you and Hannah fucked in my bed with me eating her pussy, I've wanted to feel that gorgeous dick inside me."