Freakshow Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions Our serious moment is broken. “I will know all the dirt… Can’t wait… Going to be so sweet.” Danny is chanting nonsense as he reads. “What is he talking about? Do you understand him?” I shift to get more comfortable and to be able to see Danny with both eyes. He is a prankster and does not discriminate. The wild look in his eyes tells me he is up to something and I probably won’t enjoy being a part of it.

the man replied as he held a flash drive up. "Go ahead" Antonio said. The man went to the big television screen on the wall and inserted the flash drive in the corner. The video began to play. They all watched with bated breath as Ferrante came out of his bedroom and walked towards the water dispenser in the hall and took a cup of water. On his way back to the room however, he started screaming at an invisible thing none of rest could see. He also flailed his arms trying to ward the invisible thing off. As he did so he gradually backed the staircase. And then he fell and died.

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."

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."

Hazi also did the same thing as he dialed once again Danny's number through his cellphone. At the same time, Danny was dancing around the bar that his father owned through and he was using the leftover bottle as his mike. He was singing through The Script's song that was playing over the radios while he danced around. He was screaming at the top of his lungs as his eyes were now drowsy and his vision was circling through. He cried out as he picked up a lot of chips from the table as he sang along loudly through the center of the dance floor. The assistants on the other side of the kitchen was watching him dance and they just shook their heads as they disappeared from their sight.

I froze, my heart sank. Danny. Had he gone through with his plans already? “So…,” my voice trailed off. "What do you intend to do with them? He scoffed. “You just called me a murderer a few minutes ago, what else is there to do than murder them?. Slow and agonizing.” My whole body went numb. Danny will be the death of me. “Get ready," he said, spanking my ass cheek. “We have an auction to attend." The sting of his palms on my ass cheek was supposed to send sinful heat spreading through me. Instead, it sent fear, immense fear.

Arawn barks, making us flinch, and I fear that even the fisherman sitting on the rails next to us was about to fall into the water because of the scare. Danny starts talking what could be gibberish from what I know as I don’t understand a word. “Uuuuh.” He inhales through his teeth before he tears himself from me and starts running. Arawn just stands there tilting his head, looking after him with a questioning look. Giggling, I cross my feet at my ankles, taking another bite from my cotton candy that is nearly all gone. I turn the stick with my candy in the air as he looks at me. “Are you sure you want none?”

"That Dana! I saw her! She's a werewolf. I know those red eyes. I saw them before!" "If that's true, they're from Phantom, my dear," he uttered, his voice filled with rage. "They covered their presence among humans. They used the authority that's been hunting them for the disappearance of the people in this town. They used their desperation, then framing me up into something I didn't do. All that so that they could take me in surprise——a clever tactic." I was about to speak when we heard footsteps coming our way. After a short moment, the sound of door creaking placed fear into my whole being. But once a familiar face leaned into the light underneath the darkness, a powerful wrath skulked in

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 .

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i