Novel & Cerita Ghost King Danny Phantom Ao3

This is driving me crazy ~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~∆~ “He literally called me a ghost” I complain to Dan

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

Who knows what is going to happen in the case that Daniel antagonizes this creature. I dropped the phone and immediately began packing my things. "What are you doing?!" Krystal yelled at me in anger. "We have to leave, there is a ghost amongst us." Her eyes widened and she nodded. She knew exactly what to do. We got to burn this b!tch to the ground. Daniel (P.O.V.). "F**K!!!" I ended the call, grabbed my things and made my way to find Alex and Kyle. They were in deep trouble. You do not want to mess with a ghost.

“Danny… your dick looks so big. I need something real tonight.” That broke him. He stood up, shoved his trousers and boxers down. His cock sprang out, the head already shiny with precum. Much bigger than Mark’s. He stroked himself once, staring at me. I pulled my fingers out and sucked them clean, looking straight at him. “Come here,” I whispered. Danny moved fast. He dropped to his knees between my legs, grabbed my thighs, and buried his face in my pussy. His tongue was hungry — long, flat licks from my entrance to my clit, then sucking my clit hard.

Amanda tried to copy her decency, she craned her neck, as she skimmed her carefully. Mercy tittered and gushed. “don’t worry I will teach you.” She crooned Angela could barely hear them, her eyes looked at the stairs, she barely paid attention at them. She waited for them eagerly. they walked in; Melina marched on her hounds making a sharp click-clack as they walked down the stairs. Mercy looked mortified as she spoke to them. ‘‘it’s my mom, she loves wearing hounds, you will get used to the sound.’’ Her face said it all; she was pissed with that atmosphere; it must be really eating her up.

I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. The door creaked, and Phantom strolled in with his trademark calm, though tonight he wasn’t wearing his pristine white suit. Instead, black clung to his frame, sharp as a blade. His smile was venomous. “Well, well,” Phantom drawled, circling Damon like a predator. “How the mighty have fallen. You’re not looking so sharp, Damon.” Damon lifted his head, spitting blood onto the floor. “Go to hell.” Phantom chuckled. “Oh, we’re already there.” His voice dropped, sharp with menace. “Where’s the flash drive?”

And instead of firing him on the spot, my cock had throbbed like it remembered exactly how tight he felt while I pumped him full with my cum. He’s dangerous. His guts plus the way he made me feel. Anger. Lust. And worse… curiosity, made him seem dangerous to me. That spark of life I’d buried after my father caught me with the neighbor’s son at sixteen and tortured me for months, with threats that if I ever loved a man or made it known openly, he’d destroy everything I hold dear was beginning to stir up. I became the Ghost and enjoyed the anonymous parties, escorts I paid well and never saw twice. Rough, no-strings breeding sessions where I stayed in complete control. No emotions. No repeats.

I kick it for good measure. A deep chuckle makes me whirl around. Standing there is Jacques with a crooked smile that makes my heart speed up. "Good to see you haven't lost your touch, Daniella." "What? No, I'm Brene." I roll my eyes. Guess I'm turning into a pro here since this is my third resurrected ghost lover. "Wait. We have to get Ben and Kiarr. Gwen put them into some kind of ghost prism jail thingy. Do you know how to get them out of something like that? And I totally need to repay Gwen for setting me up with first werewolves and me nearly dying from vampires."

My other hand balled into a fist, as I let my ice cream drop, pulling Danny along towards the exit. “The crazy desire for blood, the presence in the night, the irritated reaction to garlic…” Danny kept on muttering things as we left. I could smell the fear all over him. I turned to him, grabbing his chin and pushing his head up. “What the fuck is your problem?” I asked, as I let go of him almost immediately. “He's a vampire.” He said, his hands shaking like he was about to suffer epilepsy. “Moon Goddess,” I said under my breath, rubbing my face with my palms as I sighed. “There's no way I'd get beaten by a vampire, that thing was way too strong, and his obviously not a vampire.”

"Thanks so much." Logan gave the old female some coins before they left and continued their tour. "This is the territory of the Clan of the ghost" he uttered pointing at the huge kingdom before them. "Stop Danny" he commanded and Danny did. "Wow, looks terrifying. Any mortal will shit in his/her pants if they sight this kingdom." "Lol. Nothing is terrifying here. Just vultures, skulls, Red pieces of clothes, spiders, snakes, and rumbling of the sky." "Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?"