Gwen Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

Black as midnight. A phantom.

Gareth says with a gleam in his eyes. I don’t let anything show on my face, no confusion, no surprise, nothing. I wait for him to make his next move. Anticipating it’ll be a punch to the face, he can’t kill me, I realize that. Danny wants me for a reason, a reason unknown for now. I think about Creed all of a sudden, looking towards him frantically. There he is. Still in all of his dragon glory, killing one after another, his scales are smoking, burning off all the blood that lands on him.

Gwen does have a very colorful life, indeed. The stricken look on her face made me realize that I was being too forward and curious. That was none of my business. “I am sorry. I really do not mean that.” There was a determined look on Gwen’s face when she returned my gaze. “Would you believe that I was still a v*rgin?” “Shut up!” I cried, abandoning my seat as I began to pace the tiled floor of the conference room. I did not think it was possible. “Damon wanted a v*rgin bride. He respected me.” She told me.

Gwen was very suspicious and she immediately looked at Eva before she asked, "Eva, Is there someone else in the room?" "What……? There is……n-nothing…..” Eva tried to deny it but Gwen raised her hand up to stop Eva. “Don't bullshit me, Evangeline Carter. There is something and someone in the room, right?" Gwen questioned. "I..." "Evangeline! How could you be like this? Although you have split up with that jerk, I'm very glad that you got over him and you were so lucky to meet someone else and you just got married to Damien Cross. What else do you want that Damien can't provide for you that is making you mess around like this? Let me in, let me in, let me see who’s so brave to seduce my preciou

Emily I watched as Gwen started invoking images out of the dark portal, at first it looked like a sentinel gloom, darker than the blackest of nights. The shadows grew more ominous and slowly some of the shadows stopped circling the pillar. A blurred image that was masked by the shadows emerged and it was a wolf. A pitched black-eyed vicious red wolf with its canines protruded jumped out of the portal, bowing before Gwen. I could feel its pulse rising and plummeting, fueled by the gush of darkness radiating within.

" I hugged him expecting an answer. Then, without the slightest warning, he jumped to the ground and started running around, screaming at the top of his lungs. I stared at the scene dumbfounded, mainly by the fact that everyone was ignoring the boy, going on with their business. " Izzy, can I talk to you for a minute? " Gwen indicated a door behind the reception desk with her head. We stood up, leaving the mess behind. Gwen entered the room, closing the door behind her as I looked around a simple office. " Is he all right? " 'Don't worry, Danny's discovered his lung capacity and he's been exploring it a lot. It's quite annoying, but we've found that if you ignore it, he gets tired quickly."

"Alright, don't worry about her. Even if Bethany's been abducted, she won't let herself end up at a loss." He had faith in the people he'd trained. If not for Bethany's abilities, she wouldn't have become one of his five assistants. … In Ghosthorn, Phantom looked at the unfamiliar woman before him. Then, he kicked the subordinate who'd brought her to him, sending him flying and crashing to the ground. The subordinate took a while to recover before getting to his knees. He clutched the spot where he'd been kicked and bent over a little from the pain. Phantom roared, "I told you to get the woman who came the other day, yet look at what you brought me! You just fucking got a random woman to bru

"Of course, kind sir." We dance long and into the night, the large sky shining down on us. He twirls me around and I spin with happy abandon, the smell of leather, pines and saltwater strong in my nose. Electricity sizzles through my veins and for an instant I feel almost magical. Like a shooting star. 'Careful what you wish for, Gweneth,' the phantom memory of my stepmother creeps down my spine like a ghostly finger. 'I know girls like you, gold diggers... They want more than what they can chew. Never mind the cost. But you know what?

"Why aren't you in bed? You should have called for me if you needed something, if Arthur sees you, he would be so hard to pacify again." "I know, I know. I will return to bed, as soon as I find a new book to keep myself busy with. In the meantime, who is this gentleman?" "He is..." "Lance Miller." Lance introduced as he came over to take Gwen's hand and kissed it. "I am a friend of your sister." A friend? Well, I wouldn't call him my friend, but... "She has never mentioned you." Gwen said, giving me a look. "I am Gwendolyn Geraldton, Duchess of Arana. Welcome to my home."