Hooky Dani Novels & Stories

She had barely gotten the words out of her mouth before we heard Dan bellowing "God Damn it to HELL! SHIT! DAMN! FUCK!" Now, Dan's a little guy, about 5'4, and pretty quiet most of the time. He'd shaved his head to look a little older, which made him look like a short bald 8th grader. He almost never cursed, but he was certainly making up for it on this trip.

He smirks as he disappears. “Oh, you will know how much of a real man he is soon enough.” Danny says as he walks away and grabs a woman who screams. I struggle against my restraints as Dane appears. He is huge, buzzed hair cut, with grey eyes. He is packed with muscles he is bulky. Every step he takes is with purpose. He is dangerous. But he is stupid. All that muscle and nothing in his head. “Angel Moretti. It is so nice to finally meet you. We are going to have so much fun together.” I snort on a laugh.

"Okay,” Downstairs in one of the empty rooms, Dan Hawk had been patiently waiting for Stacy but he didn't even hear a sound. He got really impatient and had to leave the room to find Vanessa so he quickly got dressed in the outfit he had on before, concealing his looks behind a silicone mask which gave him a completely different look. Just when he was about to open the room door and go out in search of Vanessa; he bumped into her cause she was about to open the door at the same time.

Daniella was excited and quickly grabbed her phone to check. However, she soon discovered that the call came from Hector Hendrix, not Casey. Daniella didn't want to assume too much about Hector. He was a mysterious individual she had never met, yet he had quietly assisted her on multiple occasions. She answered the call cautiously. "Mr. Hendrix, aren't you sleeping yet?" Hector said coldly, "Sleeping? Are you slacking off? You don't plan to go after Caroline anymore?"

“Just got lucky.” There was this pause, where she looked at me a little longer than necessary. She was cute in a tired, scrappy sort of way—smudged eyeliner, chipped nails, oversized hoodie with a punk band on it I actually listened to. The kind of girl that could break a guy’s heart if she wanted to, but probably didn’t believe in love enough to bother. “I’m Dani,” she said finally, offering her hand. “Captain,” I replied, shaking it.

the detective asked the head of the forensic team. Amanda Spearsun, the head of the forensic team, replied to Detective, “Hey, Lira. (Sighed) The person’s name is Zirconius Wooferhook, and he was called “Host Hook.” “Any idea of the murder weapon?” The detective asked when examining the body of Host Hook. “Hook! So, the phrase goes like this: Mr Hook is hooked on a large-sized hook.” Amy rolled her eyes and made some facial expressions and gestures. The detective turned her face to the cop named Edan and asked, “Dan, did you inform the landlord?”

DANNIE'S POV I am outside my house, inside my car, but I am unsure if I should go in or not. It was already one morning when I got home from Honey's condo, my childhood friend. Honey called me when we were in the elevator with Anastasia, telling me she was already in the Philippines. I have waited for her for a long time because I told myself before she left that when she comes back, I will confess my feelings and court her. But how can I do that when Anastasia, my wife, and our unborn child are already with me?

Hannah exclaimed. “Wow, that was fast.” She snickered. “Dani, you’ve been unpacking for over an hour now.” I paused. “I have?” “Yep! And I think you've been thinking about Mr. Hunk of ManMeat a little too much, too.” I rolled my eyes. “You would think that.” “Tell me you weren’t.” I shook my head. “No, actually, I wasn’t. Because the last thing I need is distractions.”

“Get inside before you freeze, Droopy Bum. I’ll call to check in. If I’m not grounded. Daddy’s grumpy mountain face is on, so I might not be able to call for the rest of the year.” Elle finished the call with a smile, then turned her attention back to the building, her expression turning serious. I've got this. I can handle this. After dabbing her nose with a tissue, she approached the door and pressed the buzzer. The club wasn't due to open for another hour, but the door swung open swiftly, revealing a stunning, tall woman with long dark hair. She was dressed in tight, black faux leather pants and a partially unbuttoned red shirt that revealed a black bra underneath.