Johnny X Daniel Novels & Stories

I said. He looked up. "You have a brother," I said. "His name is Daniel. He lives in Vermont. He's forty years old and he grows tomatoes and he listens to Johnny Cash and he's been waiting without knowing he was waiting." Julian stared at me. I told him about Daniel. He didn't say anything for a long time after I finished. Then he looked at the cloth rabbit in his hands. "Richard," he said. "Richard has a lot to answer for. To both of us."

“But, um, do I owe you an apology too?” “Yup,” Daniel says, giving me an exaggerated nod. “You made me have a really weird talk with my dad. About Johnny Depp.” “What?” I ask, baffled but pleased. “I’ll fill you in,” Jerome sighs, putting a hand out to me, which I take. “Danny,” he says, nodding towards the lounge chairs, “go lay down for a second. I’ll be over in a little bit.” Daniel narrows his eyes at Jerome now. “Don’t boss me ‘round,” he mutters, but he does as Jerome suggests, walking over to the lounge chairs and flopping down in one, closing his eyes peacefully.

Taine asked. "What are you doing here?" I questioned. "Do u know her?" The little boy asked him, and Taine nodded his head at him. "Yay!" The little boy squealed, ran up to me and threw his arms around me. "Daniel calm down. You are going to scare her." Taine laughed. "Umm... Hi Daniel. I'm Jane." I told him, and he smiled up at me. "My name is Daniel, I'm 5 years old and I'm also Taine's brother." He stated proudly.

This must be about his offer to help me, the one where I tell everyone that I lied and he stops the hate. Pulling my eyes away, I bring them to Daniel whose jaw is clenched at whose fists are balled up, ready to be thrown around. "What was that about?" Jana asks, looking confused. "What would Harrison want?" Daniel looks to me, joining everyone else. I know he is being good, not charging over to Harrison and punching his face in. It is clear that he is upset by his presence, angry and struggling to keep cool. I want to thank him. "I don't know," I mumble, "maybe the kid went to the wrong person."

Jaxon turned his attention back to me, his expression unreadable. “Riley,” he began, his voice softer now but still holding that authoritative edge, “we need to talk.” “I don’t think we do,” I replied curtly, crossing my arms over my chest. Jaxon exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. “I know what you saw, and I need you to understand—” “What is there to understand?” I snapped, cutting him off. “You were kissing him. It’s not rocket science.” “It’s not what you think,” Jaxon insisted, his tone growing more frustrated. “Daniel showed up unannounced. I had no idea he was coming to New York, let alone my office.”

To me, Daniel says, “Not you. I’m sure you’re lovely.” “She can be,” Owen says. “What’s this person’s name? Where do we find them?” “His name is Jonah, and he owns a club called The Underground. There are various classes of humans down there than what you’ll run into in St. James. You’re going to need disguises.” “Can you arrange that?” Owen asks. “And a car,” Daniel confirms with a nod. “I’ll have it covered.” “I knew I could count on you,” Owen says and claps Daniel on the back. To me, he says, “Daniel is one of my oldest, most loyal friends.”

I watched a soccer match to distract myself until the screen became a hazy blur. Harrison walked in much later, and behind him was a bulky-looking guy whose long hair was in a plait. After exchanging pleasantries with Harrison, he introduced the man as Daniel. "CJ, I want you to meet Daniel. He used to be Giovanni's ally," Harrison said. I remembered that Harrison mentioned that Daniel was tired of Giovanni's shit and wanted to expose him, but I didn't trust anyone. "What's in it for him?" I asked Harrison, not talking to Daniel.

ahhh Bastard: da… Daniel Aiden: I raised my brow in a question manner. Daniel: Xavier’s son.. Rem3mber you fucker. Aiden: but I have killed him and his whole family how come you are alive.? Daniel: when you killed my family, I was there hiding but one of your men came and stabbed me in the stomach. He thought I died so he left but I was alive and breathing. Aiden: you are not his son, because I had burned the whole mansion and none of his family survived.

Smiling, the man rubbed his chin and stared at the sky as if in thought. “ Why don’t you lean back and relax. I am about to delve into a little bit of history here. You might as well know the truth about yourself.” Daniel said nothing. Noticing Daniel's attention, the man began. “Once upon a time in a boring little city, there lived a good doctor who was know to be indispensable and efficient. Dr Joseph Johnson.” “ My father?” Daniel interrupted. His mother had shown him pictures of his father since he was little and the only other information he had received was his name.

“Come on dad, just let me try one time. One sparring session with Alpha Daniel. Please?” Jaxson stands there contemplating whether he should let his youngest spar with his nephew and just let him learn this lesson on his own and see if this will teach him to take his time with training. When he looks over between Daniel and John and they give him a nod in approval and when John links Jaxson to give him a shot, Jaxson sighs in contempt and looks back to his little twin, the only son he has and the boy who could be his twin if he were older.