Leigh Daniel Avidan Novels & Stories

“H-Hi. I d-didn’t s-see you.” He smiled and extended his hand. “I’m Daniel, Adrian’s best friend.” I shook his hand nervously, staring at his brown eyes and sharp nose. He looks a little bit familiar, but I shook that thought off immediately. “I I’m Isabelle.” Ugh, why am I such a weirdo? Daniel pulled his hand back. “You’re meeting Adrian’s mother today. Act like you’ve known Adrian for a long time. Be clingy, affectionate, and convincing enough that she believes you’re in a real relationship.” He said in a serious tone.

**Laila's POV** I stepped out of the company, needing a breath of fresh air and a brief respite from the constant chaos. The sun was warm on my face, but it did little to ease the storm brewing inside me. As I headed back towards the entrance, I caught sight of him—Daniel. My heart skipped a beat, not out of love or affection, but from the rush of anger that surged through me like wildfire. His usually confident demeanor was replaced with frantic movements. His tie hung loose, his hair disheveled, and his face was etched with desperation. He looked like a man clinging to the edge of a cliff, and I knew I was the one who had pushed him there.

“That’s never a neutral ‘oh.’” Elena looked up slowly. “It’s an invitation to Daniel’s wedding.” Silence. God. That definitely startled him. Daniel Hayes. One of Adrian’s oldest friends. One of the few people who witnessed their relationship through every ugly phase. Adrian leaned back thoughtfully. “Wow.” Exactly. Because years ago, Daniel openly told Adrian he thought the marriage would collapse permanently someday. Reasonably. Elena sat beside him slowly while rereading the invitation. Then softly: “He’s getting married.”

Daniel kept trying to start conversations with Elaine while Adrian watched him with the calm intensity of a predator evaluating prey. At one point, Daniel smiled politely toward Adrian. “And you are?” “Adrian Vale.” The color drained slightly from Daniel’s face. Ah. So he knew exactly who Adrian was. Interesting. Daniel recovered quickly. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” “I doubt that’s a good thing.” Elaine nearly choked on her coffee. Lily looked irritated immediately. Daniel forced a laugh. “You have quite the reputation.” Adrian’s expression remained calm. “So do you.” Silence.

"Then do your internal sensors trust the data file from your mom or the data file from your dad?" "My dad, I think. Because his system tracks as ten times nicer to my station," Daniel states firmly, nodding his head. "Because if Hayden’s dad was truly Ada Lube, there exists absolute zero mathematical way Hayden wouldn't want a legendary father like that asset! Ada Lube is totally amazing on the mountain! He stands as my ultimate lifetime idol!"

It was none other than Abbadon herself. “How dare you, expose this fight to a mere human. Then you have the audacity to raise your sword to my daughter. You and your son will be severely punished.” Most AODs were terrified of Abbadon, she stood 6’5 and had jet black hair. Her eyes were as red as blood. Daniel, however, was not. “Then come on with it.” Daniel said flatly. “Let’s get this over with.” His reaction only angered her more. She wanted him to cower, wanted him to beg for her mercy. She wanted to see the terror in his eyes. But there was none. Daniel had survived over a century in hell before conceding to Lucifer, Abbadon was nothing compared to that.

Eden and Regar's eyes then meet each other. "I know that his greedy character of knowledge has attracted him to the experiment. Obliterating it is certainly easy but... the doctor is also quite famous among the community, helping them as an image," Eden replied, has previously investigated about the attack that occurred in Dasford some time ago. How did he calm down, after Megan almost lost her life, because of Rogue attack experiments? "I think you're too busy breaking your curse, so it doesn't matter what happens in your domain or beyond," Daniel quipped, making Eden look sharp.

Now she watched him standing near the tablet while his mother’s initials hovered in the room like a question no one dared ask too loudly. He did not look broken. That almost made it worse. Broken would have been easier to understand. Daniel did not break. He contained. He absorbed. He placed pain in a locked compartment and kept speaking in complete sentences. Leah suddenly hated that he had learned how. Elaine adjusted the scan again, then stopped. “This image is too degraded to confirm the speaker’s face.” Daniel’s voice was flat. “But the caption says D.C.” “Yes.” “Could be Diana.” “Yes.”

And then he turned and looked out the window at New York going about its morning, indifferent as always, and did not say anything else for a while. Adrian kept his hand where it was. ----- Daniel called me at half past ten. “How is he?” I asked. “Better than anyone has a right to be at seven years old.” A pause. “He asked me to tell you thank you.” I stopped. “For what?” “He said, and I’m quoting exactly: ‘Tell Ava I know she’s been helping. She looks at my father like she’s trying to fix something. I think she might be.’ End quote.” A brief silence. “He wanted you to know he noticed.”

he looked like he was in deep thought as a guard approached him and handed him a tablet. "Liam, do you love your job?" He turned and the guard immediately retrieved the tablet and stepped back. "Well, I will generalize it then. No one under any circumstance should hit my wife, I get pissed when people touch what's mine. Also, Jayden, tell your co-worker, Daniel that I gave him a surprise. Same as you." Just then Daniel was working in... "Prince Aiden?" He called and fainted on the spot. "Oh poor little rabbit." Aiden simply said and stood up, using the bridge of his shoe to tap Daniels's unconscious body while Daniel jerked up like he had just been resurrected.