Pandora Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t

I only nodded in response, unable to breath a word. "Beta Daniel let's go into my office and talk further." He insisted and left me all alone in the room for a few seconds before the friendly doctor came bustling in with a smile on her face and plate of food in her hands. My stomach grumbled loudly at the sight of food. I hadn't realised I was absolutely starving. "Luna, I hope you are satisfied with this selection of sandwiches. You need your energy." I wasn't sure how I felt about being called Luna but I guess it was something that I was going to get used to eventually.

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

It was war smelling the mate bond. I thought the bond was dead. “You smell like power now,” he growled. “Like storms and the moonlight. What really happened to you?” I stood tall, refusing to hide my body. “I survived. I was what you tried to kill.” Damon’s jaw dropped. For the first time, I felt pain appear right in his eyebrows. “I was wrong, Annie. Cassandra lied to me. I only allowed pride and fear to make me throw away the best thing in my life… my coming Luna.”

"If you don't learn to mind your business and stop meddling in my private affairs, I'll make you join Douglas at the dungeon. I think that's best for you." I've never been so irritated as this before, what is happening to Douglas didn't come a quarter in pissing me as this. "It's because of Douglas I chose the prison sector and I'll get him out before your very eyes!" "What makes you…" Pandora rose up in great annoyance like she was gonna pull me down. My enchanting power came over me just as Pandora rose to shift and attack me in her vampire form. She had started shifting but I, fast as much as possible held her forehead with my right hand and the left went to her chest. She sank down. In a

Danny was now balancing on a tight rope, one wrong move and his ending would be inevitable. Danny drew his lower lip between his lip as he thought for a moment, before a look of sheer determination transformed his face. “If that’s what it takes,” he gave Nate a sharp nod, “then I will do it. Before me is my Queen, not Skylar. I want to prove my loyalty to you, Luna.” His eyes bored into mine, allowing me to observe the sincerity in them. Nate abruptly clapped his hands together. “Excellent. Maddie?” Maddie shuffled forward whilst rummaging in her pocket, before pulling out the now familiar clear vial. Danny’s eyes surveyed the pink liquid as he took the vial from Maddie’s grasp, before he ga

DAMIEN I had noticed her the moment she was dragged into the throne room. Even in chains, the daughter of a criminal, Rosalia Muller commanded attention—not with the practiced grace of our court ladies, but with something far more intriguing. Her dark red hair caught the light filtering through the stained glass, creating a halo of crimson around her face. There was a wild beauty in her desperation, in the way she held herself despite everything crumbling around her.

Anna asked, waiting for more. Sandra leaned in. "He's a thief." She whispered. Anna's eyes widened slightly, "Why do you say so?" "Rumours are running around in the maid quarters. Dan stole 6 billion from Lord Xandros and ran away with it. No one thought he would have used it to build a place like Abaddon and then, he gave it to Candy to supervise it. The man who fled with him was the man Lord Xandros unalived that night."

Now the order sat between us with the quiet weight of an Alpha's command. His gaze did not waver. I turned the page. 'The Scarlet Raven may know Pandora carries the blood of the Moon Goddess. They may call her the Goddess of War because I have permitted it. They will never know the name Lunaria whispered over her cradle. Polycaste belongs to the celestial realm. Pandora belongs to me.' Disgust tightened my stomach. "That is why the Raven never connected the arena fighter to me," I said. "They were searching for Pandora Seitz," Faolan replied. "A dead Alpha. Not a nameless fighter calling herself Polycaste."

Pasha said with a proud smirk lacing his wrinkled face and looked at Maya, who glanced at him once. “Hold your horses, grandpa!” Danny interrupted his daydreaming. “What?” Pasha’s neck snapped back at Danny. “She thinks she is my plaything.” Danny chuckled. It was the first time in his life that he was genuinely interested in a woman, but she was treating him like a plaque and running away from him. “Is she not?” Pasha asked leisurely, breaking Danny’s trail of thoughts. “What?” He asked, clueless. “Is she not your plaything?” Pasha asked again, and Danny flared in anger.