Paulina Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

Most witches weren't great fans of werewolves, and they liked to keep to themselves, much like we did. "Can you get me a contact number?" I asked, and Daniel nodded, reaching into his back pocket and passing me a crumpled-up note, the cream-colored paper covered in leaked ink. "This is all I could get out of her, but I'm sure you can be more persuasive than me." Thanking Daniel, I offered him a small smile before he left me in peace, and I unfolded the small piece of paper from my hand. Paula Bates. 275 777 331

Inwardly, Sena felt relieved because she didn't say anything to Paul. "I'm Sena, the future wife of Mr. Dannie." Paul nodded his head and shook Sena's hand. He then invited Sena to his room to discuss Dannie's current condition. Sena briefly glanced at Dannie before following Paul. He still closed his eyes tightly, making Sena wonder if everything that happened just now was just a hallucination? Maybe she was feeling too much guilt until she imagined that Dannie had woken up from his coma.. *** What a tiring day!!!

*** THE YEAR 2019 Danny was still howling over the seat as Paul dazed back to reality while Jane was calling her through the phone. "Yeah. You should call him right now," Paul mumbled as the last verse of the song had been stated over the speakers. Jane nodded at the other end of the line and said that she should be doing it right now. Paul laid down his cell phone over his hips and he saw how his son's cell phone lit up over the table. Danny quickly picked up his cell phone and saw that the one who was calling him was his nanny.

“And I’m not asking for it back. I know you spent it. Probably fast.” Paulina tilts her head, her smirk turning sly. “By the way, since we’re on the subject; heads up. That chatty maid of yours with the tiny voice? Anita? Yeah. She’s your mole. She’s the one who sent me those pictures and videos from that night you and Dorothy hooked up—” she pauses, eyes glittering, “—or should I say, made out, in the villa garden patio.” I don't flinch. “I already know,” he says flatly.