Phantom Planet Danny Novels & Stories

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

A ghost. “Damon…” he stopped short, chest heaving. “It’s Carter. I don't know how to explain it, Damon.” My body locked before the words were even fully spoken. I waited for what he was going to say, not wanting to come to assumptions, not wanting to think that my best friend was betraying us, that my beta was betraying us. “What about him?” I asked, though my gut already churned. “What are you saying, Ethan? Speak loudly and clearly for me to understand.”

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

“Mr. Miller is still attending to some business, Miss Kim.” “Please, just call me Ivy.” “I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Danny replied at once, shaking his head. “It wouldn’t feel right.” “I’m not your boss,” she muttered in exasperation. Danny didn’t respond this time. The rest of the ride passed in silence, giving Ivy too much room to think. Who exactly is Joshua Miller?

said Danny, “you’re a very important guy, Donatello Vitore. You own half of New York. I saw the article about you on Forbes. Those Eco-Friendly apartments that your building are going to be the way of the future.” I glanced at my father and raised an eyebrow. “You’re building Eco-Friendly apartments?” “Yes,” he said, “I’m not such a villain after all, am I?” I shook my head. “You’re doing the bare minimum.” I wanted to get another dig in, instead I turned my attention to Danny. “Mr. Fox, could I interest you in a dance when we get inside?” Danny smiled. “Hell yes, you most definitely can. What’s your name?”

– Elliott. Danny started laughing, which for him was one guffaw followed by a shake of the head on a low, lingering chuckle. He stared at the screen and dried himself off with the enormous towel, thinking about what he wanted to do. Bending over, he typed the best idea he’d ever thought of. Leaving town for a few days. Going to the woods. The phone is dead. I’ll be fine. Don’t wait up. – D He waited for the responses he knew would bounce back immediately. His packmates didn’t let him down.

**** THE YEAR 2019 **** "Danny," Jane muttered on her phone as she glanced at the hallways and wondered where did Stan and her son go. She sighed as she saw that Danny answered her call. Danny sniffed loudly over the cell phone as Jane smiled sadly and leaned back on the bench. She was listening to the song as he heard Danny called out to her. Jane smirked as he saw a resemblance on Danny with his father, her first love.

Jonathan stood at the cemetery, his hands buried deep in his pockets. Geoffrey had just placed fresh flowers on the grave. Jonathan stared at the engraved name: “Danny Golden.” He watched a small ant crawl up the cold concrete. A memory flickered in his mind like an old film reel. He traveled back to a time when Danny was still alive. He had been a lively, cheerful man, and Jonathan’s father had loved him for his positive spirit. His father often said Danny was the reason he never gave up on his dreams; it was Danny's words that had helped bring the Walter building to life.

Ah Ko said to them . " Yes , it's true . This few days Gray , Danny and Shawn keep calling us to have breakfast in their room . " Well , I heard Danny is an orphan but his grandfather is wealthy and they came from a root in Beijing . He is the only son of his late parents . They died in the accident when he is seven . His grandparents love him alot although he had many elders cousin brother and the Koh's mall is belong to his grandfather . Every morning the butler will send so many breakfast for him ." Ah Heng who stay in one room with Danny , Gray and Shawn tells them .

You need to get here ASAP and bring Danny he's the only one who could hold Titan down. "oh shit." I muttered "What?" Danny asked. "So don't flip out and remember you can't have pups with me if you kill me." I began "What?" he asked cutting me off mid sentence. "Here." I gulped handing over my phone. He read the text and anger flashed in his eyes. He was about to speak when another text pinged on my phone and he read that. " Sasha open a ghost road now." he growled. "Okay but you need to put on shorts." I gulped