Public Enemies Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

Tobias went to confirm that Charlie had really died, then he howled to signal that the fight was over. “ Well…that was…anti climatic” Danny mumbled while brush the dirt of his shirt, but I could see him shaking. I gave him a big hug. Danny wiggled, “Oh my goddess! Get off! You said you would come back, but I almost watched you die, idiot!” He shoved me away scowling, suddenly acting like he wasn’t begging me to escape with him a while back. I saw Phoenix tense up from the corner of my eye, I gave him a look. I will not let him attack my brother.

The nickname gave it away. I turned around to see Danny strutting towards us. He exuded confidence as he walked, his presence alerting boys to grab onto their girls. Heck, they'd have to grab onto themselves to keep from running into his arms. His brown eyes twinkled as he shot 'hand-guns' with a click of his tongue in every single direction, looking every bit as dim as he was.

“Well, that’s about it. Nothing more to know.” She snorted back at her. “Liar. I saw what you did to those other guys. What did you do to freak them out so much?” Dannie grinned part in satisfaction and in part to try and freak her out. “I have that effect on people. I can walk into a room and people back away or try to kick my ass as if to prove to themselves I’m not a threat to them.” Dannie decided to keep the part about her being an empath to herself.

“I’m Danny, who are you?” The memory of his parents’ death flew back to him. “My family,” he choked, “They’re gone.” “They weren’t wolves,” a female whispered. “Look at his blue eyes!” “But he’s one of us,” a male quickly countered. “You saw him.” “Smell him.” The boy named Danny held up his hand. “We’ve heard of this happening.” To Darrell, he asked again, “Who are you? What’s your name?” He felt the cold earth under his palms as he supported himself, sitting up. “Darrell Grey.”

**** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed meeting the characters of the ‘Unseen Enemy’ series. The stories will continue in ‘Enemy Outside’ (Unseen Enemy #2), which focuses on Dallas and Olivia, and which is available here on GoodNovel. I also invite you to visit my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

It seems the kid had learned some caution, at least. “Boss?” Danny’s voice was young, and uncertain. “You wanted to see me?” I turned slowly, letting him sweat for a moment. He was twenty, maybe twenty-one. Scrawny. And very nervous. This was the kid who’d let Rylan escape a week ago. “Come here,” I said. Danny approached like he was walking to the gallows. His hands were shaking. I let the silence stretch, watching him squirm. Then I smiled. “Good work.”

“Alive how?” “Like it remembers things.” Dante frowned. “Memories?” “No.” Aiden swallowed. “Echoes. Events that happened here. A collapse… a fight… a lot of fear.” Dante exhaled softly. “Great. A haunted canyon. Exactly what we needed.” Aiden nudged him. “You’re not helping.” “I’m keeping us grounded,” Dante said. “If I don’t crack a joke we’re both going to start panicking.” Aiden smiled faintly. “It’s working.”

He plasters a barely noticeable quirk on his face. I pull myself together and straighten my shoulders. This pulls at my injured side and ruins the effect entirely. "Where am I?" I ask. "Who are you and how…?" I gestured to the bed,"...did I find myself here?" He uncrosses his ankle and sits forward while resting his forearms on his knees. "My name is Zac Arden," he said. "You are in White Fang territory." White Fang. I widen my eyes. White Fang? The enemy's territory? Oh no!

Damon The kid’s name was George and he became my shadow. Darwin spent a week in the infirmary healing his broken facial bones but from that day onwards everyone steered clear of me and the kid. Everyone knew I was an Enforcer and within two weeks even the warriors left me alone to do my own thing. The only people that talked to me was Enzo and George. “So what are you going to do when you get out?” he asked me one morning during breakfast. “Go home,” I said as I watched a new group of prisoners being escorted into the dining hall.

It was like tremendous energy flowing through my veins. “I thought you…could control it.” Danny muffled, it was surprising that in the middle of danger and in the corner of death, he was still humorous…stupidly humorous. “Well…good thing you can't.” He muffled again, this time with more force, like he was struggling to survive. I charged towards whoever or whatever that had Danny, but they vanished. I paused, and turned around, only to find someone up in the air, pouncing on me.