Public Enemies Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

If there was one thing I vowed, as a Luna I would never have my pack live in fear of their leaders, not like Alpha Westley did, they would never go hungry or suffer sleepless nights due to my actions, and while I itched to get to my mate I forced myself to take a moment while Greyson was talking with one of the other fighters. “What’s your name?” I asked the man, wondering if I would still remember it in a few months, and vowing to try. “Danny.” He uttered seeming wary and I nodded. “Are you injured Danny?” “No Luna, just a few scratches.” He stated and I weighed that for a moment before continuing. “Thank you.” “What for?” “For fighting. For keeping your pack safe.” I stated and watched as

And yet, he never once defended himself. It is as if he enjoys being feared. "Hi Danny!" I chirp and wave at him. Danny looks at me wide eyed and grunts. "Don't call me, Danny." Thomas gives me a warning glance as if to tell me I shouldn't talk to Danny. What do they think will happen if I talk to him? Is he going to murder me? "That's your name, isn't it?" I wink. "The name is Daniel. And don't fucking talk to me."

HENRICO ZATTANI I almost blew it. I forgot for a while that I was at the damn party to watch and learn more about the enemy, but I ended up sharing glasses of tequila and fraternizing, it was so natural that I didn't realize it's making it easier and relaxing, in jail keeping on alert is what keeps you alive , it's not the guards who are there to supposedly watch over us and "protect", much less their saddle partners, the only reliable person in that environment is yourself, so I never relaxed and trusted.Well, until yesterday.

He smiled too much, but it was the smile of a snake in the grass ready to bite. "Last I heard you were in the Navy." Johnny nodded toward Danny. "Look at the kid go." Danny had his tongue stuck out one side of his mouth, lining up a shot. He sank balls, lined up another shot, and systematically cleaned the table. "He working for you?" Marco asked. There was no sense in beating around the bush. "Danny? No, he doesn't work for anyone." Johnny rocked forward on one foot.

Danny suddenly said from his place across me in the burger place. "Not done with what?" I asked. "We're not done with our revenge on Mr Connor." He said and I stared t him like he had grown two heads. "We still have to do something more to him. We can't let him go just yet, and I have the perfect plan for it." Danny smiled sinisterly, while running his hands together, like villains in cartoons. I stared at him and sighed before laughing a little. What kind of friend do I have? There was really no hope for him.

As stupid as it sounds, we went back to the place the big boss tipped me over. Yeah, the base of the fallen ones, a graveyard of a war long done, but apparently not done enough for us. The handler was right. If Adam Moretti’s name had resurfaced, and if Daisy’s clan was dragged into this again, this place was the only place we could start. Still didn’t change the fact that being back here felt like walking into an enemy’s bait.

About Rain sleeping in his room with her notebook on the shelf and her mother's photograph on the windowsill and her wolf still becoming what it was going to be. He picked up his phone. Called Cole. Cole answered immediately. "I need you," Damien said quietly. "Now. My office." "On my way," Cole said. No questions. Just — on my way. Damien set the phone down. He looked at the city. He had faced enemies before. Had built an empire on the foundation of loss and come out the other side. Had faced Harlan and Rook and Marcus and everything that had come with all of them. But this was different.

He smirks as he disappears. “Oh, you will know how much of a real man he is soon enough.” Danny says as he walks away and grabs a woman who screams. I struggle against my restraints as Dane appears. He is huge, buzzed hair cut, with grey eyes. He is packed with muscles he is bulky. Every step he takes is with purpose. He is dangerous. But he is stupid. All that muscle and nothing in his head. “Angel Moretti. It is so nice to finally meet you. We are going to have so much fun together.” I snort on a laugh.

Transforming back to monstrosity, I howled as a go signal and we dashed forward, determine to win this battle. Dana leaped towards me and we both collided in the air before landing back to the surface in a split second. Our pack tried their best to push back our enemies as Gwen and Cayde ran ahead of us along with Enzo. As the light slowly travelled away from us, I looked over my shoulder, seeing Dana with a smirk on her face, one of her arms was partially shifted into a monstrous form. I gritted my teeth when I realized that she managed to scratch me on my shoulder. But that confirmed it, she was no hybrid but she was stronger than any of her underlings. That was expected of the foundation

Xander stood by his side, both were looking worriedly at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he called back at Mordecai. “You’re just messing with my head.” Dorin’s eyes widened. The people moving towards Dorin fell to the ground, the air knocked out of them. “Now, we continue.” Dorin faced Mordecai once more. He had always loved fighting strong opponents. It means he could let it all out and fight with his real strength, but with his id now in his Phasma core, he was able to calm himself as he continued the duel.