Sonic X Danny Novels & Stories

Enrico and Evelyn are surprised to see him unknowingly Evelyn drops Dion crawling toward stunned Danny. "Papa!" Dion uttered giggling and slapping Danny's feet. Danny collapsed and the last word he heard was their screams. He was overwhelmed and suffocated. Anyone who would be in his shoes will not just collapse.

I’m just about to make it to him when I see him smirking, something inside me snaps and I almost can’t hold Sapphire back but manage to push her back enough to keep control. Making sure my claws don’t come out I start running towards him now, like a forcefield around me there’s a clear path being made in front of me, allowing me to get to him faster. I’m the one smirking now as I’m right in front of dear old dad. “Daughter..” he says in a sing-song voice. Sapphire and I cringe inwardly at the contentment he’s showcasing. The nerve of this guy. “Enough with the theatrics, Danny. You know what I’m here for,” I say emotionless.

“This job, with your father?” Urgh. Another one I regretted telling. I really should get better at keeping secrets. Once it slipped out, they never fucking forgot about it. “No,” I said. “Nothing to do with that prick.” “Pity,” he said. “Your father knows good business.” I looked at his friendly eyes, heavy brown with grey. Danny was South African, accepted by the locals slowly over the years, until he was now a piece of the Much Arlock furniture. “Where are you leaving us for?”

Sonic scratched the back of his head. “Let’s go” Ben got up and pulled Dana to the corridor. “What about when that lady comes back?” Dana whispered. “Sonic will deal with it!” Dana turned to look at Sonic, just in time to see him rolling his eyes. Sonic put his index finger to his lips to command silence and a warning by a cutthroat action with the thumb of his right hand complete with a menacing look once he realized that he was seen by Dana. Dana quickly turned her head back.

Me: I want you here inside in the next two minutes. Danny: Coming, bro. I ended the call chugging on my drink when someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned to spot Danny, and he sat on the barstool next to me and ordered his drink. He took the first sip. “So, where is your Indian bitch? I am dying to meet her!” He asked, his eyes roaming around, and finally stopped at someone. Before I could say something, he rose from the barstool and sprinted towards Mishka.

After looking at Harvey donning a calm look on his face, Danny casually took a deep breath without showing a hint of fear. He smiled faintly before quietly saying, “I have to admit, you’re quite a tough nut to crack! You’re pretty impressive… “But you’re destined to lose this fight. “You’re no match for me after all.”

It wasn't a big deal why people were throwing stones at Shania. “Travis, let's find the rat,” Danny said, turning to Travis. “Already on it,” Travis replied, showing Danny his iPad. Of course, Danny was going to make the person who did this suffer.

Danny was shirtless and his skin deliciously sweaty. His father couldn't resist him that evening either and after he'd made sure his father was satisfied, he had left the man asleep and decided to check on his son. He went into the boy's room but met an empty room then just as he was about to leave he heard him in his bathroom, moaning softly. Danny knew what he was doing and he smiled and resumed his walk back the way he came but he was stuck in his track when he heard the boy moan his name and then a much louder moan ripped from his throat and Danny knew he had reached his climax.

Though it did mean she was getting better at hiding her thoughts, and while I was proud of her for that, I wasn’t too happy that she was perfecting the skill on me. I was sitting at a table talking to Xander when I saw Danny, one of the prime minister’s sons, approach Jillie. She had been standing talking to Alyx and Mina. Growing up, Danny had always been the biggest flirt I knew, even more significant than Xander, and that was saying something. I went back to listening to what Xander was saying but didn’t take my eyes off them. Danny placed his hand on the small of Jillie’s back, and before I could stop myself, a low growl escaped my lips. I went to stand, only to have Xander place a hand

Danny was quiet for some time, deep in thought. “That fucking bastard.” He muttered the frustration clear on his face. “Tell me about it.” I mumbled too. “But don’t worry. I think I have a plan on how to save Xavier.” I said smiling at the idea. Danny frowned, his brows furrowing “You think you have a plan, or you know you have an actual plan that would work?” he asked making me grit my teeth. He knew how to be an asshole if he wanted to. “I do have a plan, but you’re going to have to trust me man. Do you think you can do that?”