Spy Ninja Daniel Novels & Stories

She questioned her sight as she spotted someone who bore a striking resemblance to Daniel. He possessed striking handsomeness, standing tall with a strong physique reminiscent of Daniel's. He wore a sleek black coat, matching trousers, and military-style boots, emanating a commanding presence. His neatly groomed short hair added to his allure, giving him a touch of charm. What truly distinguished him were his eyes—beautiful, deep, and bright. Daniel approached and retrieved the ice from his colleague. With a grin, he said, "This stash could land someone a hefty sentence." Sienna's certainty grew as he heard his voice. It was unmistakably Daniel. Overcome with shock, she trembled uncontrollab

I'm gripping onto my thighs so tightly that it's the only thing grasping me to reality "Daniel p-p-please" I beg I don't even know for what but I'm definitely begging. I need to find my release. I need to scream. I need to make noises something anything "Oh I'm down here Mr. Babanin eating my girlfriend out," Daniel says and my eyes widen. No, he didn't. I hear Mr. Babanin chuckle sounding almost pleased by Daniel's answer "That a boy," he says and Daniel winks at me. My mouth drops open in shock

Luna was very tired of dealing with Yeni. "I can't!" Yeni refused, not wanting to hear it. "Now, or—" "It's useless." That deep, cold voice made Yeni and Luna both turn to its source. Daniel. With his badboy look and firm face, any woman would fall into his arms, mesmerized. "Useless how?" Yeni asked, very weakly, as if surrendering when Daniel brought news that hadn't been delivered yet, even though it would surely disappoint her heart today. Yeni wasn't ready for that to happen.

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.

Daniel runs a hand through his mud-brown hair, which needs cutting, before smiling. “Shit, you look different, Irin,” he says in a thick voice. Daniel is a year older than I am, and when he was tested for his power last year, he found himself to be a very powerful wolf. It's next in line to be beta if someone dies, which would be very important for an orphaned child. Either way, he's free of this place, and who knows, he might even be my partner. A small part of me hopes so, because Daniel is my best friend and it would be so easy to spend my life with him. I'm not sure it would be romantic since I've never seen it that way. He's cute in a rustic way, so I guess we could figure it out.

They had planned this together, practiced together, probably laughed together about how they would use it to kill her. "I should have done this in the ceremonial hall," Daniel said, his voice cold. "But watching you suffer a little first was worth the wait." The green light intensified, forming into sharp points like daggers hanging in the air above Miranda's prone body. She tried to move, to crawl away, but Sasha's paralysis spell still held her limbs frozen. She could only lie there and watch as Daniel prepared to end her life. The daggers dropped. A blur of silver-grey crashed through the boutique window.

"Pfft! Stop joking and just tell us what actually happened!" Rolling his eyes, Danial leaned in closer, his voice dropping slightly. “Fine. Here’s what happened. First, I had a sparring session with Elysia, and yeah, I managed to land a hit on her.” Leonard nodded. “Yeah, we know that already. Everyone does.” “Wait, wait, it gets better,” Danial continued. “After that, I spent some time perfecting a technique called Hellfire, and long story short, the librarian, Marvin Law, accepted me as his disciple.”

“I don’t know what to do, but I don’t want to lose Christian,” *** Daniel stopped the car on the other side of London. It was an isolated place, and he stepped out looking around to confirm no paparazzi were around. He wore his black shade and hid himself under a grey hoodie, unaware that someone was keeping an eye on him. “Take your money,” Daniel gave some cash to a tattooed man, and he smirked at him. “My.. my… Daniel Knight, you were fast this time,” The tattooed man said. “I hope you are paying in full this time.”

Viscount Sheridan and his lovely bride would soon be begging for death, long before Samir would grant them such a mercy. * * * * * Hugo Waverly watched Samir Al Zahrani exit his private coach and continue on his way. A minute later, the coach door opened again and Daniel Sheffield ducked inside, seating himself across from Hugo. Daniel was his best man. The quickest, quietest, and deadliest of all the spies Hugo was in charge of for His Majesty. The man was only in his midtwenties, yet he'd been on more missions than any spy in England. Daniel swept off his hat. "Well, my lord? Did he take the bait?"

“I haven’t been to New York in my life.” “Me coming to the Philippines was my first time stepping foot here.” I need him by my side. I need someone who I can trust. “Natasha doesn’t know about our friendship, you can be our secret weapon. I promise to pay you generously.” “Now you’re just being selfish,” Daniel muttered. “You want me there not because you need me, but because you think I’ll be a perfect spy for you.”