Valerie Grey Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

Valerie paced about her room as she thought about her recent findings. Alexei Perez was Dante Perez’s Son, she knew him only as Dante and was never interested in his last name. She should have known. She picked up her phone to dial Nathan. FLASHBACK “Nice to meet you—“ Dante’s voice pierced through her mind, interrupting her thought as he waited for her to complete his sentence by giving her name. “Valerie.” She smiled as she extended her hand to him, she was starting to feel uncomfortable and uneasy already but that was not something she wanted Alexei to see.

Valerie asked as she stood up and walked towards the fridge, as if to avoid the conversation. “We all know you are humorous. But that was not real. That was a bit_I don’t know... extra?” Gracie explained. “What’s wrong with me being happy?” Valerie asked. “Nothing wrong with you being happy. Except you were just a little too happy,” Gracie hinted. “And what is that supposed to mean?” Valerie asked. Gracie walked closer to her and looked straight into her eyes. “Are you using, Valerie?” Gracie asked. Valerie scoffed. “Are you nuts? Can you hear yourself talk?” Valerie denied, avoiding Gracie’s eyes.

Or that my initial suspicion about him as my phantom was indeed correct. “I’m going to meet Damon tonight,” I said, and if my phantom will not show up while I am with Damon, then it could lend credence to my theory. Nancy nodded and then stood up. “Alright. Good luck with that and please be safe. I just came here to check on you, and I’m glad I did.” “Thank you.” With that, she left my office, but not without blowing me a kiss and wink before she closes the door. ****

What was she doing showing up here in the middle of the night? Damon spoke with a scowl. "Ms. Weir, if you're sick, I can call the psych ward for—" Before he could finish, Valarie slapped him across the face and glared at him. "Damon, I don't know how you got your memory back, but you're not innocent when it comes to Nyla's death. How dare you find someone who looks like her, keep her by your side, and even let her use Nyla's name?!" she demanded.

She followed him in with the quiet grace of someone who’d been taught to move in a man’s presence. “This is Valerie,” Nickolai announced, nonchalantly, as though he were offering me another bottle of wine. “She’s here to keep you warm. And I know, I know you said no distractions. But I refuse to accept that, Damien. You’re in my domain, and I choose to give you a treat.” “Valerie, darling,” he gestured with a lazy flick. She stepped forward, fingers reaching for the knot of her gray silk robe. With a single tug, the fabric slipped away.

She was always in love with this man. Valerie glared at Damien, she already made it clear to him that they were over. Nothing was going to happen between them but Damien wasn't the kind of man who would take No for an answer. He would not give up till he gets what he wants and right now, he wants Valerie Carnegie.

She pushed herself off the door, and started walking back towards the elevator, when it dinged and Damien Rothwell stepped out. She froze again. "Valerie!" Damien called in surprise. He was looking handsome in black pants and a navy vintage shirt. His face was filled with smiles on seeing her. "What a wonderful surprise." "Damien," she said, forcing a smile. "I should have known Dante would invite all of New York." "Looks like it." he replied with that charming grin. Then his expression grew more serious as he studied her face. "I've been trying to reach you, actually. Did your assistant deliver any of my messages to you?"

"We'll depend on this one, time, then. Grey said. Without saying goodbye, Nicollas was picked up by Grey, took, his back, being pulled, as he climbed the wooden steps towards the second floor, when Grey slammed the doors, pulling him to his room, closing the bedroom door - This is Valentina Fritz. Gray said. -Come on? Nicollas said. - I've heard that you get comfortable when a woman sucks your cock while, you get used to having your ass eaten. Gray said. - What's it like? Nicollas sneered... Could it be that man has spread it, quite possibly? At that time, he spoke. "You're sure, you're trying to figure out if you like what Darlan did to you. - This is my partner Valentina, she works in bidd

" grrrr, grrr, grrr, …Valerie groaned and retaliated with all her might but she couldn't give him the punch that could match up the type that was given to her, for she was still a girl after all. And all the punch she managed to give was blocked by him. She struggled with him, but Grayson wouldn't give up and unfortunately for her, there was nobody at home. So nobody came to her rescue, for nobody could hear her scream or shout. Shortly after she Succeeded in getting up from the ground, Grayson threw her down. He pinned her down that she could not even move her hands. This was not the first time she was fighting with Grayson, but this one was different, she knew Grayson had sealed all her po

The sound of snarling and screaming filled the small room until I couldn’t tell one from the other. And then, silence. Damon stood in the center of the carnage, his fur dark with blood, his chest heaving. Valerie was gone. She’d slipped out during the fight. Disappeared into the darkness. “Damon” He shifted back. Crossed the room. Pulled me into his arms. “I’ve got you,” he said. “I’ve got you.” “Valerie” “Gone. But not far.” He pulled back. Looked at my face. At the blood on my lip, the bruise on my cheek, the rope burns on my wrists. “Did she hurt you?”