Wallpaper Danielle Panabaker Novels & Stories

But the centerpiece of the apartment was the wall in the living room—our wall. Daniel had painted it himself, a vibrant mural of two figures standing side by side against a starry night sky. He called it our “couple wall,” a symbol of our journey together. I smiled every time I looked at it, remembering how he’d stayed up late, paint smudged on his cheek, meticulously bringing the design to life.

Maybe they could get past their history. I’m not getting any work done here, he thought and decided to clean himself up and go make the first move. *** Dani had decided today was the day the painting was going to get done. It was only slightly hotter than hell and that was better than hotter than the surface of the sun, so she thought she should take advantage of the cooler weather. Maggie had helped her pick out the color. It was a lovely light, gray-blue and she couldn’t wait to get it on the dark pine paneling that covered the hall.

“Late night. Forgive me.” We laughed and made space for her. She hugged me quickly, then winked at Gabe. “I brought backup sugar.”With everyone ready, we left the Noir Flame and split into two cars. Noah, Brandon, Gabe, and I in one; Amanda and Desmond in the other. Our first stop was the wallpaper store a sprawling warehouse nearly an hour away. Brandon and Gabe insisted it had the best selection, and I agreed the moment I stepped inside. Every interior decorator’s dream stretched before me: row upon row of textured, patterned, and earth-toned wallpapers.

I told Megan as I got out of the car followed by Megan before we locked the door and waited for her and luckily we didn't have to wait long because Daniella appeared from the side of the house. "So glad you guys could make it." She excitedly chirped as she made her way to us with a warm and excited smile lacing her red-painted lips. She looked as gorgeous as ever in a white dress with an empire design that cupped her breasts before flowing to just above her knees because of her protruding stomach that lifted it up a bit. A pair of brown sandals adorned her feet and showed off her toes which were painted in a seductive red just like her lipstick. Her black hair was pulled into a messy bun on

What was she doing here? “Laura! What’re you doing here? I mean–it’s too early-“ Daniella said immediately with surprise and confusion. I was on another side of the large kitchen so it was hard for her to notice me first. “Hold your horses, little girl. I’m not energetic in the mornings.” Laura rolled her eyes, leaning against the door frame she crossed her arms across her chest, the heavy chest flaunting through the low-cut V-neck blouse. She was not wearing any pants but a skirt that barely reached her kid thighs and heels that made her lean tall frame look heavenly good. I would never say this to her face, but she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever met.

She was always complaining, slowing everyone down. Jack, on the other hand, seemed to have endless patience and indulgence for her. "Alright. Let's see what's so heavy." He stopped the group, knelt, and opened Dakota's backpack himself. In front of everyone, she carefully pulled out her precious belongings, as if presenting a prized collection. There was a full set of luxury travel-sized skincare, a nearly unused oversized power bank, chips in every flavor, jelly, sour belts… and a heavy jar of peanut butter.

Molly had a single hand in Rachel's long blonde hair, cradling her head as they kissed softly. "Marie told me about that website that you let them put pictures of you on," Danielle said, leaning into Kelly. "Yeah, have you seen it?" she asked. Danielle smiled and nodded. "You're very beautiful," she whispered. "Thank you, but you're much prettier than me, kitten," she replied, causing Danielle to blush and shake her head. "Did you see all of the sets or just the preview picture of me on the front page?" Danielle looked over at her boyfriend for a second and then back at Kelly. "I made Conner purchase a subscription for us," she said. "I really like the session with you and the blonde, Brigit

[CONTINUATION] [Explicit content] Danielle was unsure why the alpha wanted her to get on the bed if he did not intend to catch her. The demand was absurd as much as his antics were regarding that dress. If Cyrus liked that dress or if it was even dear to him then why would he tear it himself? Danielle stepped back on the bed not knowing what he was trying to do or making her do at all.

She was just about to walk through the office doors. “Good morning, Danielle! You alright, darling?” I asked. Danielle was a gorgeous Sussex girl with hazel eyes, the cutest button nose, a curvy body, and a wonderful, goofy personality. Her dark brown -almost black- hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, and as she rotated to face me, her plump lips turned upward and parted, revealing a perfectly white set of teeth. “Alright, love. You?” she responded, grinning. “I’ve been better, but honestly, it’s nothing that seeing your pretty face can’t fix”, I said, holding my arms out for a hug.

Another woman, like Elena, might have been intimidated, but not Danielle, especially with everything she had and knew about the Hudson family. I was going to tell you, but I’ve been tied up with my tours, Danielle said, forcing herself to sound as confident as possible. She would be damned if she let Jane take any form of control or authority inside her own apartment, even though it was bought with Vale wealth. Jane only shrugged, still not turning to face her. “It’s a very nice place, regardless,” she said calmly. We should sit down, Danielle said. Even though she kept telling herself she wasn’t afraid, standing like that was beginning to make her uneasy.