Blood Sweat And Heels Daisy Novels & Stories

That's when my body forcefully shifts back, and hurl. 'Side effects. You don't remember how to control it.' My chest hurts so fucking bad, Cecil. 'I'm sorry. Get into the lake, you're heating up.' Are you fucking insane? This is the dead man's lake. I'm fucked for even being here. Something sharp jams into my ankle, and my feets give up tryitot hold me. I turned to see if anyone was around and found someone dressed in all black standing only a mile away. My fingers struggle to reach for the bead, and tugged at them. Hoping Dell can come to my rescue. Because I'm blacking out.

He questioned back, standing still in shock. I felt a burst of water drop from underneath me and another pain shoots through me. "Amar", I screamed again and again and again. **** Daisy's POV I was in my robe as I got out of the bathroom. I woke up with nausea and rushed to the bathroom to vomit. After I was done vomiting almost all I ate the day before, I took my bath.

I leaped forward as fast as I could and broke into Daisy’s room. “Daisy!!! Daisy!! What are you Daisy?!! Daisy please whew are you?!!! Daisy!!x I yelled, limping through the room, and throwing every curtain aside. I was a fixated on finding her, I didn’t notice the trail my blood was making. The deep cut on my leg.

I finally manage to talk him off the ledge he hung himself on, and shift back, quickly making my way to our mate, who is waiting for us. Standing outside our door I take a deep breath and Daisy scent washes over me, but it is mixed with another scent, Sandalwood. That’s what she said I smell like to her, why would our room carry my scent? I haven’t spent any time in there yet. Curious, and with my nerves pulled taut as a drum, I push open the door without knocking and peek inside, there she is, pacing a hole in the carpet, a flickering light draws my eyes to some candles, that must be where the scent is coming from.

2. Before Aimee knew it, she was wearing a dress made by the Arachnids and waiting inside the back door for a signal to begin the walk down the aisle to her own personal forever. Beside her, holding flowers she hadn't even known existed was the Luna of Howling Warriors and the Vampyre Queen with dresses the color of a tropical ocean.

Her free spirit works for me. We’re going out to dinner and Shelby is bitching because she can’t find her purple scarf to accent her yellow skirt. “I know, boy,” I tell Daisy with a nice pat on his head. “Your mom is bonkers, but we love her anyway.” Daisy whines, which is his way of agreeing. “Found it,” she yells from the back of the house. She comes out with the scarf around her head. The long tails of material hang to her waist. Her curly hair is barely controlled. She’s beautiful. I peer downward and see ballerina slippers covering her feet.

Daisy cried TBC

***Daisy’s POV.*** I reached the hospital and parked my car. I get out and walk as slowly as a snail in my heels. I have to stop wearing them, otherwise I can fall down. No. I will start wearing walking shoes, which would be good for gripping souls. I reach the cabin and open it to see the doctor is with someone. I turn to leave when Theo says, “Daisy, you are finally here. Come in.” I look at Theo for a full minute and ask, “Why are you wearing this?”

"Daisy, I’m not leaving you alone." "I can manage, seriously. The exit is right there." She pointed down the hall to a lighted exit sign, hung above a double door. "Ben is right out there, isn’t he?" Brett leaned his shoulder into the wall and crossed his arms. Worn out on her bid to make him see reasons with her, she threw up hands. "Fine then. Have it your way." "You’re learning, Sunshine," he said with a smile. Muttering under her breath, Daisy went into the bathroom and eased herself. As she washed up at the sink, she looked into the mirror and winced. I had raccoon eyes from sweating so damn much and her pupils were dark and dilated.

In its place—shriveled, dark skin. Over my heart, claw marks. Deep. Bone showing. Black pus leaked from the wounds. The smell of rot filled the car. "I was ambushed by a vampire. Silver poison. It's already in my bones." I looked out the window, voice light. "The healer said one month. Starting today, twenty-eight days left." Daisy covered her mouth. Shock wrecked her face. Tears spilled fast. Her hand shook as she reached for the wound—then stopped. "How... how did this happen? You were the strongest Beta she-wolf."