Cosmos Daisy Novels & Stories

Caitlyn was saying, but the woman had hung up before Caitlyn attempted to exchange pleasantries. She sighed as she brought the phone down from beside her ears. "Do these people not care about other people's health? Are they forbidden from exchanging pleasantries?" She chuckled. She dropped her phone and picked up one of the dresses. She was going to select one to wear to the party. The first one she picked was a green dress. Its length went past her toes. It had a slit that began from her hips and had a very tiny sleeve. Her collarbones were beautifully on display when she wore the dress at Shirley's store.

I had the urge to pee and left for the restroom, when I came back I saw a blonde girl flirting with Jacob, smiling I givime him space with her as I went for another drink. "Would you love to dance?" I turned to see a cute hunk with hazel eyes and brown hair smile at me. "Of course." I smile back as he took me to the dance floor. "I'm Collins but my friends call me Colls. You look familiar if I may ask. Do you work at Adams group?" "Yes, I am Daisy and yes I do." I laugh not knowing why, I think it's the alcohol taking effect. I swayed to the beat as he fix his hands on my waist bringing me closer.

Daisy. POV. Today is mine and Taylor's wedding after six months he proposed me. Everything was going well and then I met 'The real Daisy'. I don't know how but she also got transmigrates into an orphan and she told me that after her death she stayed in the sould form for some years and somehow she got connected to Rosy . She told me that she is happy the way she is and looking at her family being so happy makes her feel contended. She also told me that she is angry at herself that she took her life so early but God gave jer the chance and gave her a new life and me the one who never wanted to die the life which she never cared for.

My words stop as I see Cal now notice she is wearing peepholes, his face is Oscar-worthy. “Nothing else. See you around.” Jake rushes off, and I walk through to Cal. He’s clearly struggling to concentrate with Daisy so close, and exposed. “Well?” I grin at him. “Blueprints look good. Just marking a few spots that need a few changes. Then, I will go back to the meeting.” He holds a highlighter in his hand. Smiling, I step behind Daisy. She is sitting on the corner of the paper. One leg lay across the desk and holding the paper, the open hanging down the desk to the floor. Her legs are wide open, and the costume she wears taunts me.

I demanded. “Daisy had a lot of difficulty deciding who she wanted to be with because she didn’t want to hurt either you or William. To remedy this, she asked the Goddess for a sign to help her choose.” Daisy has a kind heart. It was one of the reasons why I loved her. “Did she get a sign?” “Yes,” Adam answered. The Goddess sent a vision of something that happened to Daisy while she was in junior high school. But Diana and I have concluded she’s mistaken about who was involved.”

-I really…dislike this demon- "Well, whatever your opinion, is it possible to remove the alchemy?" "Possible? Yes, by you or them, no. The only person who can dilute the effects is Daisy." he smiled, "So your time to use it to your advantage is very minimal, but whatever...the next question...was..." -Daisy...- “Let’s see, who am I? I am a demon level mage, Artimus Zentsuji Mosaic. Call me Zen.”

He could’ve just called me up on stage. I let go of my doubts and sat in the front row as he asked. Jayden started speaking again, his voice strong. “Our new Luna is someone we all know well. A kind, loving, and brave soul—she is the most beautiful woman on this earth.” My cheeks turned red. I smoothed my gown, ready to walk up. “It’s none other than… Daisy Andre.” When I heard that, my shoulders sank, my face tightened. My smile disappeared, replaced by a frown.

Daisy entered in time with the music. She was wearing a black leather harness top that cupped her breasts from below, pushing them up into dramatic, oiled cleavage. A matching black lace thong was all that covered her below. She had on fishnet stockings and tall, sharp heels. A spiked leather choker circled her throat. Her hair was in a messy, deliberate bun, tendrils framing her made-up face. She looked like a sin made flesh.

She sighed and went downstairs to help her mother in her cafe. The next day she was getting ready for her birthday party, she adorned a red frock, accompanied by a touch of light pink lipstick and a hint of blush. Applying Colossal to her eyes, she smiled at her reflection, well aware that Darian admired the color red. She combed her hair, securing it with a red headband. As she descended the stairs, her friends chatted while her mother served cold drinks and snacks. Daisy was engrossed in conversation with her boyfriend, Smith. Her father's absence didn't matter to her; he must be busy gambling with his friends somewhere in a club. What brought tears to her eyes was Darian's absence on a da

Not now. \*\* Daisy’s POV Night came again. I stood outside alone, staring at the moon. Zuri was asleep in my room. Rosa had gone out to meet with the council. Dickson was patrolling. I should’ve felt peace. But I didn’t. Because inside me, the flame still burned. And I knew it would never go away. But I wasn’t scared of it anymore. I would use it. Not for war. Not for fear. But for light.