Daisuke X Curly Novels & Stories

Dais explained with too much stuttering. "Why would you be daft enough to take something from a human, for goodness sake you could have just snapped it with your phone and showed it to us, what you did was stealing!" Angela scolded. "Enough!. Show me the necklace" I commanded. Dais awkwardly got down from the stage and walked down to me trembling with fear and shivering like she was on ice. She raised a long necklace with a deep red pendant attached in the shape of the half moon to it, a crescent shape. The necklace really was weird, not in the scenes of being ugly but I had the exact same necklace in silver color, the other half.

Rack breaks the hold, steps back, and swipes Gar's feet out from under him. "Fight's over, but we'll let Rack have his fun for a moment," Sofia says as she laughs. Rack dives on Gar and places one punch after another straight into his face. A minute later, Gar's arms fall lifeless to his sides and still Rack attacks. Curly finally grabs Rack around the middle and lifts him off. The fight still isn't out of Rack. His hands go back behind him and he grabs Curly around the neck. "Enough," Dax yells. "Drop him, Curly."

Now that she had the chance to take a better look at her, the curly hair suited Freyja more than the black, long, and straight hair that she used to have. It was not an exaggerated curl, but it gave off a gentle, mature, and wild temperament. The car drove slowly on the road, and Daisie chatted about a lot of things with her. During this period, there were times when she deliberately brought up Colton and realized that Freyja’s expression would freeze and that she would look away. “Really? Did he take over the company? Good for him.” Daisie glanced at her. “Freyja, did something happen to you and Colton?”

"How do you even know these people? I haven't heard of them before!" She winked at me. "I have sources, sweetie. I know each and every member under this clan. You can basically call me the encyclopedia of this place. Look," she hit my arm. "Carlito Galvez is coming up the stage." I looked towards the stage and saw a curly-haired, tall, skinny man, bow his head in front of all of us. He was pretty good-looking, but definitely not my type. "See?" Daisy fussed. "He's so hot, isn't he?"

Daiso, a prominent figure representing the Kailan Clan in Ryokan, was a highly esteemed guest among Ryokan’s underground organizations. The Viper’s Den was a shadowy organization in Arcadia, operating on the fringes of the government and the underworld. Hence, Autumn and Daiso knew each other. Daiso knew firsthand how scary Autumn was. She was the head of the Viper’s Den and one of the government-sanctioned chiefs. “Why didn’t you tell me that the Viper Queen is here, Mr. Lyfe?” Daiso scoffed unhappily, his murderous intent lingering.

She strikes a pose, crossing her arms over her chest and popping one leg out, with sunglasses covering her eyes, a cap on her head, and extremely baggy clothes. "Seven days a week, I said certified freak. Make that pullout game weak, wet-ass pussy!" Daisy starts singing, and my jaw, like everyone else's, drops to the floor in shock. "Yeah, you're fucking with some scumbag pussy." Camillo follows her, snapping his fingers to the beat of the song. "Bring a bucket and a mop for this dripping wet pussy. Give me everything you've got for this wuss." Charlotte is now doubled over with laughter, still recording on her phone.

He then approaches the brown-haired latter and grabs his collar again. “Why can’t you remember, huh?” Everyone stops what they are doing at the confusing question of Daisuke. MJ furrows his eyebrows as he removes Daisuke’s softening hands away from his collar. He stands up as Daisuke softly puts down his hands. The action made every student gasp. Never in their wildest dreams have they seen Daisuke look vulnerable. The purple head latter snorted before bursting out into laughter. MJ’s breathing hitch for a while then came back as he looked at Daisuke who’s laughing at something.

He shook his head and smiled and I waved and left. My phone buzzed on the walk back to the dorm. It was Bri. Don't forget tonight. Party at Delta house. We're leaving at nine. Wear something hot that would show off your huge ass🥵. I smiled at my phone and typed back. If you weren’t straight, I would think you were in love with me. She replied, I don't love you. I love your huge ass. There is a difference.😉 I replied. You're such a perv😂