Daisy Ann の小説・ストーリー

Tonight I was going to be her again. I did my hair. I put on earrings. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself for a moment, not critically, not hopefully, I just looked. Daisy Brown, twenty four, fashion photographer, currently residing in a borrowed room in an apartment that was not hers, in possession of all her own feelings and not willing to give them away for less than they were worth. I picked up my phone. Opened the chat between Casper and I. I typed quickly before I thought about it too carefully.

He didn't look at Killian for long, though. His small, dark eyes immediately slid over to me, traveling slowly down my body and back up to my face. His smile widened, becoming even more unpleasant. "And who is this lovely creature? I didn't know you started keeping such beautiful prizes in your office." I felt Killian’s entire body go rigid beside me. A low, freezing energy rolled off him, turning the air in the room completely cold, but Richard was too busy staring at my face to notice. "This is Daisy Vanecrest," Killian said, his voice a low, flat rumble that sounded like a warning. "She is handling the numbers for this deal. Sit down, Richard. Let's talk about the shipping lines."

"What's your name young lady? Mr. Shaw asked, showing off a small smile. "My name is Monadaise. Mona for short if you wish sir." Daisy replied, changing her accent which was quite unexpected. It sounded Spanish, which was her maternal grandmother's favourite language. CEO Dash and Nathan stared at her in disbelief, most especially Dash. He was glad she didn't flop, as his father was good at finding hiccups. "That's a beautiful name there, just as you are beautiful." Mr. Shaw commented.

I tried to push the horrible event from my mind, but the memory lingers on, reminding me that even seemingly harmless dares can have sinister consequences. But, minutes later as if ruining the conversations that was filling the hallways and classrooms through the ancient stone hallways, a stern voice came over the loudspeaker, "This is Ms. Rose Elleanor Stowne, speaking. Students of both houses, the Stonemaskers and Wanderlusters I want you to be aware that my voice had taken over our morning rituals as I have to make a tragic announcement this day. At exactly past midnight yesterday, one of our own, Lilian Graywood, student #011 from the Honors Wanderlusters, passed away."

“Yes, last night my husband and I talked until late before going to sleep, so we woke up a bit late in the morning.” Daisy replied, not so much as an excuse as it was the truth. “You are young but you still have to keep your strength.” Mrs. Cara couldn't help but admonish, not thinking that they would just talk all night. Daisy knew her mother misunderstood her, but she didn't explain, just said: "I know, so why did you call me?" “My grandmother's death anniversary is coming up in a few days. I want to go home and burn incense for her, so I called to let you know."

After hesitating, Daisy said, "I’m a disciple of the Green Paradise Sect, born with the Night Terrors Physique." Caspian's heart skipped a beat. Today, he finally knew what was special about Daisy — she had an innate physique like Carson! "The Green Paradise Sect… No wonder." The giant white pig nodded again and again, like an old pedant. "The Night Terrors Physique… That's rare… Great… Yes…" As it spoke, the pig opened its mouth big and suddenly drooled.

"Perfect. Your face was covered too. So even if you both ever cross path, you both still won't be able to recognize each other. Whatever, at this moment you should be worried on what to tell the chief." “Who's afraid of him anyway. I don't give a damn to the chief?” Said Daisy while walking straight to her office desk. “Daisy, chief's calling you.” Sounded Rayns voice, to which Ella said, “See, I told you. Best of luck, girl.” Daisy winked at her while walking straight to the chief's office. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am a Daisy Moore. A twenty-five years old, female intelligence officer. There's no mission, that I have failed to fulfil. I am fearless and won't even think for a sing

daisy Daisy kept her eyes focused on her fiddling fingers, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone. She was hardly even paying attention to what the judge was saying, despite it probably being very important. The heated stares could be felt from her stand and every camera only added thousands more. Being one of the daughters of the owner of Harrington and Co, it was no surprise the arrest caught attention from the media.

After helping her to lay back on the bed and was about to leave, a hand grabbed me from behind. “You're a nice lady.” She muttered, smiling at me with sincerity in her eyes, unlike the mischievous look she had on a few minutes ago. “I'm Daisy Winans.” “Daisy,” she repeated my name as if storing it in her memory. Suddenly, the smile on my face fell into a crashing smoke like a pack of cards when she uttered the most unexpected words with so much confidence and authority like she was a god. “You're a nice woman. You will marry my son.”

She shyly lowered her head, “No, it’s just normal food. If you guys like it, I’ll let you guys try it next time!” “How is that? Can’t you eat it now?” Brown-haired Smith looked at Anna, but Anna sensed that she was not well-intentioned. “Hmm, no, it’s because I’m in the middle of eating, it’s fine if I give it to you guys but I think you guys don’t like it.” Anna was afraid that the three of them would misunderstand, and hurriedly explained. At this moment, Daisy took a step forward to look at Anna. Daisy was the most beautiful of the three, although still losing to the sophisticated Anna, Daisy was more inclined to wild beauty.