Daisy Ann Novels & Stories

She had been sitting with him and was playing with his leg with her bare toes. The fact that she suddenly appeared and laid claim to Victor infuriated me. Finally, Victor spoke, “Daisy is not my new assistant. Don’t you read the news?” He pulled away from Jenna and took my hand. “Jenna, may I introduce you to Daisy? She’s also known as Alberta Wilson, my fiancée.” ——————————————————————————————————

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

“My one might be a bit long for you but it should fit otherwise.” Halsey is about to politely refuse but Daisy adds, “It’ll make me feel better! Please, lemme make it up to you. Just come with me. It’s in my locker at the gym. It’ll make me feel better if I can help you!” Daisy is a popular cheerleader and is one of the people who seems to be genuinely kind. She has a pretty smile which is alluring to many people. Halsey has a few classes with her but they never interacted before but Daisy is known to help people a lot.

The ambulance sirens wail in the distance, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Sienna is gone. Daisy sits there on the cold floor, holding Sienna’s lifeless body, her mind spinning with shock and grief. She had come here searching for answers, but now all she has is more questions. And two names. John and Anita. Daisy’s mind flashes back to when Sienna had called her the day before. She had introduced herself as Sienna Minton, daughter of Anita Minton. Could John possibly have…? Daisy falls back to the floor, sitting on her legs, the shock and truth of it all finally sinking in.

Chapter Seven: Death on Your Doorstep ANABETH COLLINS "How are you feeling today, Daisy?" I asked the sweet lady while checking her vital signs. She was admitted here last week because of a stomachache that later turned out to be cancer. She reminded me of my late grandma I also lost to pancreatic cancer. Daisy is a sweet old lady and her family loves her. "I feel like I can leave anytime soon, dear." Daisy replied with a smile and I smiled back, noting her blood pressure, temperature, abd heart and pulse rate.

"I need to know about Max and Daisy—right now. What the hell is going on?" Ryan paused on the other end, his breath catching like he'd been waiting for this call. "Daisy was a spy, Charlotte. Planted by Anastasia. She infiltrated Howard's company. And they are behind something, which I don't know now." "Daisy was a spy for Anastasia?" Charlotte pressed, her breath shallow, eyes narrowing as betrayal sank in deep. "Behind what, Ryan? What the hell was she digging for in Howard's company?"

Daisy suddenly came close to me as if to remind me that she was still there. "Honey, stop staring at your phone and look at me instead! Look at your pretty little wife!" Daisy was a technical flow programmer with a flexible work schedule. She could also work anywhere she wanted as long as she had her laptop with her. Ever since learning that I'd quit from my company, Daisy had been accompanying me at home. Although she often did things to catch my attention, I knew that she was only trying to cheer me up. She was worried that I would get depressed.

"So people don't just vanish. Unless someone erased them. Or unless Samuel Chen never existed in the first place." Daisy collapses back on her seat. "You think it was a fake identity?" She asked. "I think someone got close to Daisy under a false name. Then it disappeared." Viktor said flatly "What would he need from me?" Daisy's voice was low, tears rolling down her cheek uncontrollably. "I'm just a writer." "You have access, Daisy," I said quietly. She looked at me. Confused. "You are no ordinary writer Daisy. You are General Macklin's daughter. One of the most powerful military commanders."

Daisy started taking off her clothes until she was left in nothing but skin. Damon shifted his eyes away in shame, he is in pain, he is embarrassed, he is sad. He diesht want anyone to see him this way. "I don't understand it all...but it's alright. I will take care of you" Daisy whispered in her neutral voice. "You're okay, Master" Daisy soothed him, lifting his face. Then she stared helping him to take off his clothes. She would love to kiss his wet eyelid, but she doesn't have the courage to do so.

Every part of her body ached, as if she was going through some sort of physical withdrawal, and her throat burned with unshed tears. "Are you nervous.?" Ugo asked her. She glanced at her friend. "Not really. Brett won’t be there." "You’re sure about that?" Daisy nodded. "I won't be going if I thought otherwise. You've forgotten how enormous my pride is." Daisy watched Ugo drum her fingers on the armrest between their seats. For all the shopping they did on Saturday, she had made only two purchase. A white beaded top and black jean skirt that had a cut opening in front. Just to restate how stylish she was, Ugo styled the two outfits with a stylish straw hat and sparkly make-up.