Daisy Calloway Novels & Stories

Grandma Calliope wants to know everything that happened so she will know how to scheme this one better. "You want me to tell you everything?" Daisy asked in disbelief. "Yes, of course.. unless you are that shy to talk" Grandma Calliope jokes. Daisy is shy and she feels embarrassed telling others about her private life and talking more about her intimate life. Even though Grandma Calliope is a woman she's been there, there's absolutely nothing to talk about because nothing happened to begin with. Daisy stayed quiet head lowered as she pretended to be shy. Grandma Calliope let out a soft chuckle, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." Daisy let out a silent sigh of relief. She doesn't

"Done that, he's clean." "Still, it won't hurt to have someone else check again. Just like you always do for me, remember." "I do." Ugo replied. "Now enough about me, what other fun activity is going on in your life?" Daisy shrugged. "Nothing much. I talked to Ray today," she said as casually as possible, trying not to make a big deal out of it. "He called me at work." Ugo's brows rose. "What does he want?" Standing up from the bed, Daisy headed to the bathroom to wash off what was left of her makeup. "He’s coming back to Fairview for the debut ‘Perfection’ music video. He asked me to go with him."

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.

she mused and I felt the urge to push her out of the house but there's tendency that I won't survive five minutes after that so i had to stay still and observe my final rites. " Emily, am so sorry, this wasn't what i had in mind when i called him, you were wasted and i couldn't have just cled Wyatt, he is now your ex and i remembered you saying Ace was around and i decided to ask him to take you home safely, i never knew he was talkingyou towalk the aisle with him " I explained and Daisy cracked. " Tben i guess i was lucky, i onmy perfor.ed a strip show, i didn't get married " she mused quietly.

The door opened with a gentle click and a scent of high-end perfume floated in before the woman herself. Daisy. She walked in like a model on a runway. She wore high heels that clicked confidently on the marble, and a form-fitting black dress that clung to her curves like second skin. Her makeup was flawless, her lips blood red, and her eyes gleaming with purpose. "Theo," she purred, shutting the door behind her. "You’ve been avoiding everyone. You look... tense." I finally raised my eyes. "I’m busy." "So I’ve heard. Word is, you’ve turned your whole staff into nervous wrecks," she said with a playful smile, crossing her legs as she sat.

"Good morning, Sir Drake," Daisy's voice cracked, a stark contrast to her usual tone. I turned to face her, and my gaze met her red, puffy eyes - a testament to a sleepless night spent crying. Despite her evident distress, she was impeccably dressed for lecture. I passed her without a word. Daisy POV As I settled onto the black couch, I decided to dial Ruby's number, hoping she had made a mistake or was having second thoughts. But the call wouldn't go through. Our friendship wasn't built on phone calls; I needed to hear it from Ruby's lips to finally move on.

In the morning, Daisy got up and then sat in front of the mirror for a long time. Women, no matter how old they were, didn't consider makeup a hassle. Although Daisy wasn't a top beauty, she was charming and lovely under the delicate makeup. Seeing her nervous look, Chole shook her head, trying not to laugh. The award ceremony was about to start. When Daisy entered the auditorium, her phone rang. It was a text message from Sean. "Where are you?"

Over the next few minutes, I asked her questions only pertaining to the job and then proceeded to over explain the job description, not once looking at her. How could I when my body had responded to her once before? “Look at me,” she muttered. “What was that?” I asked. “Look at me!” I exhaled slowly, ridding my face of emotions before meeting her eyes. “Am I so disgusting that you refuse to look at me?” “I’m not sure I understand you, Miss Monroe—” “Stop fucking calling me that. My name is Sussay” I sighed. I really hoped to get through this conversation without referencing that night.

Dane’s POV A call to my private number startled me, even though I was already awake. I reached for my phone and put it to my ear, not bothering to check who the hell was calling because whoever could find that number, was definitely not a small fry. “I'm sure you know I know now?” I paused in my head. Know what? And who the hell is this? That's when I checked the true caller. “Michelle Hart.” No way in hell. I nodded my head, even though she couldn't see me.

I said to the children after Fleur came to get me. "Bye Elva" They said. We signed out and bid the nurses goodbye, heading home. "Our second plan is gonna be carried out tonight" Fleur said. "Yeah..her iPod is gonna be explored tonight" I said and we both giggled. 💎Daisy's POV💎 "What!" I exclaimed in shock as i stared my iPod. I kept saying Elva looks familiar..why couldn't i think in this direction all this while. Elva is Vinnie Winters ,the most popular model and musician in Mexico.