Daisy Calloway Novels & Stories

After her plane landed, Alice turned on her phone. Then, she saw that someone had called her not long ago. She looked at the number and immediately called Roy. “Hey, Alice! You are back!” Roy said as soon as he answered the phone. “Yes, I just arrived. Roy can you find out Daisy’s cell phone number for me? She is that president of RS” Alice asked. Alice didn’t have Daisy’s cell phone number. When Daisy first arrived at the hotel, she scolded Alice. So, Alice was not with Daisy during the days she evaluated the hotel.

the woman, Daisy, said as she took Denise's hand in hers and they shook them. "I'm Denise. You can call me D," Denise sat on the chair and Daisy started working on her. She was given a magazine to read after her hair was washed and she read as Daisy attended to her. It was a beauty magazine called THE STARS. Inside it was a business part that took like quarter of the magazine about those who had invested in the entertainment and beauty industry but majority of it was as she remembered: gossip about celebrities of Xela.

though only when it was just the two of us. "I'm truly happy for you, Abigail. I really am," Chaney said gently. "Thanks, Chaney." He reached out, his hand hovering for a second before he gave the top of my head an affectionate, platonic pat. I let him, appreciating his quiet support. Suddenly, the loud buzz of my phone vibrating on the table cut through the quiet atmosphere. I looked down at the illuminated screen. The caller ID flashed brightly: DAISY. I swallowed hard. Daisy was supposed to be in California preparing for university. If she was calling me right now, it meant only one thing... she had seen the S&K teaser video online.

If she does not pick this time, she will stop probing and will take her husband back. Her hands tremble slightly as she presses the phone to her ear. This time, after what feels like an eternity, the call connects. “Hello?” Sienna’s voice comes through the line, but it’s thick with pain, weak. Daisy’s heart skips a beat. “Sienna?” she asks cautiously. “It’s Daisy. I... I need to talk to you.” There’s a brief silence, followed by a series of labored breathing. “Daisy... please... help me.” Sienna whispers, her voice faint and filled with agony.

Mrs Dante said, "A woman?" Daisy was surprised as she didnt have any friends "How does the woman look?" She asked Mrs Dante, "She is quite older, about my age I would think" Daisy thought hard about who that woman could be, "Does she have short black hair and did you notice if one of her leg is a bit disabled?" She asked "Yes, thats the woman" mrs Dante said "Its Martha, she works here, I wonder what she wanted, I will see you later " Daisy said and hang up the call,

Anyways, Cindy has refused to listen to whatever he says, telling him he would have to talk to Daisy himself, but as it is, no one has been allowed to see her except for her boyfriend, sister, father and two friends, at least for now. Many industries and even big entertainment industries have been trying to reach out to Daisy. They all were getting ready to hijack her once she gets better and step out of the hospital. It was a real war and just like that, Daisy had become the most popular Artist in Australia and even abroad. This isn't what Cindy Auston wanted and she so badly wished she could kill the two herself! To make things worse, the Lady from the coasters had not reached out to her.

There was only one person she wanted to call. Daisy. "Hey!" Thea's voice was cheerful, too cheerful. "Are you busy today? I was hoping we could... hang out." She left out the 'I'm stuck in a fancy hotel alone and miserable' part. "Good morning, Mrs. Blackwood!" Daisy's cheerful voice filled her ear. "Busy? For my best friend on her honeymoon? Never! Though I must admit, I'm surprised you're calling so early. Shouldn't you be... busy?" Daisy teased, giggling uncontrollably.

"Thank you all for coming tonight. The woman beside me is our family's chief medical consultant, Dr. Elena Richie." Daisy nodded politely and gave a short speech of thanks. Some people applauded while others whispered among themselves. After the gala officially began, Daisy stood on the terrace with a glass of champagne in hand. "Daisy." Her entire body stiffened. Other than Caleb and Mia, no one had called her by that name in seven years. She didn't turn around. Dario walked up to her. He seemed steadier and more mature than he had seven years ago, but when he looked at her, his gaze was still as calm and intense as ever.

“You invited me, Mr. Jenners. How could I have a reason not to come?” While speaking, Penny turned to the well-dressed middle-aged woman on the side and said, “Ms. Daisy, it’s been a while.” Daisy Shaw, 35, was very professionally dressed with a pair of black-framed glasses on her nose. She exuded a touch of a mature woman’s charm. However, her face darkened when she heard Penny calling her 'Ms. Daisy.' Wilson, who was beside her, jested, “She’s no longer your old Ms. Daisy. Daisy has been promoted to director this year and prefers to be called Ms. Shaw.”

‘So, I look in your directionBut you pay me no attention, do you?I know you don't listen to mebecause you say you see straight through meDon't you?’ “Honey, I’m home!” Daisy’s voice broke the deathly silence surrounding her. Everly pulled the covers over her head. She didn’t want to talk to anybody or see anybody or even remember there were other people in the world. Unfortunately, Daisy had other ideas… And Lennon, of course. He kept calling her. At some point, she was going to have to find the courage to talk to him, but not now... It was too soon and she was feeling too weak. And too ashamed.