Daisy Danger Novels & Stories

“It’s that very fear you feel right now that I want to squash. Because if you’re feeling this way, I’m certain there are others with the same concerns. And I want you all to know that you are safe. This was a calculated incident that I’m certain will not manifest again.” A light rapping on the door sent a hush over the room. Daisy popped her head in through the crack. She waved as Ciara arched her eyebrow. “In or out,” Ciara scolded as if Daisy were a child. “Right,” Daisy said as she bounced into the room with a travel bag over her shoulder. All eyes were trained on her as Daisy moved around the large table until she found her way to me. She grinned and plopped down into the chair next to m

Daisy seems disturbed by something, she's constantly shaking and closing her ears, well, it's not like I can hear anything but right now she looks like she's afraid of something, that look in her eyes I can tell she's panicking. It seems like she's calmed down now. She rushes up to me, grabbing my hand and pulling me away from the window when the glass suddenly shatters, I bury my face in fear and wait for the shattered glass stopped falling, Daisy tapped me and try to calm me, and just then I find a bullet on the floor, it's still hot, it was then that I realized that we were under attack. She pulled me close to the corner, just then rapid bullets came flying through hitting the door non st

But if it were to break down somewhere, I would be in so much trouble. Rather than stay outside and watch the guys look over our new ride, I head into the kitchen. There is an open can of peaches left over from the lunch the others had about an hour ago, and I dig in with a plastic fork. Daisy sits at the kitchen table, sipping at a bottle of water. She has this look in her eyes that I've noticed every once in a while. It's a look that says "I've lost someone important to me; someone that I'll never get back". Madison told me that Daisy lost her twin sister Rose when their school safe haven got overrun and burned to the ground, so I assume it's about her.

I looked at my stupid alarm wondering why it hadn't woken me up earlier, and then ,i remembered I had actually spoilt it the last time it rang by hitting it so hard. It's been three days now , three days since that incident, since I got lost in the Forest and met him , for the first two days I kept thinking about him and his words , I think he's right ,I should have been greatful instead of being so scared of him or hurting him with my words ,but after the third day ,I decided to forget all about him . It isn't like we would meet again another day . When I was seven ,my grand mother had told me stories of the blood pack and made me believe they were the most dangerous,not only that , the mos

“What if something happens to you? What if I can’t get to you in time? Do you even understand what kind of risk you’re taking?” Daisy stepped forward, her movements deliberate, her gaze steady. “Louis,” she said softly, reaching for his hand. He didn’t pull away, but his posture remained tense. “I’m not doing this recklessly. I have security measures in place. You’ve seen to that yourself. I’ll be careful, I promise.” He shook his head, his grip on her hand tightening. “You shouldn’t have to be careful, Daisy. You should be safe. And I can’t guarantee that if you’re halfway across the world.”

Tears roll down my eyes uncontrollably, I leans against the pillar, covering my mouth with my other hand, hysterical sobs escape my shaking form. ______________ What should Daisy do to get herself out of this situation? Vote and comment my loves... ♥️♥️

" and why not?" "because it's not safe." "yeah and leaving me alone on the streets at age 13 was safe. I'm 21 now. I have trained my entire life. I think it's safe enough for someone like me." "no" "why??" "just because." "just because why?" "because I don't trust you" "you couldn't find a dumber reason." "your so stubborn" "I learned from the best, aka you" "your not joining"

A stubborn, unyielding bastard. The brief moment of hesitation on the other end gave him the idea that something was wrong. "Sir," Arrow's tone was confirming his suspicions, "Dizon escaped. We cannot find him."

Outside, the city was awakening unaware of the silent war raging beneath its surface. Elena stared at the crumpled piece of paper in her hands, a list of names and locations scrawled hastily by Damien before he collapsed. “These are the ones Ryan was working with,” she murmured. “We thought we had cut off his head, but it looks like the snake has more venom.” Her voice was low, tired but resolute.

"But you can't trust anyone here." "Why didn't you say something to Rosemary?" I ask. "Be...because I was scared. Molina and Amelia are best friends and they scare me," Daisy says, her eyes dark. My heart ached for Daisy, she was so young and powerless. I couldn't ask her to risk herself for a complete stranger like me. I wanted to speak up and tell her that I would do anything to keep her safe, but instead, all I could offer were the soft words of understanding, "I understand."