Daisy Edgar-jones Feet Novels & Stories

Daisy says behind me as one of the women who were in charge of the decorating hands us flowers. I snorted looking at the stream we had to walk down into. It was the aisle and I couldn't wait to dip my feet into the water. It looked refreshing. "There are definitely little gold fishes in there,I saw them earlier. But as for the water, I don't care if it's cold or warm I can't wait to dip my feet into it, it's fucking hot." I uttered to her as I look at my bouquet. The pink and white flower combination was beautiful. " I hope I don't stomp on them by accident, I don't want to be a murderer." Daisy says. I looked at her and noticed how worried she looked about stepping on a fish.

He cursed under his breath, his hands trembling slightly as he wrestled with his own control. Daisy flashed him another knowing smile. With an air of deliberate, teasing grace, she stepped completely out of the joggers. "You'd said we are supposed to be siblings, so,e getting naked in front of you shouldn't be a problem, right?" Turning away, she began to walk toward her closet. Every step was calculated, her gait smooth as her round, full hips swayed rhythmically with each stride. Jayson fought a losing battle for self-control. He squeezed his eyes shut and whipped his head away, his heart hammering against his ribs.

★★★★ Daisy Home: Daisy had just finished bathing and was already dressed in a long, flowing red dress that hugged her figure perfectly. The dress had a slit that ran all the way up to her knee, showing just enough skin to make her look both dangerous and elegant. She stepped into the middle of her small, worn-out living room, it was dirty but that didn’t matter to her.

Fortunately the man behind her was on alert mode so he got her stumbling body but her feet could not stop hurting as the thing under her feet was solid and pointing. “Fuck!” She growled. “What’s that?” He looked at the thing and made Daisy stand. She hissed but chose to ignore the pain even though it was vibrating like a thunderbolt. “A fucking shit!” she muttered and touched her feet. All the time, she did not notice the little thing that hurt her feet. “Oh, it’s a plastic claw hammer.” Ahaz said, looking at the thing. Daisy’s squeezed eyes shoot open when she hears it. Claw hammer. But in her house, nobody is fond of playing with plastic toys.

And it only started that night. Damn it! Jasson glanced at the woman. He knew the lady. Daisy Rosie is a famous actress and model with a porcelain complexion, which was his type of woman. But even his taste seems to have changed. “Come on, be alone with me,” Daisy whispered in his ear, her seductive eyes making eye contact with him. She traces Jasson’s perfect jaw with her forefinger down to his neck until it leads to his arm and finally anchors it to his bicep, pulling him up.

She did not have the time to check on her shoes, so she put them on and walked to the stage. She stood on the stage and began to perform as the lights beat down and the music played. She had a good physique and looked like a graceful swan with her black feather ballet skirt. All of her movements were smooth, but suddenly, stabbing pain in her toes caused her to tremble and her movements to freeze. Even the professors below the stage noticed her strange movements. Daisie was the top achiever amongst the Drama, Theater, and Film department newcomers. She had a good memory as she could remember all her lines without difficulty and performed excellently in both dancing and drama.

***Daisy’s POV.*** I reached the hospital and parked my car. I get out and walk as slowly as a snail in my heels. I have to stop wearing them, otherwise I can fall down. No. I will start wearing walking shoes, which would be good for gripping souls. I reach the cabin and open it to see the doctor is with someone. I turn to leave when Theo says, “Daisy, you are finally here. Come in.” I look at Theo for a full minute and ask, “Why are you wearing this?”

Daisy's POV I was up so early and already prepared for school, my plans to seduce Aires starts today, I stared at my fake breast through the mirror, I had folded my socks into a ball and had out it like a pad on my breast to make it look bigger and fuller, I had tried savaging my ass too but hell, I don't know what to do yet about that, for now, a beautiful face and full breast can do the magic, besides, it's not as if my ass is so damn flat, heck, I have a little meat down there, it's just not as full as Celine's own, well maybe, as a majority of ladies own, also, the braces on my teeth have been removed too, time to grow up and act like a grown up, I smiled at myself, today will be a wonde

We started with the basics: dates, locations, moments I would be expected to recall. “Daisy gave birth to the twins at Monarch Pavilion Hospital. July 12th, two years ago. It was a C-section. She went into labor late at night, and Oliver wasn’t even in town. He flew back the next morning.” I scribbled it all down, underlining key details. “First steps?” I asked. “December 9th, at the estate. The girls both took their first step the same day. Vera—who was here helping the nanny at the time—caught it on camera.”

"But I'm carrying your baby." Dario sighed and turned to face Daisy. "Daisy, go massage her feet." Daisy didn't move. His tone turned deeper. "It's just a massage. Consider it your punishment for disobeying me earlier." A maid brought over a basin of water and placed it near Julia's feet. Daisy crouched down and lowered Julia's feet into the warm water. Julia looked down at her and slowly smiled. The moment the water covered her ankles, Julia suddenly screamed and jerked her feet back.