Daisy Fanart Novels & Stories

"That sounds amazing, Zoey! Thank you so much for helping, Zoey." Later that day, Daisy sketched some potential floral arrangements, she also sketched the background of their wedding. "This would be your background, is this good? Do you like this kind of stuff?" Daisy asked her sister. Crystal looked at the sketch and nodded her head in agreement. "That looks good. I loved it," she said with a smile on her lips. Meanwhile, Felix noticed a subtle change in Marianne's expression. She had been standing by the kitchen counter, a thoughtful look in her eyes. Felix gently approached her.

This is truly a challenging situation,' Daisy sighed, silently concealing her thoughts and anxieties so that Axel wouldn't know. "Daisy, can you do it?" Seeing Daisy hesitating, Axel impatiently sought her attention. He wanted to ensure everything went according to his plan, leaving no room for mistakes. To succeed in forcing Rosa to admit defeat, Axel needed Daisy's cooperation to excel in her mission. If Daisy doesn't do well and exposes a loophole, it could lead to significant trouble for Axel. Therefore, he was quite concerned about this matter. When asked by Axel, Daisy finished her thoughts and asked Axel in a serious voice, "Can I know a little about your friends? Like their personali

Magnus leans forward, moves his hand behind her neck, and pulls her closer. "Why Penny? What could a 4yr old give you?" Asks Magnus. "Reason to live," says Daisy with tears in her eyes. "Tell me everything," says Magnus and wipes a tear off her cheek. Flashback. Daisy was an orphan who jumped from one foster home to another. When she turned 18, she started working for her living. She rented a small apartment for herself and worked as a fashion consultant at a large fashion house.

Nick raised an eyebrow in approval. I turned to Dane. “Dane, you don’t mind letting us borrow Daisy for a few days, do you?” “Not at all,” Dane agreed without hesitation, and immediately called Daisy. Once he finished the call, he looked at me. “Daisy will be here in half an hour. We should still have time to shoot today.” “Thanks.” I patted his shoulder and smiled. Exactly thirty minutes later, Daisy arrived. “Dane, is this for real? Brown Pack’s project really wants me as their spokesperson?” Daisy asked, clearly overwhelmed.

The knife she was holding nearly slipped from her fingers. Blaze raised an eyebrow. "Should I be worried?" "No!" The answer came out far too quickly. Daisy's eyes widened. "No, I mean—yes—I mean..." Her face immediately turned red. Blaze blinked. Then blinked again. Now he was confused. Daisy wanted nothing more than for the floor to open and swallow her whole. Because standing barely ten feet away from her was Blaze Reigns. The Blaze Reigns. The award-winning actor. The international music sensation. The man whose posters once covered every inch of her bedroom wall. The man whose songs she listened to whenever life became difficult. The man she had admired for years.

Both of them sharing the kitchen, playing around and laughing. My dad would never talk to an employee like that. I don't think he even knew their names, even though they've worked for us for years. Daisy is probably around her late thirties and she's... not horrible looking. She's a little chubby and her hair is way too long, but she's cute, I guess. And I think Fidel thinks the same. I can notice how every now and then his eyes wander from the cake and fall on Daisy's ass.

She snapped, "Daisy, how dare you win first place? You obviously copied Hazel's work!" Neither Daisy nor I understood what was happening. Behind Faye were judges and curious onlookers. The spectators scrutinized Daisy. "Ms. Snyder is the famous international mystery artist AH. If she says Daisy copied, then Daisy definitely copied." Daisy and I froze, completely lost on what she was talking about. Behind Faye came several judges and a small crowd of onlookers, eager to see the drama unfold. Whispers started immediately, with someone saying, "Ms. Snyder is AH—the famous international mystery artist. If she says Daisy copied, then it must be true."

he fumed, every word he said went straight to her heart, piercing through her heart like tiny daggers, and tears fell from her eyes, gingerly, she touched her cheeks where he had hit her,it hurts badly, slowly getting up, she went to apply some icecube, she does not want her kids to see it tomorrow and worry, most especially Aires. ******†****†******†*†***********††******** Daisy's POV "Arrgh" I screamed as I tore out the fifth page from my book, I have been trying to write my assignment but I just couldn't concentrate, flashes if stormy grey eyes with a rim of gold kept intruding into my mind, the way he had stared at me today when we were at the school clinic, I felt at that moment as if s

All eyes trained on her, I pull her close to me when I sensed her nervous, Damon growled at them snapping them out of their gaze. "Young one, you look...What's your name?" Our ally from eons back, a warlock of great power with gray hair and beard on his dark skin ask Daisy. She look up at us giving her the go ahead nod. "My name is Daisy King, a human and mate to the hybrids." I felt my heart flip when she acknowledge us in front of everyone. This act alone plastered a satisfied smirk on Damon and I faces. "Such a beautiful name for a beautiful soul. Aaron Prince of the elves, but you can call me Airy." Aaron flirts with his stupid long platinum blonde hair, pointy ears and sea green eyes, I

One that made me feel nervous. "Turn around" The femine voice commands. As I do so, I stare face-to- face with a female version of Jonathan. She was tall, bluff and had long black hair. The side of her face had a scar and all over her hands were different kinds of tattoo. Brushing her hair back, she tucks her gun into her back pocket. "I'm sorry we go off on the wrong foot, Ciara. Nice to meet you, I'm Daisy"