Novel & Cerita Daisy Fanart

she added a simple casual shrug. “By the Vampire king, you mean THEE VAMPIRE KING?” “Yepp.” She responded shifting slightly in her seat, adding a dramatic pop to the ‘p’ before continuing. “The one and only Raynor Osmond.” A soft curse fled through my lips, and it was my turn to shift in my seat, but very uncomfortably. “Daisy was Mikhael’s mate though, wasn’t she?” My eyes refused to look anywhere else other than the black orbs that contained the enigma far greater than the moonlit night.

Flowers: watercolor roses, carnations, and morning glories in various shades of turquoise and purple. “These are gorgeous.” “They’re birth flowers,” Daisy replied, breathy. “Chelle’s, and mine.” Her stomach, thighs, and breasts were lined with stretch marks just begging for him to run his tongue across them, playing connect the dots. He ran a finger over the curve of her belly and she tensed. “Johnson ”

Mark was preparing breakfast. I perceived a soft cologne, a mixture of vanilla and flower, the exact type that turned heads. Then footsteps on the stairs. I looked up. Daisy. I already knew it was her from the scent. Why did I even bother looking? “Hey” she said stiffly “Hi” She sat at the table. Far end. Far from me. I couldn’t help but steal glances at her. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt. My t-shirt and leggings. No makeup yet she looked so ravishing.

Her mind flipped and created images with clips of Golda and Enya in beautiful gowns and even Artemis in a tux, Zander looked back at me in confusion wondering why she was like that on the ground. “Don’t worry, she’s just imagining her dream runway show.” I said giggling at Zander in a whisper only he could hear. “Oh I thought she had a seizure.” He confessed less worked on the shifter and her behavior. I slapped his arm both laughing at the small joke, Daisy eventually came back to her senses gazing upon the sunset in awe. It was different shades of pinks and orange with other colors of the coral reef the sun rays were beaming onto us with different colors, I was pink. While Zander was teal

Sometimes I wonder where the old nice and kind Taylor went. Daisy and her friends appear around the corner and I go instantly sit up straight. She was wearing a red dress that ends mid thigh, low heels and minimal make up, but stood out among her friends. She looks around us sitting in a circle around our little camp fire and when her gaze lands on Dean, she smiles and moves to sit beside him. I let out an involuntary growl and Mark who was sitting beside me gave me a 'what the hell' look. I ignore him and focus on Dean that was sitting too close to Daisy in my opinion even though they were about a lot of inches apart. Her friends sit between the other guys. Five minutes later, the other gir

"But honestly, the idea of waiting until I'm eighteen to get my license feels like a lifetime. I want a sports car and the freedom to cruise these streets today." Jayson stood up from the bed, reaching out to pull Daisy to her feet. "Enough of that. Let’s get ready and get going; we don't want to be too late." Without the slightest hesitation or warning, Daisy began to strip. She grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head in one fluid motion, discarding it onto the floor. The movement exposed the creamy, untarnished skin of her chest, showcasing her breasts—full, pert, and perfectly rounded.

"Thanks for spoiling us today, Manon. But don't you dare try to steal my best friend from me. We're all friends now, but I remain the one and only best girl to Abbie." "Sure. We won't forget that," Manon chuckled. "How about we make a group chat for ourselves? That would be so cool," Zenia suggested, her face lighting up. "I totally agree!" Daisy said instantly. "I'm going to create it right now." She immediately started typing on her phone. I watched her with a soft smile. It was always hard to believe she was a total medical nerd. Back in California, Daisy rarely went out and preferred staying home to study, but the moment she actually stepped out of her house, she made friends effortlessl

Charlotte frowned and said, "It's okay, Diana." Diana was very enthusiastic and she grabbed her to ask her what her usual hobbies were. She hadn't even spoken yet when Daisy, who was beside her, spoke first: "Daisy is amazing, Mom. She is a piano player and has won many awards for playing motorboats!" "That was really great! I'll have Jaydin keep an eye out for any new pianos or motorboats that have been released recently, as a gift from me when we meet." Charlotte quickly refused, "Diana, you are too kind, really no need. Daisy had already given me a lot of things before!"

Daisy takes a deep breath, glaring up at Cayden as she spits, “Luna Rachel is the only-” My heart stills at the same moment as Daisy’s words die in her throat. She moves her head to look down slowly, looking at Cayden’s arm that has perforated her chest. Her stuttered groans fill the room, making me want to put my hands on my ears to shut this nauseating sound out. I feel like time slows down, and Cayden is moving in slow motion as he pulls his arm back out, tearing Daisy’s heart with it. He holds it in his hand for a moment, watching the light fade from Daisy’s eyes, just to throw it into the air to feed it to Fynn, who shifts temporarily to catch it.

It's Daisy and her boyfriend, Philip. She opened a folder named New Movies but went back when she saw something else on the computer screen. And instead, she opened the folder named Photos. Mmm, I would love to see moments of them that I have missed which Daisy has captured since I left. That girl is such a techie. Grace scrolled one picture to another with a broad smile on her face, the same as I do. These are mostly pictures of their cute munchkin cat and her babies. When my friend is currently looking at a recent photo of the four of them, I noticed her sigh sadly.