Daisy Grace Novels & Stories

I mumbled, as I was still only half awake. Daisy turned and smiled widely at me. Her short boyish hairstyle accentuated her sharp cheekbones and brown intelligent eyes, which were currently sparkling with excitement. Daisy, being a damned brilliant engineer, was currently finishing up her degree in Robotic Science. She was extremely passionate about creating new and improved robots. She licked the ketchup off of her index finger, while walking over to hug me. Still somewhat asleep, I remained motionless and she continued to tighten her arms around me. “Oh babe, I came to help you! This is your first day as President Gray’s secretary. Aren’t you excited?!” She asked, practically bouncing up a

I faced the crowd with a smile on my face as they applauded me. I was given a microphone to deliver a speech and I took a deep breath before starting to talk. “Good evening, everyone... I’m Rayne Mae Carson. Never have I ever imagined in my entire life that I would be in this position that I’m in right now and for it, I’m grateful. I hope that I would be able to meet your expectations. I will do whatever it takes me to serve the people of this empire and I hope that I would not let anybody down. I will serve and protect this empire along with our great Emperor, Adrian Harlow. This place has always been and will always be my home and I will happily do anything to keep it safe. Thank you for a

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

In just 10 minutes, I had slipped into a sleek long dress with a daring thigh-high slit. From the depths of my suitcase, I retrieved a black velvet box and flipped it open. The black pearl necklace inside shimmered with an otherworldly luster in the soft light. Slipping it on, the cool pearls lay against my collarbone, a silent statement of elegance. The reflection staring back at me did not seem ready for a charity gala. She looked poised for battle. The gala was set to begin at eight. I made my entrance at 10. Alice, clad in a shimmering silver gown, was mid-laughter with the elite when her eyes caught mine. Her laughter died, her complexion draining of color.

A voice in my head was saying, “Daisy, be the bigger person and just let it slide” While the second voice said, “Don't let it slide. Serve her a dose of her own medicine. Ask for the microphone and say ‘Just like my sister rightly said, it is every father's dream to raise successful children. I am Daisy Macklin, an award-winning writer with more than 14 published books. With 65 of my books ranked as best sellers, one-time nominee for the Costa Book Award. And this year, one of the books got me nominated for ( The Pulitzer Prize award), and just to name a few.”

He didn't look at Killian for long, though. His small, dark eyes immediately slid over to me, traveling slowly down my body and back up to my face. His smile widened, becoming even more unpleasant. "And who is this lovely creature? I didn't know you started keeping such beautiful prizes in your office." I felt Killian’s entire body go rigid beside me. A low, freezing energy rolled off him, turning the air in the room completely cold, but Richard was too busy staring at my face to notice. "This is Daisy Vanecrest," Killian said, his voice a low, flat rumble that sounded like a warning. "She is handling the numbers for this deal. Sit down, Richard. Let's talk about the shipping lines."

Madison did the same and dragged her away. “Talk to you later, G,” she waved. I turned back to the screen to find my name when I heard that aggravating voice. “Grace Davis,” Hayden said quietly. My heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice. I could hear the smile in it. I refused to look at him. “I didn’t know you attended classes,” I said spitefully. “Well, it’s a good thing I did, or else I wouldn’t have seen my dearest sister.” “Keep your voice down,” I begged. I didn’t want anyone knowing we were related.

Only a touch of makeup enhances her inner beauty, she looks like a blooming flower “you are looking so stunning, let's go” Ashley dropped the brush and dragged her out of the apartment. Daisy, who moved to Anzaina for her studies, met Ashley, a known family acquaintance, soon two became the good friends Daisy is a reserved young lady, her serene beauty oozes seductive allure, pulling you in with a mesmerizing charm that only a few are lucky enough to witness. Her quiet attitude conceals a universe of depth and contemplation, a loving spirit whose beauty echoes with calm strength.

Stepping into the room, Daisy quickly flipped her light switch. 'Dang it! The power is out again.' Her thoughts raced as she walked slowly into the dark room. Just then the light flickers on. "Surprise!" The voice of Allison Melody and her two friends Vicki and Christiana broke through the silence. "Happy birthday, Daisy!" Allison and her friend's voices reverberate through the apartment, echoing with warmth and excitement. Daisy stood frozen, caught between the rush of adrenaline from the initial shock and the sudden flood of relief that washed over her.