Daisy Jones And The Six Book Novels & Stories

***Daisy’s POV.*** ***Six Years Later*** I love the summer breeze a lot. As I chill beside the pool and take a sip of my cool drink, I hear sounds of giggling and splashing around. Well, this has become my life now. As I think that three pairs of hands roll my chair over and I fall in the pool with a splash. “Theo! Kids! Seriously. Every time.” I say and look at my mischief makers as they giggle with their father.

Victories nobody would ever take for granted again. That morning Daisy was sitting beside Violet's incubator. A blanket draped over her legs. A notebook in her lap. Roman paused. "What are you doing?" Daisy looked up. "Writing." Roman frowned. "You're working." "No." "That looks suspiciously like working." "It's not." Roman remained unconvinced. Daisy sighed dramatically. "I'm making notes." "For?" Daisy smiled softly. "The girls." Roman blinked. "What girls?" Daisy stared. "You have two daughters."

she squirmed. “Cute nickname for my angel,” I chuckled, ruffling her hair. She chortled and cranked her head backward. “Mummy, Daddy gave me a cute nickname!” Rosy gapped at her in dismay and Evan’s blood boiled to its highest degree. Theresa and Casper exchanged shocked glances. “Honey, come over here,” Evan muttered, stretching out his hand for Daisy. Daisy scowled at him and returned her gaze to me. “Will you take me out during the weekend?” Daisy asked.

Hi readers! Just a quick update. As I know not all of you follow me on social media, I wanted to share this news here as well. There will be no new chapters from September 28–30. Don't Panic. Ashes of Six will return with brand-new chapters on October 1st! I know breaks aren’t fun, but this short pause will help me set October up for consistent updates and a strong push toward the finale. Thank you so much for your patience and all the love you’ve shown Nora, Caelum, Lucien, and Elias. October will be intense, emotional, and full of the magic, danger, and romance you’ve been waiting for.

**Jonathan** “Is she gonna….” “Jon…she looks a little green around the….” I reached for the small white trash can we lovingly called the puke bucket, but it was too late when I returned. Daisy had vomited down the front of her onesie. Before I could groan, the baby monitor chirped beside me. “Mr. Jonathan?” Kiyah called weakly. “How are you feeling, Kiyah?” I answered, helping Kierra strip Daisy out of her soiled clothing.

She’d never taken control like this, but Johnson was quickly learning that, as dominant as he was, he could be into just about anything where Daisy was concerned. He did as he was told, stripping off and taking a seat. Then narrowed his eyes as he realized how far away he was. “I can’t reach you.” “Exactly,” Daisy replied, eyes twinkling. She reached back and picked up three toys: a beaded metal dildo, a slim lilac vibrator, and a clear glass dildo with a bulbed head. “Which one?” “Are you using it on yourself or me?” Johnson asked, resting his elbows on his thighs and leaning forward.

Until the final move is mine. Daisy's voice is a relentless stream, each word grating against my patience. She's animated, her hands flailing as she recounts every mundane detail of her day. The kind of girl who wants the whole world to know she’s in love. With me. I nod occasionally, feigning interest, but my mind drifts. She twirls a straw in her milkshake like she’s trying to hypnotize it. "And then Zeus, oh my God, you should’ve seen Iris’s face when the professor called her out for not turning in that assignment! She looked like she wanted to disappear."

The air was still vibrating with the wild, desperate heat of what we had just done on the edge of the desk, but our proud walls were already slamming back up into place. Daisy pulled her dark sweater back over her head, smoothing down her messy hair with a sharp, angry tug. She cleared her throat, her voice completely level and cold as she broke the suffocating quiet. "We are done venting," she said, her emerald eyes flashing with a determination as she looked toward the door. "Let's go ruin him." "Good," I muttered, strapping my holster back onto my side and grabbing my jacket from the chair. "Keep your head in the game. I don't want any distractions when we get to the docks."

He quietly hums his approScott. I smile at him, maybe for a moment too long, and I break my stare to look around again. Daisy... Where is she? "You're looking for someone.", Mr. Scott states, though from his gaze on my dress I'm guessing he's not too worried for me. "My friend, she's- ", There. Daisy bustles in at- I check my watch- at six forty-one in old, bedazzled jeans, a jacket over a jumper, flats, and her hair in pigtails.

Chapter 62 HE LIED Daisy was bothered out of her mind when suddenly she received a call from jonas, she found it weird that Jonas would call her, he never called her, she began to worry about her father's health, had he fallen sick?, She had a lot of questions as she answered the call, "What happened Jonas?" She immediately asked "Mr Montero has been arrested" Jonas told her "What?" Daisy said "Why, what happened?" She asked "Your husband had him arrested,"