Daisy Jones & The Six Novels & Stories

Pretending I was in the sitting room with Jennifer and Victor, I began to read the words on my tablet’s screen. “Hello, most of you know me, but in case you don’t, my name is Daisy Wilson.” Okay, I can do this. And then a voice called out from the audience, “Come on, Daisy, sing us a song or something.” The troublemaker was told to be silent by Principle Jones, but it was too late. I started to shake again as I tried to continue reading my speech. “I…I’m on this …this stage to …today to tah …talk to you ah …about the …the urgent nah …nah …needs of ….”

I shut my eyes and scream out loud. _____________ Is Daisy dead? Vote and comment my loves... ♥️♥️

daisy Her dark brown hair fell down her back in shiny waves, covering the back of the bright orange jumpsuit Daisy was forced into. The metal cuffs were cold around her wrists and the chilly air made her shiver. Her uniform was several sizes too big for her so she turned the long sleeves into mittens, covering as much of her skin as she could past the cuffs. The pant legs were folded loosely but luckily her white trainers fit perfectly on her size 3 feet.

Trevor: Sitrep? DIANA: Vice Admiral Rerillion Gapes is KIA. We have lost one of four transit capsules. You are now Captain of the DJS ITALICA. The ITALICA is a wanted vessel in this universe cluster. You have one unviewed Video. Trevor: *surprised* What Video? DIANA: File name; "In case I don't make it.tuv" Still confused and suffering with great grief Trevor wondered for a bit. He thinks he had just got delusional. He then decides to play the video.

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.

I watch as D sits with his mouth against Daisy, clearly singing something and I can’t help but laugh. She’s looking at him confused as he sings ‘Lick lick lick’ in her ear, and I have to g****e the lyrics on my phone and laugh, ‘Pleasure P, Lick lick lick’. I hope she realises what he is doing. I fight back the laughter as I message Marc, and he reads his eyes widening. “D, save it for after please.” Marc looks at him and we all laugh. “What is so funny?” Daisy looks between us and I bite against my cheek to stop the laughter.

I leaned against the tile, legs spread, letting them work. Fifteen dropped to his knees, licked my clit while Sixteen pressed behind me, cock hard against my ass. I reached back, stroked him. “Fuck me,” I said. “Both of you. Right here.” They didn’t need telling twice. Fifteen stood, lifted one of my legs, slid into my pussy slow. Sixteen lubed up (someone had brought more), pressed into my ass. Another DP—this one standing, water pounding down, steam thick. The heat, the slickness, the way their cocks moved in tandem—it was overwhelming. I came again, hard, screaming into the spray. They finished on my tits—hot spurts mixing with water, running down my stomach.

"You shouldn't look at me with such desire... No one should see us in this position..." Before he could finish his warning, Daisy lunged. She bridged the remaining gap, locking her lips onto his in a hungry, desperate collision and hub She wound her arms tightly around his neck, pressing into him until he tumbled onto the mattress. "What are you doing?" Jayson groaned, the question barely escaping against the velvet warmth of her lips. Daisy didn’t offer a reply. She was silent, her focus entirely consumed by the urgent task of her hands, which began to feverishly fumble with the buttons of his shirt.

“Jane, is it okay if I don’t choose from your shop?” “Of course,” Jenny laughed. “Amber is still just testing things out there.” The girls started discussing Diane’s wedding, while the rest of us moved to Paul’s guest room. He shut the door, and silence fell. “We have to go through this four times?” Aaron asked in despair. “Diane is trying to spare me—she talks mostly with Mayoko, Jessica, and Susy,” Daryl said. “She’s leaving Jenny out?” I was surprised. “Depends,” Daryl laughed. “She doesn’t ask about the invitations or the plate designs, but she has talked to her about the seating arrangements.”

Rachel said softly. "Daisy. That name sounds familiar." Jessie thought for a moment, and the memory clicked. "She's a rising star. She's huge right now. If people find out she's not straight, and that she's dating me, her fans would tear her apart." Rachel clearly adored Daisy, and she didn't want to cause any trouble for her. Jessie recalled Daisy from a drama last year. It was related to combat and romance. It had a great plot and a gorgeous male lead. There were endless kiss scenes, and those were usually very pleasant to watch.