Daisy Oak Novels & Stories

With a bunch of wild roses, she walks inside the storage room and brings a receipt form! " Let me tell you. This is Daisy... ( A bridge that she is pointing at flowers so that the people outside think it is a flower name). You have to tie them so that...(her finger moves to the tunnel)..." " Wait, How can I get the daisy if the owner is with a fence around the field?" " Nice question." She bends over, taking a map of the village... " Where are you standing?" Oryx smirks, finding the girl is really intelligent... " This mountain!"

Tears roll down my eyes uncontrollably, I leans against the pillar, covering my mouth with my other hand, hysterical sobs escape my shaking form. ______________ What should Daisy do to get herself out of this situation? Vote and comment my loves... ♥️♥️

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Daisy cried TBC

The distant hills surrounding the barn reminded Damian of the mounts of Daisy Valley, his childhood home. Ancient oaks, birches, and maples covered the steep slopes, and thick scrub covered the forest floor. It was supposedly gorgeous in the fall, but in the summer it was a treacherous landscape, muffled with foliage.

Daisy was carefully walking around the field, inspecting flowers and small rocks. She snuck up behind Alexis and sat next to her, holding a small wild violet. She took a small deep breath and leaned over, tucking the flower behind Alexis’ ear. “I also found this necklace..” she showed Alexis a small gold heart on a thin gold chain. “If you want, I can put it on you..” Alexis smiled and nodded. Daisy stood up on her knees and shuffled behind her, securing the delicate chain around her lover's neck. “It’s beautiful... Thank you.” Alexis blushed, inspecting the golden heart she now wore.

Sir Eletrish Anounced in response to the crowd At this point everyone went nuts making as much noise as they possibly could. "Now that's What I like to hear Now we have a very intresting fight here for you as both of these youngsters are over brimming with potiential and with out fauther ado it is my honor to introduce them to you. Over here" He Gestures to Daisy " Is a little lady from imagination sector of the Creation Nation she may not seem like much but once she gets fighting it be a huge mistake to underestimate her, She is the ever kind and energitc Daisy Astair!" Sir. Eletrish Calls out enthusiatically as the crowd returns it in aplause.

Daisy really tried to mask her sadness but knowing her inability to hide her emotions, it probably didn't work. "I only found out yesterday. But do you know what this means? I get to spend Christmas with Sarah!" Owen's face lit up when talking about his girlfriend. After being so opposed to talking about his personal life for so long, Daisy persisted in getting him to open up and when he did, the guy wouldn't stop talking about his childhood sweetheart. It was the only time Owen openly talked with a relaxed, comfortable smile.

"I don't know why I'm so drawn to you! You look so special and I'm certain that you're more than a human. Sarah utter touching daisy face as she removed her hand from her cheeks. "Don't touch me! Don't ever lay your hands on me because you seem so wicked. I want to go home! I want to go meet my parents! Daisy cried out as Sarah's smile. "What's your name dear and what's your parents name? "Why do you wish to know? Do you want to come hurt my parents too just like you did to me? No dear, because we want to take you to them. Daisy face change immediately on hearing that. "I'm daisy! My father's name is.... Carson Bryson! A scientist and a doctor in the field of science.

Daisy said, stroking River's right cheek with her slender fingers, each fingernail adorned with a luxurious red and gold polish. "I can't wait until later," River whispered, which made Daisy panic. She didn't want all her plans to end up naked on River's desk. "People who are patient will get a beautiful gift," Daisy said, hoping that River couldn't hear her heart beating as it jumped out of her chest. "These roses will still be there for you to pick when you get home from work," Daisy whispered in River's ear. "You know, the prettiest roses must be picked at the most opportune time. So bear with me, River."