Daisy Oak Novels & Stories

hope turn away from daisy,taking off her crop top. Daisy heave not in relief but frustration staring at the seventeen years old girl,again she couldn't help but noticing how she looks like both may zhiang and Owen,She was beautiful no doubt,her hair folded to her waist due to the fact that once hope cuts the hair it grows back instantly.

If he could lure her here, he could snatch her and be gone before they were caught. His afternoon nap under a tree was disturbed. Smelling her so strongly he could almost taste her blood, he moved as quietly as a beast of his side could move. Crawling through the tall grass, he froze. Daisy was there by the holes he made in the fence, staring at the wildflowers. Her beautiful brown eyes darted to and for scanning for danger. She was the most perfect female he had ever seen. The color of her hair was like his grandmother’s favorite toffee and so silky smooth it glistened in the sunlight.

After hesitating, Daisy said, "I’m a disciple of the Green Paradise Sect, born with the Night Terrors Physique." Caspian's heart skipped a beat. Today, he finally knew what was special about Daisy — she had an innate physique like Carson! "The Green Paradise Sect… No wonder." The giant white pig nodded again and again, like an old pedant. "The Night Terrors Physique… That's rare… Great… Yes…" As it spoke, the pig opened its mouth big and suddenly drooled.

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

Mia murmured as she didn't realize that her lips had pursed in regret. After a moment of silence, the secretary finally highlighted the last two paragraphs. “Daisy is a symbol of wisdom, courage and faith. Its name is taken from the Greek which means star, symbol of light and hope. For that reason, it is often given as a form of greeting or appreciation, especially to people who are considered special. Another meaning hidden behind its beauty is a message of love and affection.” “So, now you know how much we love you, don't you? Especially my father, your loyal admirer. If you have time, come to our farm again. My dad said he wanted to teach you how to ride a horse for making 'his James' eve

She was running towards something, not away. Daisy was waiting at the tiny, rustic station, leaning against her beat-up, mud-splattered Jeep. She wore worn hiking boots, faded jeans, and a thick flannel shirt over a thermal. She looked like a woodland spirit, utterly at home. When she saw Sienna, her face lit with a smile so bright it seemed to cut through the crisp mountain air.

Daisy said. Dahlia smiled after listening to what Daisy said. She may not be an influencer like her father, Mr Diego, but she was great with laptops and computers. She even owns a company that manufactures computers and laptops. "That's right, I'm wondering if I heard right, but I think I heard you say you'd be busy going to your company?". Dahlia asked Daisy. "I forgot, you don't know about this but, I'm the chairman of D's Company and industry". Daisy revealed to Dahlia who ended up staring at her in total disbelief.

She walked back into the cave, her heart raw, her chest hollow, the knife still lying in the snow behind her like a question she didn’t know how to answer. --- Later that night, Kael sat perched in a tree overlooking a different stretch of forest—the edges of Greyer territory, near the river where Daisy often came to ‘gather herbs.’ She had come like clockwork. But Kael had eyes now. Eyes honed to notice what wasn't supposed to exist. Daisy was not gathering herbs this evening. She was whispering in low voices to the darkness. A dark-hooded form stepped out of the trees—tall, emaciated, face hidden.

Daisy's wolf was scared of Alice even though Alice has no wolf and is ranked as an omega while Daisy was ranked equal to beta. Then why does her wolf fears Alice? An omega! This thought makes her feel like someone has been insulting her. She gritted her teeth glaring at Alice's tiny frame that was sitting beside the window focusing on the herbs. "You can place it here." Daisy blinked rapidly before looking away. She obliged her words and placed the tray on the table beside the herbs.

Soon the gentle heat of the morning will send them back to the clouds and the bloom will raise her head, calling to the summer bees. The fresh air and the greenery born of the trees and shrubs come together in their ballet dance. The sweet breeze giving air richer in carbon-dioxide to the flora, and the flora giving air richer in oxygen in return. In the wash of the light, her face takes on the appearance of a beautiful fairy with as white as snow and her red hair blowing in the wind. Her eyes are a little small than usual, red and puffy. She has been crying. Maddox was amazed to see such beauty. It was such a sight to behold.