Daisy Parker Book Novels & Stories

“Big brother, it’s me.” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “I don’t have time for whatever it is you want, Daisy.” Daisy was like a little sister to me; she was someone I deeply cared about, after all. The first time I saw her, she reminded me of Eve. The first time we met was when she was fifteen. I found her in the orphanage, alone and quiet, and she reminded me so much of Eve. Because of that, I sponsored her education and her career as an actress.

This is a fantasy based story , I don't actually think it has happened that anyone has had sex with there stalker so it's purely fantasy. Think of it like a mystery admirer. I repeat it's all a fantasy... Hope you like the naughty bits... Daisy's P.O.V. You can call me crazy but am definitely not normal, anyway I've fallen in love or more like in lust with someone I know not . Six months ago after moving to Brooklyn I started receiving love notes and Daisy flowers just like my name which is my favorite type of flowers. I wonder how he knew and I seem to not care much either because all I really want to do is to see the mystery man who's been hunting my dreams faceless.

I felt my own lungs finally remember how to work. Daisy straightened, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes. “I was kidding. I was *kidding*. I just wanted to see how long it would take for you to look like deer in headlights. Mission accomplished. You should have seen your faces...oh my God.” Sarah covered her face with both hands. “Daisy, I swear to everything holy...” “I’m not even *that* holy,” Daisy cut in, still grinning. “I mean, I go to church, sure, but I’ve got N*****x and a vibrator same as everybody else. I’m not *dead*.”

The afternoon sun felt warm on Daisy's face as she walked through the Zean's public parks, a slight smile on her face. It was a peaceful Saturday morning and the park was as quiet as usual with barely anyone around. On one hand, she carried a thick novel with a rather scandalous front cover, one she didn't bother to hide or cover. In the other, a small picnic basket swayed gently. She needed this. A quiet escape from the clatter of her cafe and the loud noise of the city. This was the only place she felt peaceful and able to read her novels in silence. Her apartment would have been a great option but right below her was her bustling cafe..

But Daisy was smart. When the kettle whistled, she poured the tea into two mugs and took a seat across from me at the table. “Zarek,” she said in a firm tone, “what are you really here for? Surely, you didn’t come just to get to know me.” “You’re right, Daisy.” She never told me her name, but she didn’t even flinch when I said it. “There’s actually someone I’m looking for. A young woman named Freesia. You wouldn’t happen to know her, would you?”

That corridor was the common path of auditorium also. Suddenly Daisy realized that a pair of bright sparkling eyes were following her every move. She turned around and saw that Lucas was standing nearby staring at her. His eyes were ablaze and more scorching like the sun that Daisy felt little uncomfortable. Lucas was surrounded by a group of boys. They were all chatting happily, but he was silently noticing Daisy. He held a cigarette in his hand, from which he took a long and deep puff. With a devilish smirk on his lips, he started walking towards Daisy, taking small steps. Daisy was aware of his dominating presence but she ignored his presence and without sparing a single glance, she conti

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... ♥️♥️

Diesel is a thief, a killer, and a monster in a hoodie—but he might be the only thing standing between Daisy and the men who want to break her. In a world where every debt is paid in blood, Daisy is about to learn that some bonds are more dangerous than any debt. Can she survive the man who rescued her, or will Diesel be the one to finally finish what her father started? DAISY POV Location: 4022 West Side Alley—The Club Joint

I snorted. Dallas stared intently into my eye's curiosity burned in them. I raised her chin, pressed my lips to hers, and pulled away. “I told him that every second counts,” I murmured. Author's Note: To those who have lost anyone to cancer, I'm truly sorry. It was a coincidence that in this book, River’s mother, Bonnie, had pancreatic cancer. I didn't know Susan Johnson until I was just a couple of chapters from being done with this book. The woman I dedicated this book to happened to read one of my other books, Ace Bad Things. When I met her, I found out she had Pancreatic cancer like the character in my book.

"This is... a book?" Matthew nodded. "Didn't you say a few days ago that you've been looking for this ancient book for a long time? I found it in my study." Daisy was a little excited. She quickly opened the paper bag and took out the book inside. It was exactly the one she wanted. She couldn't find it in the library of Presidential Palace. She didn't expect that Matthew would find it for her. Daisy held the book and said sincerely, "Thank you." Matthew smiled slightly and said, "You're welcome. Anyway, it's useless to me. It's better to give it to the people who really need it."