Daisy The Healer Nude Novels & Stories

As he finished speaking, an assistant turned on the tablet. The camera footage from inside the healing room was projected for all to see. The moment the screen lit up, every eye was glued to it. In the video, a female healer was dressed in a sterile white coat, wearing a surgical mask. Her height, body type, and even the way she held a hemostat were identical to mine. Her face was completely hidden by the cap and mask. You could only judge by her general appearance. On top of that, the camera in the healing room was mounted high on the ceiling.

Her hair fell over her face as she suddenly dropped her weight onto one side, putting on that pale, fragile look she loved to use. "Oh, Daisy," Victoria whispered, her voice immediately turning small, sweet, and trembling. She clutched the small bottle against her chest. "You scared me. I was just... the guards were busy, and my leg was hurting so badly. I came down here to see if the staff had anything to help ease the pain. I didn't mean to get in the way." Looking at her face made disgust roll over me. I remembered this exact voice from the woods. I remembered her playing the sweet, innocent cousin while she helped Cassian ruin my family.

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

With his broad hands he unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. Lisa bit her lips which was luscious to eyes. A small moan escaped from her brown lips when Damien bit hard on her nipples. "Ahhh...!!!" Celestine screamed and stood up covering her eyes. It was same as watching porn movie. "Fuck!!!" Damien cursed and left Lisa who was breathing heavily. "We can continue. Den is there to help her." Lisa said unhappily. "I am not in mood." Damien left fuming Lisa naked on bed. "Fuck you Celestine" she cursed her.

Dolion hung up, and I resumed my warrant with Ray, before he chilled in the lady that makes my eyes ignited to violet. “ Hey, besides I saw a pretty girl in glasses she was with Daisie, why not go for her now?” Ray brushed his brown hair to the corner of his face. “ Who is the girl?” I asked. “ I heard Daisie called her Sage.” Ray gazed at my furrowed brow. “ She’s the pack healer.” I grumbled. “ What Healer? She looks so hot, especially in those glasses. It would be sexy to fuck her with her glasses on.” Ray said in his flirty tone.

She unhooks her bra and stands up on the bed and removes her panties. "Give me a taste of your lips," says Magnus and Daisy kisses him. She breaks the kiss and he says "now your other lips" Daisy climbs over him and positions herself for Magnus to lick, suck and mostly torture her core to cum. She moves away unable to stay still. "I wasn't finished," says Magnus.

"Can you get it out of him? Can you make him better?" "I think so, yes," Daisy replied, placing both of her hands on Myrrak's chest and pretending to channel some kind of healing energy into his body. "But it's going to take some time, and he's going to be very weak for a while after I finish removing all of this from his system."

But under Daisy’s worshipful look, the vulnerability transformed into power. “Lie back,” Daisy said, her voice husky. Sienna obeyed, letting Daisy guide her to lie back on the sturdy table. The wood was cool and solid beneath her. Canvases and jars of brushes were pushed gently aside. Nina Simone’s voice wrapped around them. Daisy stood between Sienna’s legs, which dangled over the edge of the table. She leaned down and took one peaking nipple into her mouth.

“Under no circumstances… does Ayla touch that sample.” A flicker of something passed through the healer’s eyes. Fear. “I understand.” Then she left. I caught his arm. “Who’s Ayla?” Dax’s chuckle was dark, the kind that promised trouble. “A psychopath who likes to call herself a healer. She’ll open you up just to see what makes you tick... and she won’t lose sleep if you don’t wake up the same.” I opened my mouth to ask more, but Dax stood up in one smooth motion and scooped me into his arms bridal-style like I weighed nothing.

Daisy remained unconscious the whole time, and I could feel our mate bond getting weaker. When we finally reached the pack house, I carried her straight to the healer's room. "Silver poisoning," the healer confirmed after examining her. "It's interfering with her vampire healing abilities. I'll need to cleanse it from her system." "How long will that take?" "Several hours," the healer said. "You should get some rest, Alpha. There's nothing you can do now but wait." But I couldn't rest. Instead, I sat in the chair next to Daisy's bed and held her hand, waiting for her to wake up.