Daisy Warriors Novels & Stories

If she meets him, he will not threaten to kill her, but he will also make her panicky. The army station is not the same as the desert, but perhaps not far from the desert, Daisy still occasionally sees the wind blowing sand here. This must be a small oasis in the desert that they have captured. Daisy wonders if this is a conquest army or a national defense arm. Is she standing in the army of villains or brave ones who are fighting for the nation? War by force, whether unjustified or justified, will only bring loss and pain. And either way, she has no choice. She can't even choose to support or oppose them. Her life is in their hands. Strangling her or letting her down, comes within their jur

Elaina felt her fingers touch the metal strapped against her shoulder blade. She feigned worry as the warrior drew too close, then with a savage smile of her own she let the dagger fly forward, embedding itself perfectly in his chest. His eyes grew wide as he looked down, then with a yell of rage he fell to the ground blood pouring from his open wound. Rushing forward Elaina pried her weapon from the now dead warriors chest. Standing she wiped fresh blood off of it with the hem of her shirt. Hands grabbed her from behind, whirling Elaina raised her dagger ready to strike, but stopped mid way as her eyes connected with Chase’s.

He didn’t listen. “I said let her go.” His rage was blinding. This wouldn’t be settled with words. Not tonight. He charged at me, teeth bared like an animal. We fought—vicious, primal. The walls shook. My strength matched his, but mine was sharpened by purpose. I pinned him at last, his breath ragged in my grip. “One soul will be reaped tonight,” I whispered coldly. I looked over to the girl. “But it won’t be hers.”

"If you get bit, you die. Simple as that." "You guys, nobody is going to get bit. The soldiers are here to protect us. Don't forget that," Daisy says, sitting across from her sister Rose. Daisy and Rose Adams are seventeen year old fraternal twins, but they definitely don't look like they'd even be related. Daisy has short, light blonde hair, and Rose has waist-length dark red hair that is usually kept in a single braid for convenience. Daisy is more pear-shaped while Rose is a bit thinner. They both have wide-set light blue eyes that have developed a hard edge in the past six months.

“Blood calls blood, Daisy. True Red Claw always finds a way.” Daisy’s face twisted, ugly with rage. “Doesn’t matter! I’ll kill you all! I’ll…” But her claws fizzled, power sputtering out like a candle in a storm. That little crack of truth? It wrecked something deep inside her. Mark stepped up, his sword ready, eyes hard. “Game’s over, Daisy. Surrender and” “Never!” Daisy shrieked, and then, she exploded. Her whole body went nova, black fire swirling, witch-magic tearing her apart from the inside.

She was a warrior goddess in the half-light. Daisy’s fingers traced the line of Sienna’s jaw, then tangled in her hair, not to hurt, but to possess. “This is our hearth,” Daisy said, her eyes locked on Sienna’s. “Our sacred space. And you’re going to worship it. Worship me in it.”

His wolf radiated dominance so thick that even the air felt heavier. My wolf immediately pushed forward, his instincts sharpening, and I shifted Daisy behind me in one motion. She didn’t stay behind me for even three seconds. “Lui!” she burst out, rushing toward him. He blinked at her in shock, the icy look breaking. “Daisy? Goddess… I almost ordered my warriors to attack you.” Then his gaze snapped to me—hard and assessing. “Wait,” Daisy said, frowning at him. “What do you mean your warriors?”

The thought stung her painfully. Waniya and Ahmed reached Faiq's place arm in arm. Waniya was wearing an orange shimmer blouse, paired a blue ripped jeans and high heels. She had draped a matching dupatta on one of her shoulders and had secured it in place with a waist chain. Her makeup was done to perfection. She was a sight to hold. As they entered, she saw several heads turning towards her and Ahmed. She was aware of each and every look. Some were awed and some immediately got jealous and envious.

"Let's inform father first then we can all head to her grave." "As you wish my sister." Daisy quickly took her bath and changed into something nice. She informed the guards to tell Galore where she went in case they returned and met her absence. Coming out of the palace building, Daisy white wings sprouted out from her back and spread widely. Grabbing hold of Flower's right hand, she flew towards her father's kingdom, unlike Daisy, Flower wasn't born with wings. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖

*5 years back* The doors opened and out came Daisy's face with a refreshing smile. "Hey",said Daisy to the soldiers. The soldiers looked friendly but Daisy seemed kind of scared anyways. "So... what's up",she said nervously "You didn't come to the palace for the training today",said the tall soldier. "We thought something might have happened to you....you live so close to the forest anyways" "Stop bringing that up Xavier",said Daisy with a sigh. "I was just feeling a little under the weather.....cough and all, but I'm fine now"