Daisy Wright Novels & Stories

Alexander replied to him and continued watching Dahlia and James. "Unbelievable! It's the Daisy I know. The wife of Lucius Davis who strangely disappeared years ago. I can't believe that she's your big sister and also the owner of such a huge successful Company like D's!". James was so amazed that he couldn't help himself and said all this out loudly. James turned to face Alexander, Jack and Henry that were seated at the sofa and glaring at him like some kind of another jerk. "No wonder these kids strangely look like Lucius Davis…. It turns out they're Daisy and Lucius Davis ....". Dahlia had heard enough from James, she slammed her hands on her desk as she stood up and said, "Enough, James!

' Closing the diary, she wiped her tears and planned to be as powerful as Athena was. "Lady Athena help me..." she muttered looking up in the starry sky. The wind blew her hair, giving chills to her spine. The little goosebumps on her skin made her aware of what she was doing or about to do. Gryla knocked on the door and pushed the door open. She came in speaking politely. "Lady Dasher, it's time." Walking in the room, Pidge gave a nod to walk with the witch. It was the stroke of midnight, the witching hour on its peak.

She whispered some words before walking out of the room. * * ~DAISY~ Gosh! Lord I asked for a brother and not some pain in the ass. Bryan is so annoying and who the hell was looking for me? I roamed my eyes around the passage. But the I didn't recognized the people sitting on the bench. I was about to turn back when I heard my name. That voice! No! It can't be him... I turned in a haste and my eyes fell upon Dave. He was standing far from me as he gaze was upon me. He was looking hot as usual with his black shirt and trouser.

David looked out of his jet as it landed on the tarmac of the airport straight into his private hanger, a privilege only a few in the world enjoy. "Douglas! " He called out to his personal assistant who was vigorously tapping on his laptop but immediately put it away hearing his boss call out to him. "Brief me again about her. " He said and Douglas nodded and took out a file. "She works at Sephora as a manger and lives with her best friend name Mimi Jackson who works as an assistant to a one Mr Decker of Decker construction and has a three years old daughter by name Nora Ariel Morganza. "

Dalton’s point of view: Walking around the car parked in the driveway and heading toward the pack house, I caught a glimpse of something colorful out of the corner of my eye, over near the edge of the woods. Curious, I glanced over just in time to see a figure dressed in a bright red sundress disappear into the trees. I got more curious when I caught a whiff of her enticing scent. I’d recognize that woman anywhere. Why was she going into the woods? I wondered.

Daisy is wearing a sleeveless dress just to show off the crescent moon on her shoulder, the sign of a true and powerful Luna. "They won't know what hit them." Daisy giggles and holds Aiden's arm. "That bitch better not try and flirt with my man through! If I don't slap and tell her off, then I know Aiden will in my stead." She smiles up at her mate and he makes a face agreeing with her. "You know it." Aiden shudders. "Someone like her makes me sick. Besides, you'll make every she-wolf pale in comparison." I couldn't agree more but I don't say it out loud.

Daisy, her innocent eyes wide with confusion, shook her head defiantly, not fully understanding the weight of her father’s words but sensing something was deeply wrong. “No, Daddy!” she cried, her small voice trembling with conviction. “My teacher says any man who touches a woman is a coward! You’re a coward, Daddy!” Victor’s face hardened instantly, her words striking him in a place he hadn’t expected. The fire that had momentarily subsided surged back in a violent wave. Without thinking, he grabbed Daisy’s tiny wrists, his grip firm but not hurting her, yet the sudden movement made her gasp. Her words had stung deeper than he cared to admit, and now all he could feel was the bruising weigh

I don't want Wyatt to feel like he is my driver and our ride is going to be long as it will take an hour to reach Riverhead in long Island so I as well give him some company and talk. Wyatt and I talk about our families. I tell him about my brother and his wife and their two children. And he tells me about his wife and their one and only daughter, Daisy. Daisy is studying arts in London university and to my surprise I come to know she is second god daughter of Richard. "Well then I would love to meet her." I say with excited smile. "Well I don't think she will come back for a year or so as she has internship to do. But we are going to go there on her special day next month as she would be gr

The doors wont open until we arrive and are ready to welcome everyone. As Lily gets help putting on her dress, I get help putting mine on. It had been a month since I had looked at my dress and I loved seeing it again. I fell in love with it all over again. As is my trademark, it seems, I went with an emerald green dress in a tight-fitting dress that flared out from the knees down to my ankles. Mine was a V-neck in the front and a matching V in the back to just above my bra. It had gold bead accents on the bottom above the ruffle. Sexy but not showing too much skin. Most would be dressed in gowns this evening; Lily went with a tight-fitting navy dress that accentuates her curves. She

"Perfect. Your face was covered too. So even if you both ever cross path, you both still won't be able to recognize each other. Whatever, at this moment you should be worried on what to tell the chief." “Who's afraid of him anyway. I don't give a damn to the chief?” Said Daisy while walking straight to her office desk. “Daisy, chief's calling you.” Sounded Rayns voice, to which Ella said, “See, I told you. Best of luck, girl.” Daisy winked at her while walking straight to the chief's office. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am a Daisy Moore. A twenty-five years old, female intelligence officer. There's no mission, that I have failed to fulfil. I am fearless and won't even think for a sing