Daisy Zedd Romane & Geschichten

DAISY POV I stood there frozen, still clutching the pillow like it could somehow protect me. My damp hair dripped onto my shoulders, and the towel suddenly felt way too thin. These two women looked like they had stepped out of a magazine, while I looked like I had just rolled out of bed. The one with the deep red lips and wavy hair smiled wider, her eyes kind but assessing. “Hi, Daisy. I’m Zara. This is Lena.” She gestured to the woman beside her with the sleek bob and cat-like eyes. “Diesel sent us.”

Daisy said smugly, "She's a Zidonian, but she's stealing everyone's thunder. Our chief even recommended her for the next promotion, and she'd definitely be the next attending physician if we didn't do a thing about it. Well, now that I've slipped that drug into the bath salt she prepared for that Zidonian patient, rumor is already spreading that she'll be fired soon. The patient must consider her incompetent now." "That's enough, dear. We should be celebrating—why don't we jump into the bath together?" Bob suggested.

"Seth, it's going to be okay, don't call in bankruptcy on your late dad's company yet." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers yet laced with hope. "I will come over to your house by tomorrow, I think I might have found a way to fix our problem." Daisy said as she stared in bewilderment at her door. "Seth, I will call you back, I think someone is inside my room." Her voice was laced with trepidation and anxiety. Before Seth Nathaniel could say a word, Daisy Hunter ended the call. Her heart raced, Beads of sweat built down her cheeks as she walked slowly towards her door.

Zayn gave them a brief glance, nodded once, and then turned toward the door. “Let’s go,” he said simply. Lucien followed, the bodyguards carrying the bags behind them... ~~~~~~~~~~ Daisy let go of the dildo and sighed in frustration. She was still unsatisfied. “This is not enough,” she muttered, tossing the toy carelessly onto the bed. “I need a real man’s touch,” she added, her fingers tracing absent circles over her bare skin. An idea suddenly popped into her head. She reached for her phone and dialed a number. It rang twice, and on the third ring, the call connected.

“My one might be a bit long for you but it should fit otherwise.” Halsey is about to politely refuse but Daisy adds, “It’ll make me feel better! Please, lemme make it up to you. Just come with me. It’s in my locker at the gym. It’ll make me feel better if I can help you!” Daisy is a popular cheerleader and is one of the people who seems to be genuinely kind. She has a pretty smile which is alluring to many people. Halsey has a few classes with her but they never interacted before but Daisy is known to help people a lot.

This audacious bitch. “Good morning, Zoey.” Daisy.

"Brother Sean, yesterday Ted also kissed me! But he was so dirty that his saliva smudged my face." Ted? Sean frowned, and his face was already a little gloomy. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is Ted?" "He's May's brother!" Noticing that her Brother Sean was angry, Daisy blinked her eyes with fear. "Brother Sean, what's wrong with you?" Sean frowned and remembered. May was the little girl Zander had found to accompany Daisy to study. She was the daughter of Minister Lowell. She indeed had an older brother. Sean couldn't help but curse Ted in his heart. How dared he kiss Daisy!

Hell, if she could get rid of Runes herself, she would! “Runes isn't here! I have better news!” Thea said in excitement. “Hit me!” “I met Sakisma Reed.” she said. Daisy fell silent. “It's a lie.” “I am so serious right now! And she wants me to meet her later in the day! I don't know how to feel!” “Oh my goodness, this is huge! You went to Zean so you could meet her! This is awesome!” “I know. We started on a good foot and I really don't want to mess this up.”

Daisy said standing up from her chair clapping for the new Zander. We looked up at her bringing both of our heads down laughing at the joke, a smash of a plate came from the corner having all gazes there now. Hades had stormed out of the dinette, his eyes were pitch black a dementor black that gave you shivers. He was infuriated glaring back up at Daisy who sat back down giving a confident smirk elbow's on the table folding her hands together, winking in a flirty way. Who knew. Not me. “Hey Zander why do they call you The Beast—even though you're not.” I asked playing with my food more, waiting for a response nothing came. “You don’t have too, if you don’t want I just—”