Darling Daisy Novelas e Histórias

***Daisy's POV.*** I get ready in a rose gold sequin bodycon gown which has a cold shoulder short sleeve and choker neck. I wear the crescent moon earrings which my parents gifted me today. As I fluff my hair, my mind goes back to this afternoon when that thought invaded my mind. I love kids and so does Theo. However, we just started our relationship and we both are so busy that I feel we won’t be able to make space for that baby. I would do anything to have Theo’s babies, but it is very early. Or maybe I am worrying about nothing.

Cassian’s smile grew even wider when he saw me approaching, and he extended his right hand toward me, holding a small velvet box in his left hand that contained a multi-million-dollar ring meant to bind me to his side forever. "You look stunning, Daisy," Cassian murmured as I got closer to the edge of the stage, his voice dripping with that familiar, fake warmth that used to make my heart flutter but now just made my stomach turn with disgust. "Come up here and take your place next to me so we can show everyone the future of our packs." Victoria smiled from the side of the stairs, nodding her head encouragingly as she smoothed down her blue dress. "Go on, Daisy, don't be shy. Everyone is wai

“Anyway, I should go fix my lipstick. They’re calling for final portraits soon.” She turned, then paused. “Daisies are stronger than they look, you know,” she added with a soft smile, eyes gleaming. “They grow even after being stepped on. But they don’t bloom just anywhere… they need the right place. The right conditions.” And with that, she walked away—calm, graceful, untouchable. Emily stared after her, the daisy still in her hand. Her fingers trembled now, not from weakness—but from restraint. Nancy hadn’t said her name. She hadn’t raised her voice. She didn’t need to.

Till one morning… “Poor guy.” She offered. “I dare say he's better than any of us sitting here.” I shot at her. “Oh, honey. I know that. I have a seat in hell, and my dying wish is gonna be to have a red silky maxi gown on. I want it to flow as I walk past you all to take my seat.” She said, laughing maniacally. Daisy wasn't good with thinking, it's no surprise she couldn't handle a business for more than six months.

~Daisy~ The morning the story breaks feels like the floor has dropped out from under me. I’m standing in my tiny kitchen in nothing but Aragorn’s oversized black hoodie, waiting for the kettle to whistle, when my phone starts vibrating across the counter like it’s possessed. One notification. Two. Ten. Twenty. I pick it up with damp fingers and the headline slams into me. ~~PRINCE ARAGORN’S MYSTERY WOMAN REVEALED: LOCAL FLOWER SHOP OWNER DAISY HARLOW CAPTURES THE HEIR’S HEART~~

Only a touch of makeup enhances her inner beauty, she looks like a blooming flower “you are looking so stunning, let's go” Ashley dropped the brush and dragged her out of the apartment. Daisy, who moved to Anzaina for her studies, met Ashley, a known family acquaintance, soon two became the good friends Daisy is a reserved young lady, her serene beauty oozes seductive allure, pulling you in with a mesmerizing charm that only a few are lucky enough to witness. Her quiet attitude conceals a universe of depth and contemplation, a loving spirit whose beauty echoes with calm strength.

Helen yelled peeping through the window of the cab, "Daisy, I will wait here, infront of your house exactly at 7:30pm. Don't be late." Daisy was standing infront of her house, waving her hand, she replied, "Alright. See you soon. Bye." Then, Daisy walked inside her head. After taking a shower, she fell on the bed for a short nap. When, she woke up, it was almost 6pm. So, without wasting time, she started to be ready. It was the month of July so temperature was really high in Los Angeles. Daisy bought a black two piece split sexy and elegant evening party dress. It was suitable and comfortable for summer. She put on a pair of matching ear rings and a black stone bracelet. After putting on som

Daisy said, stroking River's right cheek with her slender fingers, each fingernail adorned with a luxurious red and gold polish. "I can't wait until later," River whispered, which made Daisy panic. She didn't want all her plans to end up naked on River's desk. "People who are patient will get a beautiful gift," Daisy said, hoping that River couldn't hear her heart beating as it jumped out of her chest. "These roses will still be there for you to pick when you get home from work," Daisy whispered in River's ear. "You know, the prettiest roses must be picked at the most opportune time. So bear with me, River."

a soft voice called out. Standing mere feet away, Daisy's ethereal presence commanded attention. Her hourglass figure was draped in an elegant, long purple knitted skirt that cascaded down her long slender legs like a rich, velvety waterfall. The skirt's subtle sheen caught the light, accentuating her delicate curves. A matching lilac cropped top hugged her torso, showcasing her toned tummy. Daisy's raven hair framed her almond-shaped face, with loose waves spilling down her back like a soft waterfall. Her piercing green eyes sparkled with warmth, illuminated by the soft glow of the lights that surrounded us.

A daisy, a solitary speck of white and yellow, bloomed prematurely amid the pristine green of Vesna's freshly mowed lawn at home. She shined brightly in the May sun, her golden centre a perfect reflection of the sun above. This trailblazing flower will not last long or even have a brief yet gorgeous life in a daisy chain. If she had bloomed in any other place, she would have been taken out, roots and all, and composted by the end of the day.