Darling Daisy Novelas e Histórias

One day , Daisy thought of going picnic with Pheony and Theodore , because these few Pheony was somewhat gloom , so , she thought picnic will make her happy like always . They went to the grassland filled with some flowers , it had a pleasant atmosphere . They took a maid and one escort with them . Daisy thought , if they played as usual , Pheony will be happy as always . As usual , we ran through the grasslands , and plucked the flowers . Daisy made a flower crown for Pheony . The white flowers will go with her pink hair . As I placed the flower crown on her head , she was coughing blood while smiling at her.

Every part of her body ached, as if she was going through some sort of physical withdrawal, and her throat burned with unshed tears. "Are you nervous.?" Ugo asked her. She glanced at her friend. "Not really. Brett won’t be there." "You’re sure about that?" Daisy nodded. "I won't be going if I thought otherwise. You've forgotten how enormous my pride is." Daisy watched Ugo drum her fingers on the armrest between their seats. For all the shopping they did on Saturday, she had made only two purchase. A white beaded top and black jean skirt that had a cut opening in front. Just to restate how stylish she was, Ugo styled the two outfits with a stylish straw hat and sparkly make-up.

Her father was in that car all along and watched his daughter display such act? Wow! We shook our heads and entered the cafeteria. It was quiet again until the flower girls showed up in their colorful outfits and makeup. Daisy wore a mix of yellow, white and pink clothes. Rose wore red dress with red berets and heels. Iris wore purple tracksuits. So these fellows didn’t wear the uniform because of Daisy’s father achievement. Clowns. “Hey sweetheart,” Daisy called, walking to my table with her minions. Zara gulped fearfully and adjusted her glasses.

Daisy asks and she looks at her then at us before nodding. “They all stayed here, no one has heard from them in days.” She walks in and we go through, the women are sitting there, and look up at us confused. Some look at Daisy in awe, and she does look amazing. She has on a beautiful elegant gown and all the jewellery we gave her. Mary has gone, we let her past the border, and she won't ever get back in. Daisy turns and looks at me, holding out her hand. I hand her the envelopes. Each one is named. Taking them she sits at the table.

"I found the good serving platter! Where do you want the fruit arrangement?" I froze, recognizing the voice immediately. A moment later, Daisy appeared in the entryway carrying an elaborate fruit platter. She was undeniably beautiful—tall and statuesque, with cascading auburn hair and the classic features that marked her Blood Moon Pack heritage. Her eyes lit up when she saw me. "Theo!" she exclaimed, setting down the platter and moving toward me with obvious intent. I glanced at Beta Charles, who had materialized silently in the doorway behind her. His slight shrug confirmed he was as surprised by her presence as I was. I carefully sidestepped Daisy's attempted embrace, maintaining a polite

I didn't have a chance to turn back when I felt kisses on my neck, the hands holding me had long fake red nails, the perfume was too strong and whoever it is, is too tall to be my Ari. I tried to push whoever is behind me and they stumbled a little, I heard the voice of heels clicking while they regained their balance. Looking behind me I saw Daisy, but no the Little Daisy I'm used to seeing, she's not in her little space, not even close. She has full makeup on her face, dressed in very revealing Lingerie that I know belongs to Hailey, and the perfume, how isn't she suffocating over her own smell. "What are you doing Daisy?" I ask in disbelief.

The doorbell rang suddenly and I flinched hard. “I’ll get it,” I muttered quickly, pulling away from Chloe and crossing the room fast. I yanked the door open without checking the peephole first, just desperate for any interruption that would break whatever horrible conversation we’d been about to have. Daisy stood in the hallway holding an enormous bouquet of pure white lilies, so big I could barely see her face behind them. She grinned at me brightly and thrust the flowers forward.

"It smells wonderful—so fresh and soothing. You shouldn't have." She asked the housemaid to store it in her perfume cabinet, then continued arranging the flowers. Adriana assisted from the side and asked gently, "You look thinner, Daisy. Are you feeling unwell?" "Not at all. I'm in good health. I even went for a morning run today." Daisy smiled, holding a lily stem up to compare it against the vase. "That's good. I won a national award, and the ceremony is the day after tomorrow. Come support me, won't you?"

I just hope that I get to meet her once again and amend my wrongs and never let he go again. As I was about to leave the restaurant I saw the same blond haired blur eyed girl who has so many similarities with the Daisy I loved. She is an orphan and has been working in my office for more than eight years. She is a prodigy and strangely her name is Rosy which is similar to Daisy but I think I have started falling for her because she reminds me so much of the Daisy which I love and I don't know why but my heart says that she is the Daisy I have been looking for forgiveness.

Tristian I'm sitting with Dahlia when Daisy walks into the pack house. I've never seen her outside of her baggy clothes so I never realized how beautiful she was. The dress she's wearing hugs her body in all the right places even if she's way too skinny and her makeup while subtle makes her natural beauty pop more. My eyes linger on her as she looks around and I see her make her way over to Grayson. I feel a stab in my heart as he circles her and then pulls her into his lap.