Lesbian Daisy Chain Novels & Stories

Daisy whispered to us, and the woman— my mother looked oblivious to what she had just said. “You are in the Shadow pack and these people that are behind me,” Daisy replied to her softly since she was the only one with her nerves not shooting out of her veins at the moment. “They are all your kids. If you will allow me to help you then you’ll see. You can trust me.”

she really is disappointed at me. Bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko sa kaba. Bakit, sino ba yan Thorn na iyan? She called Luna, one of our friends. She's married with 2 young and cute children. Hindi ko na pinansin ang kanilang usapan at hinimas ko ang aking tiyan.

The girl who didn’t dare to step out of the room in fear dared to step outside in this world alone. “Confidence.” That’s all Carlos was dying to build in her and she had successfully implemented that as an obedient student. “Wow.” He stood in front of the mirror and clapped. “What a lovely stance Inaya. Fucking leaving me in alone you thought you have saved me.” He couldn’t be furious also knowing through which she had gone. Maybe freedom was more important to her than this prison of love. The constant fear of losing, pushing someone in the same deadly fight, maybe those are something she wanted to avoid since the beginning. Carlos couldn’t even blame her fully for such a drastic decision. M

Who are you. The woman laughs. It is a sharp. unpleasant sound. I am Sila. I am the one who was supposed to be Luna before you showed up. She walks around me. She looks at my chains. She looks at my bruised face. She doesn't see a person. She sees an obstacle. She sees a pest. You do not look like much. Sila says. You look like a stray. I am a rogue. I say. I am not a pet. Sila leans down. She is close enough that I can smell her perfume. It is floral. Sickly sweet. It hides the smell of the wolf underneath.

My arms wrapped around my knees like I could hold myself together. “Shit… shit, shit,” I whispered, banging the back of my head against the door. “What the hell is wrong with you?” His voice still echoed in my ears. That dark promise. That desperate “words” Then the colder one: Dress up. I buried my face in my hands for a long moment before forcing myself up and into the bathroom. Davis POV I was waiting outside the hotel, already dreading the night. Then Laura came down the stairs. Jesus Christ. I shouted not too loud.

Dimitri reached Douglas’s door first and twisted the handle. Locked. “Damn it,” he muttered. I took three steps back. Then I lifted my boot and drove it into the door with everything I had. The frame splintered. The door burst open. Six women came flying out like frightened birds, from one side of the suite, heels clattering against the floor, mascara streaked down their cheeks as they ran past us screaming. But my attention locked on the room beyond them. Me and Dimitri charged further until we stumbled on both of them.

My hands were itching to grab him, to squeeze him until I felt his life force drain from him. “Just watch,” he answered and my eyes traveled back to Daisy who was now moving slowly. She shuddered a little, then stopped. Then she shuddered again and her eyes shot open. They were red, as if filled with blood and she began struggling against the chain that was holding her, shaking violently. She started growling and as she did that, Asper laughed and turned to me. “This is going to be fun to watch. You, meeting your end at the hand of the woman you love. Poetic.”

For crying out loud, she had nothing but her lingerie and that's a big turn-on to him. He forces himself to stay still and reach for the two ends of the bra, he is about to hook it when the urge to caress her soft skin kicks in. Without thinking, he trails the line down her spine enjoying how good it feels. Daisy wasn't expecting that, so she turned around scared it might be one of the sales girls who was trying to take advantage of her. All her life, she's heard of Lesbians but has never seen one. And it scares her to know she might be a victim of their assault.

Tears roll down my eyes uncontrollably, I leans against the pillar, covering my mouth with my other hand, hysterical sobs escape my shaking form. ______________ What should Daisy do to get herself out of this situation? Vote and comment my loves... ♥️♥️

I blinked. Cherry squealed. “We’ve been gay-pirated. And honestly? I’m fine with it.” “Daisy,” I hissed. “Did she just—” “She totally did,” Daisy grinned, squeezing my hand. “You’re hot, babe. Get used to it.” We passed another group — a trio of girls in silver heels and translucent skirts, all of them turning to look. One of them, a gorgeous woman with dark curls and a top made entirely of chains, let out a low whistle.