Lesbian Daisy Chain Novels & Stories

But the scent that hits us isn’t that of a friend. Standing in front of the door, looking like a corpse, is the face I prayed I would never have to see again. “Careful who you banish, make sure she doesn’t have the combos to the saferooms,” Daisy says evilly, wearing a skintight halter dress and thin heels. She hasn’t been fighting. “Hand over your Beta female and future Luna and the rest of you will be released. Mothers grab their children. Mom tries to grab me, but I wiggle away from her.

As Luna prepared to unleash her power, a thickness gripped the air, suffocating and heavy. Time seemed to drip by slowly, each second amplifying the tension that coiled around us like a living entity. Suddenly, Daisy moved with a speed that belied her age, her small form slipping closer to Luna, undeterred by the storm of darkness. I watched, heart in my throat, as Daisy reached out and wrapped her tiny fingers around Luna's arm. I shouted, my voice hoarse and barely audible over the turmoil, "Daisy, no! Get back!" But my call fell on deaf ears; Daisy held firm.

In chaste bands, the matrons of Elysium honored their new queen with songs before the newlywed goddesses went to their secluded room. Through the open windows, the breeze from the five rivers carried the sound of hissing waves dashed against the thirsty black shore. Inside the chamber, a bronze brazier burned away with its brilliant flames. The flower-scented space was finely lit like a dream. Their marriage bed was neatly made for them with red petals of roses laid beautifully. With genial and kindly fashion, Hades induced her young wife to sit on a soft cushioned seat beside herself.

were seriously in a pussy licking daisy chain. His step dauther was on her back with Susan on her knees and elbows, her face buried in Trina's pussy. And Monica was on her back with her face under Susan's pussy as well. And the other girl was in the same position as Susan, sucking on Monica's pussy with her own pussy over Trina's face. All four were eagerly tonguing and sucking each other's pussy. He could tell they were all having multiple orgasms as this action went on for many minutes. The guys were raising their beers and cheering. When they were done he decided to continue his search for the twin.

CHAPTER 2: Life Time Secrets Laid Bare Layla's POV *FLASHBACK* “Daisy! Hold on!” I was out of breath as I heaved on the rocky path leading to the cliff where Daisy was suspended, dangling dangerously over the deep and steep valley covered with thick and dense foliage. The sweat from the hot sun baked my skin mercilessly as hot sweat poured into my eyes, stinging my eyes in the process. “I'm slipping!” Daisy's cry came again, sending goosebumps to my skin.

It was here, before pack, family, and moon, that two heirs would seal not only their mates but their legacies. Lyra stood inside the Alpha hold, her reflection framed in a mirror edged with wolfsteel. The dress Daisy had sewn for her shimmered with threads of storm-grey and gold, hugging her body like a second skin before flowing into a skirt that whispered like rain. Her hair, pinned with wildflowers, cascaded down her back in dark waves. She had never imagined herself as a bride. Not like this. Yet when she looked into the mirror, she didn’t see uncertainty. She saw power, and love, and a future that felt within her grasp. Daisy appeared at her side, eyes misted. “You look like the Luna yo

Daisy glanced around once and turned around to leave so that the servants could clean up a bit, then she went to the wooden house behind the villa, only then did she feel at peace. Every step Daisy took was extremely heavy, she saw his image everywhere, lingering in her mind even if she wanted to erase it, she couldn't erase it. The time he picked flowers for her, the time she sang to him, or the time they spoke French together, all of it was clear in her eyes as if it had just happened yesterday, Daisy reached out to catch the image in front of her eyes but before she could catch it, the image had disappeared without a trace. "Atlas, don't go." Daisy subconsciously chased after that figure

"That's a lie! You're intentionally messing with him. Who do you think you are!" The hallways was empty. Daisy saw this as an opportunity. She attached Meridith and arranged her curls in her hand. She then yank it hard so much until a pain filled growl tore out from Meridith. "I am Daisy. Alpha Damon's Sinner slave, that's who I am" After saying this, she left Meridith's hair, pushing her back with it. Then she took two steps closer to her.

she said. Chelsea grabbed the list and read the Tampon list in confusion. Sarah walked to the sofa and explained everything to her friend. Chelsea signed in relief. Seconds ago, she thought her friend was subjected to the dirty kinky list. "He remembers my handwriting, Chelsea," Sarah said, wiping her tears. "He needed to remember; otherwise, he would have been exposed for demanding kinky things from you," Chelsea replied and went back to her laptop. "No, Chelsea, this is more," Sarah replied. "My best friend is still inside of him," Sarah explained.

death whose bone feet you kissed as you rubbed one out on grave dirt. You're just a shadow drowning in moonlight, really, just a paper cutout in the shape of curves and gold and blue and you seek a black hole to consume you. Void Mother you toast to past the witching hour with a new best friend, she's in Gaia training sitting on a hill in armor with a sword and donkey, learning from Valkyries the recipe for hurricanes, and she's a piece of the Mother, just like you are, just like every girl you know is, and men fear us all. Your monster girl is feral, like pine barrens in a blizzard, or the nothingness at the lip of a night full of pain, and she has fangs sharp as a wolf and toes that end i