Luigi And Daisy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Lisa said Smiling, and Daisy scoffed. “There’s something I need to tell you, Lisa,” Daisy said “What’s that?” Lisa asked in response “Can we go outside and talk” TBC

"I said that yes without thinking it through. A part of me just wanted to look so good and have him wish he never broke up with me. But now that I've had time to think about it. I think I'm going to chicken out. I can't go through with it." Ugo paused for a while, taking in everything Daisy said. She remained quiet for a few seconds before speaking up finally. "Nonsense! You aren't going to chicken out, I won't let you. If making him salivate is what you want, then we'll do that to him. You're lucky you have me in your corner. I'm going to help you hatch the most hideous and seductive plans ever. I got you babe." Ugo nudged Daisy gently with a sweet smile. "God! It's a great night. A whole p

She wore a loose house dress, barefoot on the cool tiles, and every few seconds she reached up to brush the damp strands from his forehead or dab the sweat from his brow with her fingertip. The gestures were so natural and practiced. They looked like a loving couple. I stood frozen in the doorway, my feet rooted to the floor. The soup simmering on the stove was cream of mushroom—Daisy's favorite. I watched for three full seconds. Then I turned and walked toward the end of the hallway. Brian's footsteps chased after me. He caught up at the corner, still holding the ladle, a flicker of anxious displeasure crossing his features. He explained, "Elena. Daisy hasn't had much of an appetite lately—

Daisy silently tightened her grip around the card. Step by step, she walked back to Verdant Manor. The moment she pushed open the living room doors, she saw a birthday cake on the table. Dario and Julia were seated close together on the sofa. The instant Dario noticed her, he stood up. "Daisy, where have you been? Happy birthday." He walked toward her. His voice was gentle as if nothing had happened earlier that day. "You broke family rules today. I had no choice but to punish you. But don't worry, I already dealt with the bodyguards who hit you."

(Third person POV) On the wall, a tablet reads 30LC, with strokes marking and crossing months that had gone by in the Lycan Calender. Marked as 30LC. Daisies and roses adorn a flowery pot on each side of the room, its fresh scent perfuming the whole room. Seated on the dining, are the two royal bloodline since the first descent. And today, a marriage proposal has brought them to the same table.

"Took your time, didn't you?" I was unfazed, slipping an arm around Daisy's waist as I responded. "We were doing things only married couples can do. Wouldn't expect you to understand." Luca's jaw tightened, and he shot me a glare. "Classy as always." Before either of us could escalate, Luciano sighed and set his wine glass down with a subtle clink. "For once, can we not fight like wolves over raw meat?" I chuckled, not the least bit remorseful. "Where's the fun in that?" I leaned forward and gave me father a brief nod. "Good evening, Papá."

Douglass roared and his voiced echoed in the room. "Don't tell me that I need to marry that Katherine for this throne," Liam thought for a while and asked his father. His father left the room without replying him. "I know you are alive, I will find you, Elsa, and for that, I need to be the Emperor..." Liam Douglass Mathews reckoned and got up with the vow of finding her.

Author’s pov On this much-anticipated day, Daisy found herself having to go to my office to submit and clarify some documents she had been working on for Mr. Lucas. Despite her excitement for Sebastian's visit, her responsibilities couldn't be ignored. As she sat in the car, nearing her workplace, Daisy decided to dial Sebastian's phone. She secretly hoped he would extend his stay beyond the initially agreed days. Lately, their bond had been growing stronger, even though they hadn't officially labeled themselves as boyfriend and girlfriend. Nevertheless, an intense connection was developing between them.

At that moment, the bright neon and pink light falls on him, illuminating his face and the urge to run my hands through his hair heightens. The air around me suddenly becomes too hot and I inhale sharply. Holy Molly! The scent of musk mixed with leatherwood is the only thing that fills my nostrils. “Now, what's your name, Cara Mia?" Heat rushes to my head, and I feel a metallic scent hit me at the back of my nose. From the few Italian movies I've watched, I know what Cara Mia means. “My darling." "Daisy. My name's Daisy." I mutter, my voice like a whisper in the loud room as I silently pray blood doesn't trickle down my nose.

"Oh, so we are back to the business arrangement now? Good. That fits you much better than the guilty act you were putting on by the fire." "It's the truth," I countered, taking a slow step toward her, my eyes locking onto hers. "I know how your mind works, Daisy. You are smart, and you know exactly how to use the fact that we are mates to make me look like the villain. But I am putting a stop to it right now. My wolf might be reacting to you, but my mind is fully awake. Tomorrow, we focus strictly on finding the traitor who forged your father's name." Daisy stared back at me, her eyes completely unyielding, refusing to let me see a single crack in her composure. "Fine by me, Alpha. I never a