Luxe Daisy Allen Novels & Stories

The dress is lacy with long sleeves, scoop neck, studded with crystals till the waist, and flows down the floor from the waist. A long train is trailing behind the dress and it is so beautiful, Thea couldn't move her eyes away from it. "You like this one?" Darius approached from behind and looked at the dress she liked "Isn't it pretty?" She asked with aww. "You are the prettiest thing I can see here" he teased Thea. She blushed a pretty shade of pink. Darius groaned " that blush" he muttered. "I wish I could have my way with you now" he whispered hoarsely.

And it only started that night. Damn it! Jasson glanced at the woman. He knew the lady. Daisy Rosie is a famous actress and model with a porcelain complexion, which was his type of woman. But even his taste seems to have changed. “Come on, be alone with me,” Daisy whispered in his ear, her seductive eyes making eye contact with him. She traces Jasson’s perfect jaw with her forefinger down to his neck until it leads to his arm and finally anchors it to his bicep, pulling him up.

"Perfect. Your face was covered too. So even if you both ever cross path, you both still won't be able to recognize each other. Whatever, at this moment you should be worried on what to tell the chief." “Who's afraid of him anyway. I don't give a damn to the chief?” Said Daisy while walking straight to her office desk. “Daisy, chief's calling you.” Sounded Rayns voice, to which Ella said, “See, I told you. Best of luck, girl.” Daisy winked at her while walking straight to the chief's office. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am a Daisy Moore. A twenty-five years old, female intelligence officer. There's no mission, that I have failed to fulfil. I am fearless and won't even think for a sing

I tried to push the horrible event from my mind, but the memory lingers on, reminding me that even seemingly harmless dares can have sinister consequences. But, minutes later as if ruining the conversations that was filling the hallways and classrooms through the ancient stone hallways, a stern voice came over the loudspeaker, "This is Ms. Rose Elleanor Stowne, speaking. Students of both houses, the Stonemaskers and Wanderlusters I want you to be aware that my voice had taken over our morning rituals as I have to make a tragic announcement this day. At exactly past midnight yesterday, one of our own, Lilian Graywood, student #011 from the Honors Wanderlusters, passed away."

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.

Behind his glasses, his eyes glinted with playful malice. The live stream kept going. The third guest to join was a guy. With the first two setting the tone, he also brought in the profile of a woman he was considering for a blind date and asked Giselle to analyze it. "Her name's Daisy Horton. She is 25 and about 5'4". Cute figure, pretty average face, but some people would like it. She thought university was useless and dropped out after a year to work in the family business. "She is an heiress, gets 20% of the family profits every year, and can buy clothes that cost hundreds without thinking.

Yellow fat duck. I lie back on the bed while she wiggles out of her tight dress. My heavy eyelids slide down as I recall those soft hazel, enchanting eyes. How his eyes tickled my soul like a spring breeze, yet hit me like a wild wave rushing from the ocean. "Do you like it?" Alex’s voice brings me back from my thoughts. I open my eyes and see her on me, straddling my waist in just her white bra and panties. Who wears a white bikini under a black dress? I question myself.

The moment she opened it, her eyes went wide. "Good Morning Miss!" Daisy greeted enthusiastically. Behind her, was a portable dress hanger, stacked full of the most expensive and lavish Bellatrix had ever seen. "What...what is this?" Bellatrix asked, her eyes scanning over the items before falling back on the young maid. "Oh, this!" Daisy exclaimed, gesturing to the items behind her in an over dramatic manner. "These were gifts from Mr. Laurent!" Cillian? Bellatrix thought, her expression turning blank. "He sent this?" She asked, and when Daisy nodded, Bellatrix frowned.

Lady Burgundy decleared, smiling so charmly at Daisy. "Thank you, your majesty" Daisy bowed again before leaving the ceremony ground back to where she crawled out from. Her mind couldn't be at ease. How could she be calm when Alpha Ares is still staring at her in that manner? The man is not ordinary. He must have had a plan before calling her out and she is just lucky to escape his deadly plans. "Kamara, I need to go to the restroom, I will be right back " Daisy told. She left the ground immediately.

“My one might be a bit long for you but it should fit otherwise.” Halsey is about to politely refuse but Daisy adds, “It’ll make me feel better! Please, lemme make it up to you. Just come with me. It’s in my locker at the gym. It’ll make me feel better if I can help you!” Daisy is a popular cheerleader and is one of the people who seems to be genuinely kind. She has a pretty smile which is alluring to many people. Halsey has a few classes with her but they never interacted before but Daisy is known to help people a lot.