Mario Luigi Peach Daisy Rosalina Novels & Stories

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.

Instantly, I nodded my head once, I was happy that finally, someone had come here to search for me. "My name is Daisy Pearl, Daisy will do, if you do not mind," I said nicely trying to start a little conversation. "Rose, that's my name," she muttered out. I noticed that Rose had little curly brown hair, straight hair, and there was no doubt that she is a mixed-race, more like a black American. Her skin tone was pretty rich, just like her face. As if that is not enough, she seems polite. Standing from the bench, I made it known to Rose that I am ready, as such we can head out of the room. She was apt in noticing things as well, so as such, she led the way of hell.

Layla Daisy’s eyes softened. “Tomorrow, we will go and meet Rosie,” she announced, as if she had just discovered the cure for all my problems. “Who the hell is Rosie?” I asked, confused. Daisy blinked at me. “Layla… Rosie. The Rosie. The auburn-haired Omega who looks like she stepped out of a painting. She is the only nice Omega in the entire packhouse.” “That Rosie?” I whispered, leaning forward like someone was about to jump out of the shadows and punish me for even uttering her name. “I heard rumours she used to be a prostitute for noblemen until some jealous wife banished her here.”

When I noticed that he went out together with three men, I hurriedly walked downstairs and smiled in front of the three women whom I think were the same age with me. "A-ahmm... Hello!" They instantly looked at me and smiled before greeting me back with respect. "Good afternoon young madam..." "I am Rose." Said the woman who has brown hair. She's beautiful and has an innocent face, with her gentle voice. The woman who was wearing a green shirt smiled. "I am Daisy, Rose' sister young madam." Not like Rose, Daisy has sharp features and a fierce type, but still beautiful. Her voice was pleasant to listen and her skin was brown. Their names were flowers too, so cute.

"If you get bit, you die. Simple as that." "You guys, nobody is going to get bit. The soldiers are here to protect us. Don't forget that," Daisy says, sitting across from her sister Rose. Daisy and Rose Adams are seventeen year old fraternal twins, but they definitely don't look like they'd even be related. Daisy has short, light blonde hair, and Rose has waist-length dark red hair that is usually kept in a single braid for convenience. Daisy is more pear-shaped while Rose is a bit thinner. They both have wide-set light blue eyes that have developed a hard edge in the past six months.

Darcy is going to remember in his books as the villain, I groaned painfully. I jumped out of bed and a melodious hum popped in my head. Nah, I have to play this. “Siri, play Mario- let me love you.” I waited a few seconds and the song blared into the four speakers in my room. A big smile appeared on my lips, “Good way to begin the week…” ROSÉ’s POV “What?!” “What?!!” “Whattt??!!” “You’re sleeping with your boss?!” Paula screamed. “Stop screaming” I cried,

he asked, tilting his head toward the empty seat. "Sure. Sit," Daisy said. Romeo slid into the chair, his presence filling the small space between them. "So… what's your friend's name?" "Her name is Lessy," Daisy lied smoothly. "Lessy," Romeo repeated, as if tasting the sound. "Nice name. I'm Romeo." He extended his hand toward Alessia. She hesitated a fraction before shaking it, his grip firm and warm. Daisy leaned in, her tone turning casual but curious. "So… why aren't you with your madam, Seraphina?"

“I can see a little bottle full of poison. What’s your plan? Pour some into her coffee or milk, and she will become what you want her to be. Is this your plan?” “She was a devious huntress even though she was a Vampire like you now. A leopard cannot change its spots. She cannot change what she was inside.” Leonardo smiled to Daisy and said, “ You are really considerate. And your name is Daisy or something?” Daisy happily replied, “Yes, your Royal Highness. I’m Daisy Lyle. Thank you for recalling my ignoble name.”

Maria laughed. Daisy’s face burned. She quickly brought her hand up and covered her face, truly embarrassed. She couldn’t believe Maria was teasing her like this! She hadn’t thought Maria, who was usually so formal, could be so playful. “I’m not complaining, am I, Maria?” Daisy said, peeking through her fingers, a small, happy smile on her face despite the blush.

Still shocked at the attempt of manipulation. Not only that, but he knew because when she looked up to ask him her eyes were no longer chocolate orbs, they were blue oceans showing that she was using some type of magic on him. “Excuse me. Common Daisy, you're holding up the line.” I flew over to Daisy who was still deciding if she wanted chicken or scallops. “I don't know Lavy fire pork or fish scallions” Her hands flustered yet pondering on her decision. “Hey, you're holing up the line!”