Princess Daisy Novels & Stories

She went up the stairs, and when she got to the front of Zoe's room, she slowly opened the door and peered her head in. A smile curled on her face when she saw the girls talking as they played with Natie. She wasn't the woman Emma met the first time. She wasn't the guarded woman who you couldn't even see a single strand of hair above her head; all were laid perfectly. But now? She had glitters on her face, her hair was packed in two ponytails from both sides, and she held a wonky wand that was clearly made by the girls with cardboard and tape and also painted for decoration. "I am Princess Daisy! I have come to take my throne back!" Bella stretched her hand at

She found the reason why Daisy came back to England was apparent, and she was sure that Zayden knew it as well. She thought to herself, but Zayden didn’t respond to Daisy at all. Or rather, Zayden had already rejected her in the bathroom after I ran away. So, I knew that Daisy wouldn’t treat me nicely. But that’s okay. I knew that when I first met her. Daisy’s certainly not an ordinary woman. The fact that she is the president of RS Group England at only twenty-five proves that she is not a tame woman. However, if she deliberately makes things difficult for me, I will fight with her to the end.

Surprisingly, Daisy was there, looking around at the portraits, with two bags in her hands. “Daisy.” I called in surprise, and she got up from the sofa, a smile spreading on her face. “I hope I'm not disturbing you. I just… You know, you didn't eat before you left. I know how stressed you were when you returned from work yesterday. So I just got snacks, and stuff.” She said, taking out burgers from the bag she brought, and a can of Sprite. “I was rushing because I didn't want you to be in the thick of work when I showed up. You have some time to grab a few bites, right?” She asked, and opened a little plate. “I got strawberries too.” She added, showing them to me, and I laughed.

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

Now she sounded humble and nervous, like she was actually intimidated by being in the presence of royalty. "I am a fairy leaf priestess who has spent many years studying the healing arts and learning about different kinds of poisons and sicknesses. I came here to kindly beg Queen Lynn to assist me in terms of money to use and she told me about my leader Myrrak who is in pain," Daisy continued, still maintaining her respectful posture. "When I heard that someone in the royal palace was suffering from a mysterious illness, I came as quickly as I could to offer my services."

, I shouted at him, then kneeled down to the girl and placed my hand on her shoulder, she jumped back and moved away, I raised my hand in surrender style, "Its ok, I mean you no harm, I need you to get up and run, run as fast as you can ok, can you do that for me?" She looked between Damien and me and hung her head shaking her head NO, now I'm confused, I looked over to Damien to see him with a smirk on his face, in a split second he was next me, all I saw was black smoke, he trailed the back of his fingers on my cheek and then pulled back walking towards her, "She cant leave princess, if she doesn't do what I tell her to do, I will kill her family", "You asshole, only you will pick a fight

I bent down with tears in my eyes as the maid left us alone. “She’s gone.” Suzy stated as she ran her fingers through my hair. “With the memories of her.” I shut my eyes forcefully. “First princess!” “Marianna?” I moved away from Suzy’s hold to stare at the girl who stood before us, whose beauty radiates every time. “Why are you here?” “The second princess would like to see you.” She reported. “Daisy?” I asked and she nodded. ~ “Daisy!” I called as I rushed to the little girl’s side. Her eyes were closed and she looked extremely pale. I held her hand that felt cold and I could tell that a lot was wrong with her. Her hair was gradually turning to white right from the roots.

dreamily sighed the other girl in the dress, having hearts for eyes. "That's Jian! He's best friends with the second prince of Militum, a.k.a the most beautiful man in the galaxy! Those two never stray far from each other, meaning Prince Zain is somewhere nearby! Kyaa~! To think we saw a member of the Royals~!" swooned the girl in the green blouse and glasses as her friend in the yellow dress curiously quirked an eyebrow. "Royals? What do you mean by that?"

Inside, her heart pounded like a trapped bird. Kieran was waiting near the dais, clad in black and gold. He looked every inch the charming heir, his smile smooth as silk as he bowed when she approached. “Princess,” he drawled, offering his hand. “May I escort you to your seat?” Her wolf snarled so violently it nearly stole her breath. But she forced her lips into a cool curve, placed her hand lightly in his, and allowed him to lead her forward. From the shadows beyond the dais, she felt another gaze—hot, piercing, impossible to ignore.

She bows slightly, sounding a bit anxious. “I have heard everything regarding all that you did yesterday. You fought against evil and tried your best to protect everyone. You defeated Clarissa, you faced my sister, and you saved my son’s life in the most difficult circumstances. You did all of that and I am so grateful you’re part of my family. I am not a man who lets strength and courage go unrecognized, so today,” he pauses and straightens in his chair before he continues, “Today, as the Lycan King and head of the Kingston bloodline, I am officially recognizing you, Daisy Caldwell, as a Royal Princess of my household with all rights, protections, and honors associated with that title, effe