Princess Daisy Novels & Stories

If not for the fact that we used to be best friends, I would have strangled her to death. "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" INSIGHT___ Born into the bloodlines of misery and power, pushed by the bloodlines cursed into being an assassin is no other than Daisy Vipers. Daisy Vipers, a badass princess of the vipers, is known as an undercover, the most dreadful assassin, but there is more to the beautiful new breed viper. What is it? Find out in the incredible release of Book 2. Coming soon!

I could hear his laughter in my head like he was standing so close to me. "Mom," Landon’s voice suddenly pierced through my ears, breaking the toxic connection I shared with Alexander. Quickly, I shifted my gaze to Landon, as I got curious on what he was going to say. The queen smiled at him cheerily, going as far as tapping him on the cheeks twice. "I know, son. You’re also curious to see who the princesses are. Don’t worry, they are all better than the omega. I believe her name was Daisy, correct?" She asked loudly.

Princess quickly replied. 'Eh? Damien Davis? So that weirdo punk is related to that Jerk, Lucius? It's no surprise. No wonder they look alike. But why did he invest in my company?'. Daisy thought. She focused her gaze back at Princess and said to her, "You may return back to your station". 'Just like that? Chairman Daisy didn't even scold me or anything. Thank you Lord! I should better leave this office before Chairman Daisy changes her mind'. Princess thought to herself before she hurriedly left the office.

What exactly is this, Princesa? She’s wearing a white dress with flowing sleeves and looks… almost radiant. She holds a lot of power too, that’s clear. The sun hits her golden curls. One wouldn’t think she spent the night in a cold dark cell. The goddess sure loves the Rossis… I look away from her, my demeanour darkening as I glare across at the men who all have their eyes on her, hostility clear in their eyes, but if they’re trying to intimidate her, they’re only digging their own graves deeper.

I spun around to take a look at the intruder, he was dressed in an all-black tux with his black hair covering his forehead, he was about six feet seven and had this aura that caused a shiver to run down your spine. His mask looked simple to look at but if one looked closely one would find out that it wasn’t just a simple mask. It gave off that enchanted vibe. I squinted at the fact that the stranger was no ordinary man, still, I don't care. I smiled politely at him before declining the offer. I was here for more important things and dancing with a stranger wasn’t part of it. The guy leaned in and I could feel his breath on my ears, I was about to turn around and protest when his words caught

I let the threat hang in the air. "I’m sorry, sir. I’ll call the governor right away," Alex said hurriedly. "You should," I replied, ending the call. I got ready for my dinner with Sophia, instructing the maids to deliver an emerald dress I’d picked for her. I knew it was her favorite color, and I couldn’t wait to see her in it. As I waited in the living room, Sophia’s voice drew my attention. "Thank you so much, William. This dress is beautiful," she said, and I looked up.

She, for a girl felt her heartbeat faster. So pure. "Daisy?" "Yes, Zaria?" "Please call me, Ria. My every friend calls me that. Will you be my friend, Daisy?" Daisy only stared at Ria. Friend of Zaria Smith? The arrogant princess of the university was asking her to be her friend? Was she dreaming? "Za-- I mean Ria, really?" "Yes, Daisy. We're friends from now on." "Yay! Um can I... can I hug you?" Daisy shyly asked.

The girls rushed towards her room and found her ramaging through her luggage. She took out a long brightly coloured evening dress, flashing it in their eyes, she asked, "What do you think? If I'm to find my prince charming tonight, then I must wear the princess traditional dress." Mariot flashed daisy a weird look and they both shrugged. "It looks great Dohana," said Daisy, thinking, 'anything to make her come to the party tonight.' "Ladies, it's going to be lit," said Mariot holding both ladies hands as she pulled them back to their living room. They began to excitedly try out all the new dresses.

Taking a shaky breath, I smoothed down my dress and forced a weak smile before opening the door. Caius was waiting just outside, his handsome face etched with worry. “Princess Isla! Are you alright? You were gone for quite some time.” “Yes, yes, I’m fine,” I lied, the words feeling brittle and false. “Just a momentary… dizziness. It passed quickly.” His concern didn’t lessen. “Are you sure? You still look pale. Perhaps we should head back to the palace? We can continue our outing another day.” His kindness felt like a sharp contrast to the monstrous changes I felt stirring within.

She says before the sounds of something falling and Jessica letting out a soft curse follow. “Princess, is everything okay?” I ask, worried about her getting hurt. “Yeah. I found the greenhouse you mentioned earlier today and decided I needed to actually choose things from the store to start gardening in it. That was a bag of dirt falling over and making a mess.” She explains with a sigh, and I chuckle, wanting nothing more than to pull up the app and see what sort of mess was made. “Don’t work too hard, Princess. You can leave the heavy lifting to me.” I state, and I meant every word. My Princess does not need to work so hard with me there for her.