Daisy Brown Novels & Stories

Before we talk, she needs to eat. I grab what I see in the cupboards. Cookies, crackers, and even cereal, placing them on the counter. Opening the fridge, I grab milk, a little container of mixed fruits that the cook always makes available. Pulling down a tray and a bowl with a spoon, I assemble my findings. Trying my best to arrange it in a presentable manner then I make my way back. Daisy looks at me with a mix of curiosity and weariness as I place the tray in front of her. Her eyes landing on the assortment of drinks and snacks, and a faint smile tugs at her lips.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Daisy turned to see the woman that spoke from behind her, a lovely fair lady who appeared to be in her forties or early fifties. "Oh no, we’re just..... friends." Daisy explained but the lady's serene smile somehow managed to argue with her. People began stepping away from their tables. Daisy grabbed her purse so she could find her parents, and maybe convince them to let Eric drive her home. She had a feeling she was done with her purpose for attending the fundraiser. She was way across the room when someone caught her gently by the arm. Turning around, she came to face a young man, dark hair, soft and friendly features, handsome, flashing a cute smile. His friendly features lured the first

Only a touch of makeup enhances her inner beauty, she looks like a blooming flower “you are looking so stunning, let's go” Ashley dropped the brush and dragged her out of the apartment. Daisy, who moved to Anzaina for her studies, met Ashley, a known family acquaintance, soon two became the good friends Daisy is a reserved young lady, her serene beauty oozes seductive allure, pulling you in with a mesmerizing charm that only a few are lucky enough to witness. Her quiet attitude conceals a universe of depth and contemplation, a loving spirit whose beauty echoes with calm strength.

" He said to her, then planted a kiss on her neck. Daisy could feel her legs trembling beneath her. CEO Dash held her hand and walked by her side. "She's really pretty and her skin is quite unique for brown skin." Roseline brought up, lightening the mood. Daisy chuckled uneasily, "Thank you, I got this natural skin from my grand mother, she was mixed blood." "You definitely have eyes for something. But isn't this the lady I met here earlier." Patek chipped in, crunching his snack a little loudly.

, she said. “ early, darling you know if I want something I get it, besides the early bird catches the man", she countered happily. “ the man", Aisha looked at her one eyebrow raised, “ it is the worm". “ Worm, what worm", Daisy said In a confused state. “ The early bird catches the worm", Dora repeated. Dora was their closest friend also but not that close, she was a dark girl with a beautiful afro and pointed nose. “ oh right, whatever", she responded and they continued chatting.

Edward got up and wore the necklace around her neck and there were cheers and clappings in the room. Among the people in the room, Daisy saw her friends, Cindy and Rose who smiled at her. Rose even gave her a reassuring thumbs up as if she could read her mind and distress. Daisy nodded and becoming more open-minded, she let go of her distress and decided to flow with the party. Ever since she met Rose a few months back, Rose has been of great help to her. Daisy had just returned from the two weeks' leave the industry gave her when she lost her mum. That was how she met Rose, a new actress who had just signed with Finn Media. That week had been hell and would have been worse if not for her fa

Daisy cried TBC

he urges. “I don’t have time. Just tell me,” I demand, eager. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for, the exact instant when I find out whether that pretty girl is just a normal, attractive person or someone hiding behind a beautiful face. “Daisy is eighteen years old. Her last name is Esteban. She’s been raised by her mother. They’ve been out of the country for eight years since her father got into trouble with some young girl on a New York street…”