Cherri Bomb Hazbin Hotel Fanart Novels & Stories

The hallway parted. Phones out. Whispers turned to cheers. Brittany stood by her locker, arms crossed, no crown, no smile. She opened her mouth: probably something about “vote stealing”: then saw Jake’s living cedar crown sprout a new branch toward her face and thought better. Seras stopped at her locker. Maple pendant flared. She pressed it to the metal door. Branding it immediately A perfect four-point spiral burned into the steel, flames licking the edges without scorching paint.

Before she knew it, Cherry stood right in front of her, then she combed her fingers through her hair. At the same time, Zion was on his way to the back of Senior building to smoke. None of his family members and friends know that he is smoking, and to hide it, he’s using vape so the smoke scent won’t stick in his mouth and body. From afar, Zion heard voices of women. He stopped his pace and peeked where the sounds came from. Then, he saw Harriet and the three girls cornering her. Shoving his vape inside his pocket, he stayed at his place as he watched Cherry combed Harriet’s hair with her fingers.

signs, the fan club had taken over entire sections. Several large, colorful banners stood out prominently: “HARLOW x JONES: ENEMIES TO LOVERS ARC” “KANE + DANICA = CHAOS & CUDDLES” (with a cartoon teddy bear waving a hockey stick) “Protect Her, Captain Soft!” “From Hits to Hearts – Go Harlow-Jones!”

After wiping away her tears, Cherry waddled over to the bookshelves, pulled out a drawing album from the corner where it was least likely to be seen, and sat down on the carpet. Opening the album revealed a collection of drawings, some appearing eerily chaotic. It was difficult to discern their meaning. The only recognizable features were human heads, encircled by dark streaks that vaguely resembled beards. "You're the worst! I hate you! I'll never draw you again. Cherry doesn't need a daddy like you!" As she complained, she forcefully tore at the pages, ripping them into pieces. In a matter of minutes, the abstract masterpieces had turned into shreds of paper.

"I want you to be happy, baby." "As long as I'm with you, I'm happy." "Love isn't always beautiful, Cher." "But with you, everything can be beautiful, Zein." Zein pulled thw woman's cheek close to him then he smile widely. "It could have been bullshit." "No bullshit, I'm serious." Cherry's eyes accidentally caught something red in the laundry basket. With an uncertain feeling, she walked up to the washbasket and saw a lingerie hidden under the stack of other dirty clothes. Whether it's hidden, or purposely hidden, Cherry didn't know for sure.

Like her body was giving in to something it always wanted. That can’t be right. I’m the pervert here. She was probably just seeking comfort after being dumped again. She stopped walking as we got to the steps. Cherry turned, and I tried not to notice that her top was now covering just her nipples. That thing barely covered her breast to begin with. I got a clear view of her tattoos for the first time. She has two under her breast. The right one said ‘full of milk,’ and the left said ‘daddy’s favorite.’

" blow me a kiss and walked away inside the hotel with Wade! I cannot let this get to me. I felt like Wade didn't want to go with her. But why he with her then? I thought. Ahhh...I was holding back not to beat the living shit out of her, I wanted to punch the bitch. I got up off the floor, I got out and my friends was waiting outside for me, I know they saw what she did to me. "Hey Cherry! you okay" asked Sammy came up to me hugged me. Yes, I am fine! when I wiped my ass off with my hand, I wanted to make sure I didn't get my pretty dress dirty. We all are wearing the same dress but different colors, Mine is Red and Sherry is Pink, Nessie is Black, Samie Marie Orange, Savannah is Teal, Sammy

~~~ Later that night, long after everyone had gone to bed, Cherry stepped out onto the balcony with her phone pressed to her ear. “It’s me,” she whispered. A voice answered on the other end, low and impatient. “Did you get what we needed?” “Not everything, but I’m close. Damien is obsessed with her. He doesn’t see straight when she’s involved. That’s our opening.” “What about the girl?” “She’s sick. Vulnerable. Perfect.” “Good. Keep him distracted. We need access to the vault.” “I know what I’m doing,” Cherry snapped. “You’d better. If you mess this up….”

On top of the blankets was a small box. ‘Chocolate Covered Cherries – a confectionary treat' My heart melted a little. Sunshine giggled. "Those are from Asher." I grabbed the box, a pillow, and another blanket. I added the second blanket to the one already covering my legs. Getting comfortable on a slick tabletop wasn't an easy task, but it also wasn't the worst bed I'd ever slept on either. "How are you feeling?" Sunshine asked. I nodded as I opened the box of sweets. Little domed chocolates sat in small plastic holes. I picked one up. Smelled it. Nothing about it smelled like poison or anything other than chocolate. I couldn't even scent the cherries that were supposed to be inside it.

I looked at him, and I waited for another image to pop on my screen, which it did. The image of the house popped again, and I said, “Hotel. Hazbin hotel. Goldsmith cash. Hazbin hotel.” He didn’t understand that I said then he was dumb. Too dumb to be a healer, he tapped furiously on the screen of his phone he was going to break it, and it was certain. He showed me an image of a big building with the name ‘Hazbin hotel.’ On it, I nodded with excitement, and he smiled too. We had finally come to an agreement, and it was so fulfilling.