Cherry Jones Audiobooks Novels & Stories

she said laughing starting to pull her to the staircase. “What party?”her mum said emerging.“Oooh hi Mrs.Jones,”Winter greated nervously.“Hi Winter,I am glad you came by.Now what party Cherry?”her mum asked again.“Mum you have got to stop calling me Cherry,I don't like it,”Cheryl complained Her mum smiled.“Honey,its an addictive behaviour.I need help to stop.Now for the love of God,what party?”she asked again.“Friends of ours are having a small party at their place,”Winter answered.“Do I know these friends?”she asked.“I doubt mum.Cassidy and Camilla,”she said.“Well okay.Dress to kill.Don't stay out too late.I want you GPS on.And please honey rememb...”she was in the middle of saying.

Even though the climate outside was colder than what it usually was, their house was filled with joy. -Chasing The Alpha Special Chapters

Settling onto my bed, I grab my phone to play Angry Birds, attempting to make amends for my earlier annoyance. Avery, before returning her attention to the screen, rolls her eyes at my antics. "Whatever. What I'm getting at is that there's a lot of quality material here, especially in the romance genre. I'm currently engrossed in this tearjerker titled 'Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls.' It's insanely good, I can't put it down." Devil? Vinyls? What's going on here? "Ugh, spare me the details," I grumble, refocusing on my game.

Jones chuckles. He tosses Celine into his jeep. He covers Celine with a towel his gaze cruising a figure moving closer to him. “Hello?” Jones yells, he straightens his soon, chinning up. “Are you leaving so soon?” A feminine voice walks closer to him. A gigantic smile spreads across Emily's face, her soul started singing and dancing, and her gaze scans Jones. A smile crept on his face, he grabs her arm. “Yeah, what else? I'm the winner.” Jones said.

I gaze at Cherry who's staring at us and as she sees me looking, she quickly drops her gaze to the floor. Well, here we go again. She's now shy. Back to square one. ********** JEANNE'S POV Oh my God! I really love what I saw when I came in surprisingly. While outside, and hearing the songs blasting so loudly from the speakers, I was shocked because that character is unlike Cherry, who loves everywhere silent.

Liam nearly lost control of the steering wheel. “What?!” “The apple flavor,” she continued calmly, as though selecting candy from a store shelf. Without waiting for permission, she slipped one casually into the pocket of her blazer. Liam closed his eyes briefly and shook his head in disbelief. “This is completely insane...” “I started feeling insane the moment I decided to come here,” Chatrine replied lightly. The pickup continued along the rural road, carrying two people desperately restraining emotions that were becoming harder and harder to control. That twenty-minute drive suddenly felt much longer.

he repeated. "Well, I can't really blame you. That must be the only English you know," Cherry reasoned. "I'm rather attached to this car, you know. If you want me, come and get me." Anger ignited in the assassin's eyes, and he took steps towards her, grabbing her arm. In a swift motion, Cherry evaded his grip, twisting his hand in hers. She swiftly rotated, dropped to her knees, and flipped him over her shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground. She didn't give him a chance to react, swiftly straddling his chest. Clenching her fist, she delivered a powerful blow to his jaw, forcing his head into an unnatural angle.

“I’m not sure what exactly happened. People are saying that when Dwade and the others were about to make a move on Snow, a man suddenly rushed in from outside and saved her.” Angrily ripping the mask off her face, Cherry cursed, “Motherfc*cker! A bunch of trash! They received so much money from me but couldn’t even accomplish such a trivial task. There were so many of them, yet they couldn’t even deal with one person. All of them are f*cking trash!” Cherry flew into a rage. The slightest bit of good mood she had was gone. Just then, her cell phone rang out pressingly. Answering it, she asked, “Director Eastone, what’s the matter?”

"She doesn't know what she's started. Cherry's heels clicked sharply against the driveway as she made her way to the waiting car, the afternoon sun glinting off the polished surface of her designer sunglasses. The driver, a stoic man in a black suit, opened the back door for her, his expression blank. "To the salon," Cherry ordered, her voice cool and collected. "I have some business to attend to." As the car pulled away from the mansion, Cherry leaned back against the leather seats, her mind already racing with plans and schemes, the shape of her revenge slowly beginning to form.

I mumbled under my breath walking further into her room when the next voice I heard made me freeze in place "I know, but you can't call me as you want. I'm working on that, you heard exactly what I told you and that's the reason I'm pissed. It's trying to fucking mess every damn thing up," Cherry's voice was loud enough for me to hear. I didn't hear any response which meant she was maybe on the phone I stood frozen in my spot, my ears perked up as I tried to understand what she was talking about. But her voice died down making me tilt my neck