Cherry Novels & Stories

Be seductive. "Hmm, are you related to Jasmine Young Adana?" Cherry bats her eyelash. She is aware that Gold the soloist's son, but she still wants to hear him say it. The golden boy is right. Cherry is the easiest one to please. It's obvious that she's attracted to Gold. "She's my mother...."

It challenged me to try something new. "Ready?" she asked. "Yes," I said before drinking the rest of the champagne, "Yes, let's do this." After being at the club for three hours, Tanya had disappeared with a man she had just met, and I left the loud crowding people to the quiet bar across the street. "Vodka Cranberry," I ordered. "You look exhausted," the older female bartender stated. "I am just waiting on my cab home," I nodded, "Thank you." As I drank from the contents in the glass, I felt a slight wind chill creep up my spine. I took a deep breath, and the scent of cherry blossom filled the air. My head tilted to the left to find a younger blonde woman who

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

The chocolate drink was still hot when it hit me I felt the brown liquid run down, from the crown of my head, thick and sticky as it rolled down my face onto my shoulders. My eyes were squeezed shut as the liquid soaked every nook and cranny. It dripped from my chin onto my worn-out hoodie. For one impossible moment, there was absolute silence in the Cafeteria. My eyes remained shut, my breath shaky, and my chest tightened, a familiar ache that I was quite used to.

"Know what cherry blossoms?" "Perfume." Cheryl replied quickly. "Didn't you offer me a drink?" Cheryl asked, pointing to the purple bottle that was still being held. "Do you want?" Cheryl nodded. "Answer the right first, what cherry blossom is. Look, you don't know the name itself." With innocence, Cheryl took out her cellphone. The cellphone with the soft pink case began to be used. Cheryl saw many messages and calls from Mawar. "Shit! I forgot, I can't use internet." Cheryl grinned.

I reply giggling with excitement. "Hey guys!! We found plants!" The rest of our team gathers around with a mixture of shock and joy plastered on their faces, we were all officially permanent members of A****n City! We gather the plants which were a large quantity of broccoli, asparagus, cabbages, carrots and even potatoes, back to the city. Everyone is totally excited, who won't be? We were thinking we were going to fail but look at how it turned out. The journey back seemed shorter, happy songs filled the air accompanied with laughter, it felt like one of those celebrations people had before the Great war.

"You have no idea. The peony I had in my room died the other day and she threw a funeral for it." He raised an eyebrow at me. "That peony survived all this time?" I blushed slightly. "It is the flower of prosperity in China, isn't it?" He regarded me with a satisfied half smile. "Yes, it is." I pushed my hair over my shoulder, looking up at the treetops. "Do you think it's going to rain? The sky's looking pretty dark." Eric looked up as well. "Seems that way," he muttered. "Nova!" He called. "We can come back for the ants

The cherry bobbed innocently on the surface, bright red against the pale pink liquid like a tiny beacon. "Cheers," Deborah said with a smile as she accepted the drink with the cherry on top from Deborah and took a sip from it. The liquid was cool and refreshing against her dry throat, with a fruity sweetness that masked any other flavors underneath. She could feel the cold beverage sliding down her throat, bringing relief to the parched feeling that had been bothering her all evening.

You could have taken a picture and it always would have come out clear. I made fruit trees. I decided to make this one cherry. As the fruit ripened as big as apples on the branches, I remember Cherry from the bar. I remembered everyone. They were weakened because of me. Kezia was going to die. Everything back there was going down all because of me.

"Your breasts look fuller, you no longer have those tiny lemons of yours huh..?" With a straight face, Merrigold replied. "Does any of the things you said sound appropriate to you? You're deranged. Seek help before it's too late." "It was a compliment, you do not fancy compliments alright noted!" "..." "I love your lemons regardless." "Be quiet, just shut your mouth!" Merrigold hissed. "I LOVE LEMONS!" Austin yelled daring her. "There's actually a lemon tree downhill, Master..." someone responded trying to please him as always. Merrigold felt embarrassed, beyond embarrassed.