Cherry Sk8 Novels & Stories

Cherry frowned slightly and looked at her puzzled, Ashley was even more puzzled by her arrogant words. "Miss, this is my booth. It's my freedom to sell clothes or not." Cherry looks thin and small, but she is not weak. There was a tenacity between her brows, Jessica's words obviously made her a little angry.

Otherwise, it would not be that easy to fool Stanley. Of course, it was more suitable to pair her current style with high heels. However, she could not have hidden a pair of high heels in her pockets from the beginning because that would definitely give her away. Fortunately, her long and slender legs looked perfect with this casual outfit even when matched with a pair of flats. Despite how meticulously Cherry had planned this out and no matter how calm and unperturbed she appeared right now, she could not help but be somewhat nervous under Larry's piercing gaze. Thankfully, her exceptional self-control managed to suppress any emotions she was feeling from revealing on her face.

She changed over five times I kid you not, finally settling on a blood-red leather skirt that rode low on her hips and a cropped Hawks jersey knotted at the back with the number nine and Kyle’s name boldly written across the back, showing off her belly piercing, a pair of black ankle booties completed the look. “Team spirit eh Katy? Nice nice” Sam complemented with a smile when he sees us. “What can I say?” I grinned “I thought I’d support the team” and I’m dressed to look the part with the help of Hannah of course. I’m wearing a green Hawks jersey I’d ordered online for the occasion. Paired with a black denim skirt, white knee length socks, and Converse. My hair is up in two ponytails, make

Cherry screamed before hugging me and I couldn’t even pretend like I wasn’t happy to see her and I instantly embraced her right back. She looked so different, her eyes were now dyed in a subtle cherry color and it was curled up. She dressed in a black matching fit, black pants which covered her gorgeous legs and a full sleeve shirt with such an amazing yet glittering fabric. She had on black heels to match and she smelt so good, like vanilla.

Skylar Fall of 8th grade “Come back here you little b*tch.” A brunette goes flying by me with Barbie number 2, Jeanie, stomping after her awkwardly in her wedges and skirt so short and tight I wonder how she managed to keep all her bits covered making the smallest of movements, let alone attempted running. She looks livid and I can see the other two Barbies coming up behind her, strutting, since running or normal walking is not possible in the sky high shoes they are wearing.

Chester shouted before somersaulting in the air and my heart seemed to skip a beat as I took in his bare, tattooed chest with just a sleeveless, open chested, dark grey hoodie accentuating his muscular shoulders and a tight, ass hugging pair of black jeans that made me want to rip it out on the spot ! The man was the epitome of sexiness and even his slightly wet, tousled hair gave him a bad boy look. The skate board screamed coolness and Chester all over it. It was surely his own invention and he was not alone !!!! Kai, Ryder, Jax and Zane joined in from different directions on similar skateboards and each one of them crossed over each other in the air and that made the crowd go absolutely w

Skye was 18 years old and blossoming into a lady at least as smart and beautiful as her mother but she didn't realize it. Skye was 5'2 and weighed 100lbs. She had long strawberry blonde hair cut to look like her mother's and she had violet eyes. She was an athlete at school, a member of the varsity soccer team and her body reflected her training. She was thin and taut. Her legs and buttocks were muscular and she had a flat stomach. Her hips were a big wider and more sensual than her mothers and her breasts were of comparable size, she wore a 30B bra. Her skin was very white, a bit pale as she was unable to tan like her mother. She often wore cloth shorts and tank tops befitting a high school

Cherry blinked awake in my head. “Well, well... kinky dayummmm. Tall, deadly, and choking the hell outta us? It must be Tuesday.” Cherry, not now! I hissed internally. But my brain was already drowning in him. The scent—smoked cedar, leather, rain. The way his muscles flexed under his shirt. The cut of his mouth. The wild energy radiating off him like a storm that hadn’t touched ground yet. His grip was unrelenting. His eyes searched mine, colder than a blade, and just as deadly.

Chapter Fifty-Six Shelly stepped out of her room dressed in a black pencil skirt and a blue tuck in shirt paired with black wedges, and her black handbag. "Ooh, girl you look ready to take on the world," Cindy complimented her with a smile. Kiara grinned as she stepped out of the room, "You could ride a dick in that skirt." Shelly glared at her, "Why must everything be about sex to you?!" Cindy nodded, "That's all she thinks about."

CHERRY’S POV I dress in a short light orange gown, which brings out my curves, it has flowery decorations on it and it looks stunning. I turn around to look at myself in my mirror and I’m satisfied with what I see. I pack my hair upwards in a tight bun, but later looses it and lets it fall down my back in lengthy waves, I apply some golden hairpins in it, wear my gold wristwatch, put on my orange pair of flat cover shoes then spray some body perfume all over myself.