Cherry Valance Outsiders Novels & Stories

Cherry thought that she was just a guest, so she ignored her and said, "You said the woman named Valery, didn't you? I've heard about her. She is pregnant, isn't it? I know that Zac didn't like her at all and she had no chance to be the hostess of the Rong Family at all. I'm going on a holiday with Zac. Maybe by that time, I will also get pregnant. How about asking her to be your company and leave with you together?" Cherry laughed hysterically. Those extremely sarcastic words were undoubtedly adding oil to the flames. Valery suddenly slapped the table and roared, "Sage, teach this bitch a lesson!" "Yes, Miss!" Sage pulled up her sleeves, summoned the four bodyguards at the door and let them

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

My day was way more important than this guy at least for now until I decided to mull it over tonight over a small meal that I would end up making later. I took a deep breath and headed toward the bench that sat beneath the shade of trees. A group of birds chirped nearby, possibly above me where the branches shielded the summer sun and kids played with their parents and pets nearby as well.I had pulled my hair into a ponytail before leaving my place, a light tee and a pair of faded shorts that came close to my knees. It was a tad hot to wear anything else. In my back pocket, rested my cell phone which was brand new and cost a fair amount but it was worth it because who knows what may lay ahea

I passed Polly in the hallway. She was pushing a handcart piled with ten or so boxes, arms trembling. Seeing me, she stopped and lowered her head to let me pass. "Distribution going okay?" I asked. "…So-so," her voice hoarse. I nodded and walked on. After a few steps, I glanced back. She was still there, hands on the cart, shoulders slumped. The snowlight outside cast pale shadows on her face—white, almost bloodless. The next day, my assistant mentioned casually while dropping off documents, "Mr. Bassett… the employees secretly created a group chat. They call it the 'Cherry Victims Alliance.'"

Dirt clung to my skin. The taste of defeat was bitter in my mouth. I tried to stand. She pointed her blade at my throat. “Just give up, Valera. It’s over,” she said. And she was right. It was over. The crowd erupted in cheers. But not for me. They cheered for Celia. She would marry Alpha Kelly now. My heart shattered. I looked at him. I prayed he would stop this. But his face was cold. “Celia wins,” he said firmly.

Her rosy scent drive me wild as it fills my nostrils encouraging me to nibble and squashing her melons. Oh God!. I rasped as we fell on the mattress. Hungrily, I sucked one of her melons , extracting every bit of pleasure as her moans filled the room. She arched her body, egging me on. Just as I was about to begin the grand finale of our heated passion, my phone buzzed. "Damn"! I cussed as I quickly jumped off of her body to get my phone. I gasped when I saw who the caller is - my boss. Frantically, I paced the room as I answered.

Valerie is just sixteen years old girl who is trapped inside her own house with this psychopath who has some kind of beef with her twelve years old brother. This man has even broken her phone so she can’t call anyone for help. She is blaming herself for even opening the door. Usually both Valerie and Chase never open the door for strangers when they are alone. Valerie wasn’t going to open the door for this man but when he said that he is a delivery man who came earlier, she opened the door. Because he said that he delivered a wrong parcel by mistake and needed to replace it. Valerie didn’t think much of the situation and opened the door to return the box which was delivered earlier.

Who could be causing such a ruckus so early in the morning? Cherry abandoned her food and rushed to the window, her face lighting up. She tossed her cigarette into a cup of water. "It's trouble, Ixora," she announced, excitement in her voice. "Of course," Ixora muttered. Cherry only smiled when there was trouble. They both left their breakfast and went outside. Outside, they saw two angry men and a young woman with them, all looking furious. Oh God, what has Cherry done this time? Ixora thought, glancing at her twin, whose expression had turned unreadable.

Valerie As I sat there in the upscale cafe, occupying a window seat with a view of the bustling street outside, I couldn't shake off the heavy weight of regret that hung over me like a dark cloud. This wasn't just any cafe; it was the kind where reservations were made months in advance, where the ambiance was refined, and where money spoke volumes. But none of that mattered to me in that moment. All I wanted was a chance to speak to Val, to make things right between us, or at least to let her know about Laura's condition.