Cherry Writes Novels & Stories

i whisper to my self I went out and madam windy gasp her eyes widen,"you are beautiful sweetie Madam windy said,you are my lucky charm she praised ,I can't believe cherry brought me a Belle She said with more excitement it a waste you can't work tonight,I wish you could but it your first day But I know what to do madam windy said with a smile Come on sweetie i have to show you around," she said pulling me along I saw how cherry pace up and down,when we went out i can tell she's worried "Cordillia your makeup?" cherry asked as I came out with madam windy "I asked her to wash it up madam windy replied,why hide such beauty?" madam windy asked again Cherry smiled at me,I can tell she

(Author’s POV) . Cherry was at the changing room being ready to prepare for an event she was assigned to. Modelling. “Hurry up. Show me the dresses for tonight” Cherry said as she walked to the mirror to check on her self with a smile. “I need you to change to this new dress designed by Tommy Heiser. His latest collection that just came in. Lucky you to get to be the first to walk at the stage with it” her assistant said as she helped Cherry to put on the dress that left a little for imagination on her body.

She sat on the edge of the bed. “OK, Kitty, give me your laptop,” Cherry huffed as she sauntered to her feet. Kitty pointed to her computer on the desk next to the window. “There it is, but I'm curious to know why you want it?” “Watch and learn, bitches,” Cherry giggled as she cracked her knuckles. She took Kitty’s laptop and her fingers went to work. “What's Mitch's last name again, Brownpaw, is it?” “Cheryl no!” Kitty exclaimed when she realized what she was about to do.

a female voice conveyed, laced with a hint of malice, causing the waitress to visibly tremble with fear as she struggled to steady her shaking hand and the quivering juice glasses on the tray. "Yes, ma’am,” She bowed and left the presence of the lady. Cherry stood at the entrance of the mansion, her eyes scanning the outside with impatience, searching for her best friend. "Where is she? She said she would be here, but she's nowhere in sight," Cherry grumbled. "If she doesn't arrive before cake-cutting time, I swear I'll end our friendship. We won't be friends anymore!" Cherry declared, her frustration evident in the deep furrow of her brow, hands resting on her hips, and a pout forming on he

Their relationship was entirely platonic! "I get it, I get it!" Liam sighed. "You just love to tease us." Inside, he felt an overwhelming sense of exhaustion, but he couldn't express it in words. … "Carol, come over here. I've been waiting for you for so long," Cherry called out excitedly. Cherry was wearing Chanelle's classic black and white checkered dress, a renowned global brand. She paired it with a playful black beret. Cherry vigorously waved at a distant figure, inviting her over.

"You know I can stop him from coming for your sake, right? You don't have to force it if you don't want to see him," Cherry lowered her head. "I actually want to see him. I really want to but it's hard. I need to explain to him. I didn't get an explanation before I was shot by that filthy woman who is now your Luna," Then she turned to look at me. "What the hell happened in my absence!" "Don't raise your voice at me, Cherry," I said, getting offended. "You're angry that I called her filthy, right? Know what, she is really filthy and you shouldn't even be with her,"

"And give me that, I'll smoke if I want. I'll stop when you've moved on and forgotten about Emma Clark." Michael tensed his face going dark as Cherry smiled... Touched. She will never quit smoking. Cherry raised her hand coming out of the office to go to Michael's mansion, she had a date with Mira and frankly having to put up with Michael's moody mood didn't sit well with her. She arrived to find Mira making a canvas. "It's beautiful... your paintings are gems..." Mira turned around all smiles, she nodded at Cherry coming to sit beside her. “Have you spoken to your brother about your plans?”

I’d just survived the ‘Public Display of Lip-lock Disaster’, and now I was about to play ‘Guess What the Man Who Could Kill Me in Six Seconds Doesn’t Know About Me’. Knox didn’t even pretend to refuse. He lounged back, one arm draped over the backrest, his gaze fixed on me. “Go ahead, Little Cherry. Make me curious.” He murmured, enough to make it sound like a fuckin’ dare. I shot him a narrow-eyed smile. “Alright. Something you don’t know about me…” I said putting on my best thoughtful face. “Hmm… here is one, when I was twelve, I got chased by a goose for stealing its bread.”

Cherry’s small figure emerged from the school gate, greeted by a smiling Sophie, "How was your first day, sweetie?" "Is there anything I can’t handle?" Cherry boasted confidently, proud of her superior social skills. "Alright, my capable Cherry. Let’s celebrate with a big slice of cherry cake, okay?" "You better keep your word," Cherry replied, happily hopping into the car parked nearby. Her gaze unintentionally swept over for a familiar car nearby. 'The bad person's car has not shown up yet.'

So, tell us your name and what you like to do," she said. "Cherry Stephens, her name, and she is too shy to talk, so I will I said. The class was looking at us like we were stupid or something like that. Cherry looked at me like real sis." I said. I laughed, and I started talking again. "Oh, she likes to sing and write poems, is that right is. I said with a smirk. She nodded her head at me. So, didn't want to talk to the classroom and look at them. She kept her eyes on the floor. The teacher smiled, and she looked at her, confused, like she wanted to ask a question. She smiled at me and asked me about myself.