Cherry Writes Novels & Stories

Cherry added, her smile widening slightly as she continued to spin her web of deception. Cherry smiled as she declared, "I hope that we can start a fresh without any bad vibes, Lily. And as a friendship bonus," she said as she stood up from her seated position and began to walk towards the dresser. With her back still turned to Lily, Cherry walked towards the dresser with a devious grin spreading across her face. She then pivoted around, her eyes gleaming with malice as she addressed Lily. "I've got some juicy information you'll love to hear," she said, her voice low and conspiratorial as she approached the lily.

Cherry thought as she hurriedly pulled out her phone and snapped a few pictures of Stefon and Fay. As soon as she had taken the pictures, she sent Francis the pictures. [Let me show you something fascinating, Francis. I think you'll enjoy these] Cherry flashed a sly smile as she studied the photographs and modified text on the screen. She mentally hissed, "Francis will undoubtedly leave the bitch. I will be able to spend time with him in this manner."

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.'"

he said, “you’re Cherry’s friend.” I nodded. “Since college.” He looked at me like he was trying to solve a puzzle. I took a long sip from my drink and asked. “Are you here often?” He smiled. “Let’s just say I’m here to ease off stress.” Cherry signaled to me, passing me a piece of paper. I immediately unfolded it. Her handwriting was scribbled on the small note, asking if I was doing okay. I looked towards her and gave her a thumbs up, she winked and proceeded to writing on another piece of paper, seconds later, she passed it to me.

Cherry strolled in at 8:15, dazzling in a red dress, her lips like wine, her ego larger than the room. She kissed cheeks, made jokes, laughed like she had already won. And at 8:35, Selene clinked her glass. “Everyone,” she called. “I have a little something I’d like to share.” Cherry’s smile faltered. The chandelier lights dimmed. The projector hummed to life. And then… the videos played. One by one. Cherry’s voice filled the room. "She’s weak. Stupid, soft-hearted Selene." "Just one kiss. That’s all I need."

Just a chance and I'll prove that I can be the man for you. ********** CHERRY'S POV I sleep for a very long time being that I am not going any where today or do I even have to? I ask myself mentally. I need to check in with my personal assistant later in the day, I need to schedule some things, but for now I just need to rest. Later I'll go to the office to check on some things. I stand up and go to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I bath under a warm shower, I stand under the shower for a long time, basking in the warmth of the water.

Oh he stole something from her, dumb player boy. "Yes miss cherry" player boy said as he scurried away. "Why does he call you miss cherry?" My brows were knitted in confusion as my eyes followed player boys hurried steps down the hall. "He works for me" cherry said casually, i looked at her like she has three heads. "Why would Taylor swift be working for you" i said as cherry laughed. "Tyler and yes he does work for me, his father ran into a huge debt some years ago, i paid it in full, in exchange for Tyler over here, hes quite smart when hes not being a child"

“It’s getting better, Cherry. It was hard at first, but I’m getting out there again. I’ve actually started dating again.” “That’s good. It’s good you’re getting back out there. Lord knows I wouldn’t know what to do if I were in your shoes.” “It was hard. It is hard, but Kadeer has eased the pain a little,” I said with a slight smile. “Kadeer? Is that your new beau? Tais-toi!” Cherry slapped her knee, telling me to “shut up” in French. Cherry was of Creole descent “Yeah.” I blushed. “We’ve been doing a little something. I don’t know where it’s going, but I like the direction it’s heading in.”

Cherry’s POV Okay, I’ve been dolled up several times before in ways that you cannot even begin to imagine but never, and I repeat, never have I looked this damn glamorous. I don’t know who Xavier, Maddison and Coral are but after this miracle that they’d just performed, I had to get all their numbers and become friends with them instantly, because I literally looked like a Disney Princess after they were done.

she said with a sweet smile. He tensed up. Was this reaction of hers normal or not? In the end, he figured she probably would not be this enthusiastic toward him no matter under what circumstance. This felt great nonetheless. Larry realized Cherry was already scribbling away when he recollected himself. He could not resist the temptation to lean forward, to check out what she was writing. One quick glance on the paper and his face darkened instantly. He clenched his teeth, wishing he could attack this woman right now.