Disgrace Brittainy Cherry Novels & Stories

The girl had an icy expression on her face as though she had no feelings. The young lady named Cherry was a Rank 3 Evolved One. She did not reply to Blake's question. Instead, her brows furrowed together. It was as if she hated Blake. Without thinking, Lucas knew Blake had been trying to court the lady. Sadly, he had always been mercilessly rejected by her. It was obvious by how the lady was not answering Blake. Blake became infuriated when he noticed Cherry was not planning to answer him. Tons of girls were lining up back at Sky Blue Base City, waiting to marry him, while Cherry always behaved scornfully toward him.

He walked away briskly so she wouldn't see the smile that was tugging sheepishly at the corner of his lips—something was wrong—she called him by his name for the first time and she didn't even realize it. Cherry grunted sharply as she spotted Elizabeth's car drive past the town's printing press building where she worked, something about Marcus's wife just irked the living hell out of her skin—she was beautiful,she looked intelligent and most of all she was rich which was probably the only reason Marcus married her—not because he loved her.A sigh escaped Cherry's lips as she closed her notebook and took a quick break from her boss,she took the next bus and after a few minutes she was standing

Why the hell was it so bitter? I walked out of my office to look for my maid. My thoughts were in a complete mess. Only Bella could affect me like this. TESSA! Sir..." I glowered at her. "What the hell is this? What have you done to my coffee? Why does it taste so damn bitter? Don't you know the regular mix I drink? She lowered her head, frightened. "Sir, Miss Isabella was the only person who knew how to make the perfect blend of your coffee. I am sorry, sir. I forgot to ask her about it."

* * * * * * SIX MONTHS LATER: "It's been how many days now? Like five? And after a series of explanations and demonstrations, I still don't understand this stupid UNO game!" Cherry's frustrated declaration was punctuated by her literally throwing her entire hand of cards onto the table like she was having a tantrum. The colorful cards scattered everywhere, some landing on the floor, some fluttering off the edge of the porch. We couldn't help ourselves. We all burst into uncontrollable laughter. "I genuinely hate all of you," Cherry announced dramatically, pushing her chair back and standing up. "You're all terrible people who enjoy watching me suffer." She stormed off toward the house, her p

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.”