June Peach Novels & Stories

And that was saying a lot because Juicy liked to eat. "What is in this...? Banana?" But she didn't have any bananas. Troy was nodding. "You had a box of instant banana pudding in your pantry. That's the secret ingredient—not so secret anymore, I guess." "Pudding?" She savored another bite of pancake. "I would have never thought..." There wasn't one raw spot on the bacon, nor was it burnt; it was just right. Juicy peeked at him. "Can I ask you a question?"

Charmine added. The Peach Dew was an original recipe from Mr. Pop. Every year, during the season when the peaches blossomed, he would collect the dew on the petals every morning along with one brightest petal to ferment the essence of the peach. This beverage’s alcohol level was low as it gave off a stronger taste of peach. Its fragrance would make one feel refreshed. Kay soothed his chest. “I can already feel Mr. Pop collapsing.” Charmine smiled and hung up. This day was the most satisfying day throughout the years, and it was only natural Charmine wanted to celebrate. She could help Uncle Pop collect more peach dew next year.

"Summer, if only it was so easy..." "No hurry, no rush. Shawn can't be so pressuring all the time, right?" Peach sighed and said, "Mr. Wood has been pressuring us for four years." Summer was also taken aback suddenly. Calculating the time, she was gone for four years. Time passed so fast. Shawn looked her way and said, "Peach, recently, there has been a cheap jewelry brand emerging in Belka. Have you noticed it?" Peach immediately stood up straight after her boss called her. "Here!"

Avery picked up a peach in surprise and said, "I thought it wasn’t the season for peaches yet." "You can have them at any time of the year you want, as long as you have money. Try it!" Tammy urged. Avery nodded with a smile. Jun took the chance to take a picture of her biting into the peach. The photo looked great. Everything was perfect: structure, lighting, and the general outlook of the photo. Avery looked both seductive and adorable in the photo. Jun sent the photo to Ben, and Ben could not help but exclaim after seeing it.

Aunt Mandy asked, typing a mail to the baker. "I am thinking of something that has to do with peach flowers. I mean, we can't bring a blossoming peach tree to the venue but we could do something that would create that feel, right? Peach flowers drifting to the floor gently. I... I think it would be perfect and Pietro would absolutely love the idea." "It has something to do with Pietro calling you Peaches, right?" Aunt Mandy asked with a smile, now putting her phone away and focusing all her attention to me.

Bryan laughed before ending the call. There was a brief pause as Elijah studied Peach's eyes, and then he mumbled, “Mr. Wessex Butcher is having his sixty birthday...” “I heard... You know Mr. Butcher?” Peach furrowed her brows, tilting her head slightly. “No, but Bryan Checks wants me as his plus one.” “Oh,” Without a word, Peach left the bed, heading over to the closet, and opening it, and Elijah could feel his heart slowly growing worried, thinking she was mad that he wasn't taking her.

I hoped she was good, these days it was harder and harder to find my sweet release, if she couldn't get the job done I'd have to move onto a different lady. I glanced at the list again, the next one I'd choose if Violet couldn't help me or the next time I came into the club if she could was a lady by the name of Peaches. I loved peaches, they were my favorite fruit, sweet but also tart at the same time; never too sweet nor too tart, just perfect.

God, I'm hungry. But I've been eating too much chips and ice cream these days so no, I can only eat fruits! No more junk food! Only juicy, peachy fruits. Wait… peachy? Why does it sound familiar? Is there a fruit called peachy? I think there’s a fruit called peachy. Right? Peachy. Hmmm. Peaaa-chieee. Peaaaa-chie. Peaaaaachhhh-ieee. Aha! It’s called peach! Not peachy but peach! Peachy is something like his ass.