Ruby Da Cherry Age Novels & Stories

Adrian rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on. "This land? I don't know. My leader said that the outside world is full of dangerous sorcerers, so we shouldn't think about going to the outside world. Therefore, besides the leader, no one should know what the outside world is like," the girl said with a solemn expression. "Then... What's your name?" Adrian asked tentatively. The girl looked up and met Adrian's gaze. Her body was covered in blood, but her eyes were very beautiful. "My name is Cherry, Cherry Nair. It's the name my grandfather gave me, but he passed away several years ago."

Miranda Vale requests the honor of your presence. Honor. What a joke. Cherry. Her little sister. Eighteen years old. Bright-eyed. Soft-spoken. Too gentle for the world they had been born into. Too gentle for their mother. Was being dragged right into that world. She wasn’t in any position to go. She was currently in hiding, not when she was currently running from what she did. Besides, she and Cherry didn’t have a good relationship. At least, that was what she told herself. The truth was more complicated. Messier. Heavier.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

"I will not be getting married to Duke Salvatore anymore, and I will not be merging my pack with his." Someone gasped in the crowd. "She's rejecting the proposal?!" Another person chipped in from somewhere. The cameras of the paparazzi flashed all around me at my sudden declaration. "Miss Davenport, why prompted this decision?" One of them asked me. I turned to the woman who had strawberry blonde hair up on a painfully tight bun. A smirk curved my lips. "Well, you'll know soon enough," I said, pointing to the projection board. The board was currently displaying the words "Will You Marry Me Penelope?"

Be seductive. "Hmm, are you related to Jasmine Young Adana?" Cherry bats her eyelash. She is aware that Gold the soloist's son, but she still wants to hear him say it. The golden boy is right. Cherry is the easiest one to please. It's obvious that she's attracted to Gold. "She's my mother...."

Two hours passed. “Sister-in-law are you hungry? Have you eaten anything? ” Jayden asked. “I..... am not hungry.. ” Cherry said shaking her head. She didn’t felt like eating anything, she only wanted to see her man and be with him. “No she didn’t eat anything. Bring something for her,” Ria said. “ I am really not hungry. I don’t want – ” Cherry said but Ria cut her off, “ you have to eat something. How do think Cable will feel when he wakes up and finds you all pale and weak? Wouldn’t he be guilty? ”

The lady took a seat beside me as she ordered for a beer before she drank it and exhaled with joy. “It’s great that American beer hasn’t changed.” She said and dropped the bottle. The female beside me, her name was Cherry. Blonde hair, pink lips and green-yellow eyes with an Australian accent that didn’t suit her hot and young cowgirl appearance. If I was to mention the flaw in her appearance, it was the gap between her teeth that she wore as a trophy. “Did you miss me?” Cherry asked as I rolled my eyes and sipped my drink while staring at the television.

This stranger — whoever he was — could charge her up too. She'd thought only a mate could do that. She had a lot of questions. But right now, she was already twenty minutes late. The restaurant was the kind of place with cloth napkins and candles on every table. Liora pushed through the door still smoothing her hair, still a little breathless, clutching the small gift bag she'd wrapped herself that morning. "Happy birthday, honey." She spotted Leoric at a corner table and made her way over, sliding into the seat across from him. "Sorry I'm late. You will not believe the night I just had—"

It was so complicated that she didn't dare to pry further. "Aunt Melody, Cherry is doing very well over there. She's learning French and says many handsome French guys are pursuing her. They have to line up for weeks to invite her out for a meal. So, please don't worry," Fiona Forger took out her phone and showed Aunt Melody some photos Cherry Desmond had sent her. Cherry looked very happy in each photo, her long hair cut short, making her appear more vibrant. Especially in the pictures she took with a newly acquainted friend who had red hair, she looked even more beautiful and captivating.

"Ewww! That's absolutely disgusting, just the thought of it." Her twin clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Yeah, right. So, leave me the hell alone! We're at a damn party, and we're supposed to have fun. I'm twenty-three, Ixora, not sixteen! You're not my damn mother, for crying out loud!" Cherry fished a cigarette from her bag. "Maybe you should try getting laid too. God knows you need it to get that stick out of your tight ass." She said as she produced her lighter and lit her cigarette.