Siren Cherry Novels & Stories

Jason made his way towards the glass doors which slide open, they both entered the beautiful lobby decorated with the world's finest. "Hello, Good evening, and welcome to SinCtiy, How may I help you fine gentlemen this evening?" The lady in front of the desk greeted on seeing them. "How do you know it's our first time here?" Eric asked, a suspicious glint in his eyes. She smiled, pointing to his wrist, they looked down to find the blue number blazing brightly, Eric rubbed at it but it stayed. "Oh, don't worry, it comes off once your visitation is over." Smiling at their confused expressions, she asked again. "How may I help you?"

something SURREAL. Serene felt herself bold and confident when he was around. She wanted to do all those things that normal teenagers do with no reins of suffocation. ....She wanted to drink, hug , party , dance, kiss , travel , date , make friends and most importantly She wanted to have a taste .... A TASTE OF SIN. With Rowan she felt her heart raging and racing against her chest to meet his companion which she could subtly see in Rowan. This thought made her tighten her arms around him and when this gesture was returned she smiled and drifted into passion

I said as I headed for the front door before I could open it clicked open. Lola and Cherry appeared from the other side. “Siren!” cheered Cherry while hugging my legs. “Hey big girl” I replied with a little laughter as I brushed her hair. “Hi Lola.” Lola’s eyes turned red in guilt as she glared at me before responding. “Hi” she moved pass me with her skinny arms crossed on her chest. Her small purple dress revealed almost every flesh on her tinny body. She even had makeup on making her look like a younger version of Miss. Claw. What sick

The sun hung low over the Sardinian coast, casting golden light across the terracotta rooftops and olive groves. The air smelled of salt and rosemary, and the waves whispered secrets to the shore. It was the kind of evening that made even the most hardened hearts soften—except in the world of the Dons, where softness was weakness, and love was a liability.

“Don’t be stupid. It’s just a cherry, what’s the worst that could happen? He’s allergic to cherries? You might as well say he’s allergic to air! “How come I never knew about his allergies? You used him to bind me by your side, so I’m sure you would have told me about it if it was true. You’re such an accomplished liar, after all! “Other kids don’t have allergies. You’re just spoiling your son as usual! I’ll fix him today if it’s the last thing I do. “Bah, all you ever do is weep and cry! You’re acting like your son died!” With that, Daddy ran to the fridge in the kitchen and took out the box of cherries he had bought two days ago, before heading to my room. Mommy looked at him and shook her

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 35. IGNAZIO’S POV. My eyes hovered around her entire body and heck she looked so innocent staring at me that way. Her pair of siren eyes held desire. The desire to be spread out and fucked senselessly. I moved my hands against her cheeks and watched as she shuddered. Slowly I slapped at her cheeks before pulling away. Her hand grabbed my wrist immediately and I turned to spare her a glance. “Please…” a needy whimper trembled out of her lips and that got my cock budging with the desire to have her.

Two boys made a wager to make a siren princess fall in love. Neither expected her to choose them both. In 2036, humans and supernatural beings share the same world—but peace doesn’t mean equality, and centuries-old rivalries are far from forgotten. Eighteen-year-old Amelia Corvo has spent her entire life behind the protection of one of the supernatural world’s most powerful royal families. As the sheltered, fiercely guarded heir to the Siren Crown, Amelia knows exactly what is expected of her: protect her family’s name, obey the traditions of her bloodline, and most importantly, stay far away from boys who have every reason to want a princess. Then she meets Felix Ashford and Dante

There's nothing like fear and a failed mission to clear the mind. I showered, made myself something good to eat, and then tracked her down to the underground aquarium. She was watching the fish as they swam by. There was a piece of candy between her lips, and she wore a short grey fur skirt and a white tank top. Cherry was lying on the floor, her phone playing soft music beside her. It buzzed a few times, likely her receiving notifications from the random people on her contact list. “Cherry,” I called out to her. She didn't turn, just continued sucking on the candy while her eyes followed one of the multi coloured fishes.

Cherry had been introduced to Soren a few months earlier at the Kenway residence. "Same here, Mr. Kenway," Cherry replied with a nervous smile, her voice barely above a mumble. She then approached me and whispered, "I've tidied up all of room V2, Tay-Tay. I'll be heading down now." Cherry was clearly giving Soren and me some privacy. "Okay, go ahead," I said with a smile, not stopping her as she nodded at Soren once more before dashing off. Afterward, I led Soren to the workstation inside the studio and asked, "Would you like some tea or coffee?"

Cherry was attuned to every word I said, her expression growing increasingly strained. I hated seeing my mate look so tense, but I forced myself to ask the other question I’d been concerned about. “I need to ask; why doesn’t Fern have our pack’s scent?” Cherry’s gaze dipped down as if she couldn’t face looking at me. “I went to a witch in the Mitte District here in Berlin to get a scent blocker,” she confessed. “It conceals Fern’s shifter scent from other preternaturals.” “Is it permanent?" I asked. Not just thinking of myself and how I wanted our daughter to have her whole heritage open to her but also of how Fern might feel when she was older if that part of her had been taken away by her