Soa Cherry Novels & Stories

"Yeah that's cause she's being controlled by Chynna and her brain is confused" "Right their like little puppies" she said laughing "ooh lets go in here" As we walked into Red Bubbly, a store that sold almost everything dealing with summer from bathing suits to pools, I got another text from the mystery person Unknown: meet me at the park in 20 minutes I showed the message to Roxy "this is so weird" "Yeah but are you going to go" "No it could be a psycho for all I know" I said looking at a rack of bikinis

You could have taken a picture and it always would have come out clear. I made fruit trees. I decided to make this one cherry. As the fruit ripened as big as apples on the branches, I remember Cherry from the bar. I remembered everyone. They were weakened because of me. Kezia was going to die. Everything back there was going down all because of me.

In past years, someone would have started clapping by now. But this year, no one did. Polly Malfoy, a newcomer who had joined three months ago, was the first to lift her head. She said, "Mr. Bassett, I heard that at Midea Tech's annual meeting, everyone got two big boxes of cherries." The room fell abruptly silent. I frowned. "What did you just say?" "Cherries," she repeated, tracing a small circle on the tabletop. "Imported ones. "One box costs seventy or eighty dollars. Two boxes are 160 dollars—and that doesn't even include the extra two months' salary they give."

Cherry said to Mika. "Okay!”

After a moment of waiting, Cherry arrived wearing a flowery high waist short, flowery blouse, and flowery sandals, and even if Christmas is near still her outfit is for summer. “Hi!” She greeted me and went near me and kissed my cheek as a part of her greeting. “I know you are Lady because I can still remember you,” She said and she sits in front of me and takes one from my fun shot and eats it, and laughs. “This is my second time purchasing your product because I love the first red lipstick that I purchased from you… it is so very long-lasting…It is a super stay lipstick. I already ate and the lipstick is still there, I already toothbrush it is still there and I already sleep and when I wok

Champagne stared at Samantha and then lowered her eyes, her lips set in a straight line. "I don't want to drug you in to this Samantha, you may get hurt and I won't be able to bare that " "But I may be able to help.. " Champagne stared at her best friend who was trying to convince her. She pondered on how to let her down easily. The was another knock on the door and Champagne's eyes snapped up locking with Samantha's. She wondered who could it be at this hour. Champagne walked out of the kitchen towards the door and unlocked it, there was no one specific but a box of chocolates and a bunch of roses.

Mia clicked her tongue and ate a cherry swinging its stalk carelessly in a rogue manner. She passed a cherry to her by holding it by its stalk which Sandra hesitantly took. She motioned her to move forward with it and Sandra took it by its stalk in her mouth and ate it, keeping its stalk neatly on the empty plate on the table. "Serotonin and nor-adrenaline are two mood-enhancing hormones and cherries are known to stimulate it into your body." Mia mumbled running her hand gracefully in the tray looking for the right cherry to devour next. She bit another in her teeth and moaned at the tangy and sweet flavor, licking droplets that spilled out of the corner of lips.

Cherry stood by the doorway. Her expression wasn’t calm. Her eyes weren’t soft. She looked worried—panicked even. “I do not support this marriage,” she said sharply. “Sofia, we have to get out of here. Now.” My heart dropped. “Cherry—” “No,” she snapped, stepping forward. “Whatever you think this is, it’s wrong. You’re scared. I can see it. You’re just trying to convince yourself. Let’s go. Before it’s too late.”

"Are you upset?Are you unable to come up with an argument against me? What are you able to do? If you have the courage, hit me." Cherry purposefully brought her face closer to Fay as she spoke. "Come on. If you dare, strike me in the face.” "I said it last time," Fay said, giving her a sidelong glance. “Your face is filthy. If I hit you, I'm worried about getting my hands dirty. However, your foul breath is really awful. You'd better cleanse your mouth and get rid of your foul breath, in my opinion.” Cherry instinctively took a step back when she saw Fay’s expressionless gaze. But as soon as she stepped back a little, she watched Fay carefully remove the big bottle of coconut milk from the t

I told her as I took the phone from her hand. She looked up sharply. "You reading those malicious lies is not in any way helping anything," I said. Her lips pursed. "But you do know—" I interrupted her. "It is being handled, Penelope. Have the croissant and the tea when it arrives." She held my gaze for a moment. "Fine," she said. Then she leaned back in her chair. "Though it would be hard," she started to say just as Clara brought in the tray. "Refreshments are here," she said in a sing-song voice while she set it down.