Sonic Peaches Novels & Stories

She muttered as the line fell flat again. "Damnit!" At the dinning, Peach ate ice cream with a intentional smile on her face. She has been like that since an hour now. Just eating and smiling. Kimmy walked over to her. "Baby, you look too happy, it's suspicious. Did you do something fun in school today?" She asked interestedly. Peach looked up, grinning. "You'll find out tomorrow, Mama." "But Mama can't wait..." Kimmy chuckled, prying. Dora bursted in, dropped her bag on the floor and let out a witchy scream which nearly deafened Kimmy and Peach. They had to cover their ears.

My stomach and upper arm muscles were not strong enough to hold me up and I definitely wasn’t as sexy as the brunette girl up there. “I heard what he wants you to do. I was eavesdropping,” a voice next to me said. I jumped before I realized who the voice belonged to. Peaches. “You can do it. I’m going to help you.” Without another word, Peaches went over to the DJ booth and ushered him aside. She pressed a few buttons and shut the music off in the middle of a song. Peaches spoke into the microphone in a fake bright and cheery voice.

PIETRO GIACOMETTI I watched from a distance as Peaches went through the clothing items, checking and dropping. She had been doing so for over five minutes now and she had picked absolutely nothing. Each time, her eyes would light up in delight and then she'd check the price tag and drop it quickly with a slight head shake. "Boss." Finn called. "I got the information on Dylan Donovic already and I think you will definitely be interested in this." Finn handed the tablet to me and I tore my gaze off Peaches for a second.

“I’m not shitting you.” A really loud squeal escaped her and before I could dodge, zhe leapt over the desk like a lunatic and flung herself at me, arms tight around my neck, nearly knocking me back into the shitty display of knockoff gum. “Dorian! Holy shit! You—you—are going to the NHL?” Her voice cracked with disbelief. “I’m so freaking proud of you, you asshole!” I grinned against her shoulder, a lump forming in my throat as I realized Susie was the first person I'd told.

"Couldn't agree more. Get ready for a taste of my impeccable music taste." The car filled with Peaches by Justin Bieber, the beats setting a lively rhythm. Matteo glanced at me, a smirk playing on his lips. "I've got my peaches out in Georgia." I laughed, playing along. "Oh yeah, shit." "I get my weed from California." "That's that shit." "I took my chick up to the North, yeah." "Badass bitch" "I get my light right from the source, yeah." "Yeah, that's it" We both burst into laughter, enjoying the playful banter fueled by the lyrics.

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.

When the sound of her room door cracking open echoed in her ear, Miss Grace jumped from her sleep and looked over at her daughter, standing in the doorway. “Peach, honey... It's five am... What's the matter?” Miss Grace asked, sitting up in bed, her voice still raspy with sleep. Pouting, Peach shut the door, walked over to her mother, and climbed into her bed, hugging her. “I am nervous, mama... Not even the internet knows how much he's worth... It was easier when he was just an ordinary man, but now...” Peach trailed off as she held onto her mom.

"It smells like you. It's almost like you're in this office with me. I'm going to keep it." I couldn't help but laugh. "Reis, I didn't give you the fruit to keep. You're meant to eat them. Come on, have a bite. It's really good." He took a bite of the peach, and the look in his eyes said he was impressed. "You like it?" I chuckled. "Hell yeah." He nodded, taking another bite. "What's the name of this again?" he asked while chewing. "Peach." "Peach." He repeated with a nod, taking note of it in his mind. "Sweet Rain Lila, you have successfully created a new addition for me."

Alex was not to be found. Sonia sat by Peach’s bed, with her head lowered, peeling fruit. Peach was sitting on the bed with her small pale face and seeing Candice walk in, her expression became timid. Hearing the footsteps, Sonia turned back and seeing Candice, she put on a faint smile. "Candice, why weren’t you in the ward? Peach is so young, what would you do if anything happened?" She passed over the fruit in her hand to Peach and Peach accepted it after some hesitation.

Pink only nodded with a smile. "I am not trying to cloud your head with negativity but this is life, and life is filled with Peaches and Bottles," Kim explained to Pink. "You know peaches are beautiful while bottles when broken are harmful and painful. Beauty and pain - life is beautiful and painful too. You just have to get used to it and make the best out of your peaches and bottles." "I'll try," Pink said dryly. *** "Don't be ridiculous!" Payson yelled across the living room at Nathan. "She is pregnant with your child!"