Timothee Chalamet Peach Novels & Stories

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

A few seconds later, Ariel felt the burn of the pepper on her face and screamed so loudly in pain at the top of her lungs, that everyone in the house could hear her voice. Damien heard the scream and immediately ran towards the sound. He saw servants gathering around Ariel, and wondered what had happened. Then, he slowly moved towards the scene. “What is going on here? Why did she scream like that?” Damien demanded, but all of them kept mute and kept on exchanging glances at each other. He walked in front of Ariel, and his eyes widened with shock, as he saw her face covered in what looked like powdered chilli pepper. “Who did this rubbish?” He asked them furiously. They all kept quiet.

“Now I see why she was chosen. She's beautiful!” “I agree!” I smiled on the inside. At least I had this going for me. A woman approached us, holding a file in her hand. “I'm Peach, and I'm going to run you through everything for tonight. Please take a seat.” A seat magically appeared, and Mr peacock gently lowered me into it. “I killed this makeup look, Peachy darling. Tell me I did!” She smiled at him. “Of course you did Gerald. You always do. It also helps that she has impeccable bone structure and features. I mean look how deep those dimples are.”

She had Cheryl transfered to the second best hospital in town. She sent a message to all local news outlets about Peach's charges and that of her daughters.She increased the charges to all the times Cami had attacked Cheryl.A mandatory board meeting was called for Newvalley highschool.This would be the first one for Hermione to attend.They wanted Peach suspended immediately.Peach was panicking.There were new charges too.The question about the ownership of Newvalley High.Hermione had located the family of the owner and was having them open a case against Peach for grabbing land from them.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

Pouting, she then turned her attention towards Elijah and saw that he was already looking at her, and the sight of him made her stomach twist nervously. “What?” Peach huffed, lowering her gaze from his eyes. “What are you taking?” Elijah asked her calmly, leaning forward and placing one elbow on the table. His face was right in her line of sight now, and Peach felt heat rise to her cheeks once again, and she quickly looked away. “Uhh, I'm not sure actually,” Peach admitted shyly, shifting uncomfortably. Then her ears picked up the sound of a woman's voice, “I will have a cosmopolitan cocktail.”

Tata teased, sitting up on her elbow as she stared at an agitated Adonis. “Fifty? Sixty? How dare you Tatiana Reynold! I will have you know, no one can ever look this good at twenty five.” Tatiana rolled her eyes dramatically and shrugged “Oh please, have you seen Timothy Chalamet? He looks better than you’d ever think looking.” She says and I just know Adonis is going to blow off. “Okay guys, I’m the sick one here. Take care of me.” I pushed the tray towards Tata who is now staring at me like I’ve grown five heads.

Her assistant Peach looked-liked Barbie, if Barbie had acne sores under her gobs of makeup, and hair which had thinned and appeared to be on the verge of falling out from too many chemicals and hot appliances. On the bright side Ivanna and Peach knew their cosmetic shit, were just a wealth of information as they did her hair and makeup for the masquerade. Peach claimed to have had a New Year’s threesome with Kaleb Leda and heiress Valencia Van Tessin, Courtney’s younger sister. Amber had been there and done that with Kaleb, not that she was volunteering that tidbit of info though. And according to Peach, Val was into freaky shit. Though she wouldn’t elaborate. But again, Amberleigh had been

Hill then asked him to remove his jewels, as it would make the landowner suspicious. After dinner, Miah served everyone dessert. She placed an extra-large slice of cake in front of Sean, leaning in just a little too much. "I made it myself," she said, her voice dripping honey. Trying not to lose her temper and slam her face into her own plate, Violet asked, "It looks delicious. Does it have peach in it?" "Yeah, obviously. Peach cake has peach," Miah replied, her tone laced with that condescending edge that suggested Violet was stupid for even asking.

Besides, it wasn't the most revealing thing she had ever worn. Where Camille stuck to minimal makeup, Charlotte was going all out in true Charlotte fashion. It was clear that Charlotte wanted her target to notice her and Camille was certain her friend would succeed. She had always been the voluptuous one of the pair and Charlotte wasn't afraid to flaunt it. The two piece pvc outfit left plenty of tattooed flesh on display but made sure to cover the right places. She had even put her hair up to expose the length of her neck while sharp eyeliner and dark lips gave her an edgy cyber punk look. Exactly what she was going for.