Kimberly leans on her family and fall prey to their underhand, murderous scheme and counter scheme. Peaches And Bottles takes the reader by hand into all her survival, sex, wealth, beauty and love escapades. This novel is awesome, intriguing, and captivating.
Lihat lebih banyakCHAPTER THIRTY - ONEThe sun was setting over the cemetery, casting a warm orange glow over the rows of headstones. Nathan sat by Pink's grave, his eyes fixed on the inscription etched into the stone."Beloved daughter, sister, and friend," it read. "Forever in our hearts."Nathan's eyes welled up with tears as he gazed at the words. He looked a mess, his hair disheveled and his clothes stained with dirt and sweat. He had been sitting by Pink's grave for hours, drinking and smoking, trying to dull the pain that had been eating away at him since her death.As he sat there, he felt a sense of peace wash over him. It was as if Pink was still with him, watching over him from beyond the grave.Just as Nathan was starting to feel a sense of calm, he heard a rustling in the bushes behind him. He turned to see Jude, his friend, walking towards him."How did you know I was here?" Nathan asked, his voice barely above a whisper.Jude shrugged, his eyes fixed on Nathan's. "I just do," he said, si
CHAPTER THIRTY Kim and her friend Jennifer strolled through the upscale shopping district, enjoying the warm sun on their skin and the sound of birds chirping in the trees. Kim was dressed in a stunning yellow sundress, her hair tied up in a loose bun, and her feet clad in strappy sandals. She looked like a ray of sunshine, and Jennifer couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.As they window-shopped, a sleek, black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up to the curb, drawing a crowd of onlookers. Kim's eyes widened as a live band emerged from the car, setting up their instruments on the sidewalk."What's going on?" Jennifer asked, her eyes scanning the scene.Kim shrugged, her eyes fixed on the band. "I have no idea."Just then, Bryan stepped out of the car, looking dashing in a tailored black suit. He flashed Kim a charming smile, and her heart skipped a beat."Bryan, what are you doing?" Kim asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Bryan dropped to one knee, pulling out a small box from hi
CHAPTER TWENTY - NINENathan slumped against the wall, his eyes fixed on the floor as he nursed a bottle of whiskey. The dim light of his room cast a gloomy shadow on his face, reflecting the turmoil that brewed inside him.He took a swig of the liquor, feeling the burn all the way down his throat. It was a futile attempt to numb the pain that had been gnawing at him for weeks.His mind wandered to his mother, Payson, sitting in a prison cell, serving a life sentence for a crime he knew she didn't commit. He felt a wave of anger and frustration wash over him, his fists clenched in impotent rage.Why had he been so stupid? Why had he let things go so far? If only he had listened to Pink, if only he had been more careful...The guilt and regret threatened to consume him, and he reached for the pack of cigarettes on his nightstand. He lit one, taking a long drag as he tried to calm his racing thoughts.But the nicotine only seemed to fuel his anxiety, and he found himself pacing back and
CHAPTER TWENTY - EIGHT The lights shone brightly in the packed auditorium, casting a warm glow over the sea of faces. The air was thick with anticipation as the students, teachers, and parents waited for the prize-giving ceremony to begin.Dalvin, dressed in a sleek black suit, his eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep, made his way to the stage. He was here to collect the awards on behalf of his sister, Pink, who had tragically passed away just a few weeks ago.As he reached the microphone, the principal, Mrs. Johnson, handed him a stack of six awards. Dalvin's eyes welled up with tears as he gazed at the shiny trophies and certificates."Ladies and gentlemen, students and teachers," Mrs. Johnson began, her voice trembling with emotion. "Tonight, we gather to celebrate the academic achievements of our students. And among them, one student stands out for her exceptional brilliance and dedication. Pink, our beloved student, who left us far too soon, has bagged six awards tonight."The au
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN Kim stepped out of her car and onto the crumbling asphalt of the prison parking lot. The sun beat down on her, casting a harsh glare over the entire scene. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come.As she entered the prison, she was immediately struck by the stark contrast to the outside world. The air was thick with the smell of disinfectant and stale air. The fluorescent lights overhead cast an unforgiving glare, making every face look pale and gaunt.Kim made her way through the security checks and into the visiting room. Payson was already seated, her eyes fixed on Kim as she entered. Kim's heart went out to her, seeing the deep lines of worry and regret etched on her face.Payson's eyes filled with tears as Kim approached. "Kim, I'm so sorry," she whispered, her voice cracking. "I was wrong to do what I did to you, all your life. I was so blinded by my own fears and doubts. I was selfish, I am sorry." Kim sat down across from Payson, he
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIXThe courtroom was packed, the air thick with tension. Nathan and Payson sat in the defendants' chairs, their faces etched with worry. Sarah and Dalvin sat on the opposite side, their eyes red-rimmed from crying.Judge Thompson, a stern-looking woman with a reputation for being tough, entered the courtroom and took her seat. She adjusted her glasses and surveyed the room before focusing on Nathan and Payson."So, Mr. Nathan and Mrs. Payson, you are here today to face charges of negligence and manslaughter in the death of Pink, the daughter of Mrs. Sarah. How do you plead?"Payson stood up, her voice shaking. "Your Honor, I plead guilty. My son, Nathan, had no hand in this. It was all my doing."Nathan's eyes widened in shock. "Mom, no!" he whispered urgently, but Payson ignored him.Judge Thompson's expression turned stern. "Very well, Mrs. Payson. And you, Mr. Nathan? How do you plead?"Nathan stood up, his voice trembling. "Not guilty, Your Honor. I didn't do anyth
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVEAfter performing at the club and taking Kim to his hotel room, that was the last he saw her. He woke up the next morning to her absence, she left him a handwritten note that read: "Dear Bryan, It felt good being with you last night and I enjoyed every second. You're a sweet soul but I have to go. Please don't look for me. Kim." Bryan sighed heavily, tossing the note aside. "Fuck you Kim..I will find you." He walked to the table and poured himself a glass of champagne. He focused on the trails of bubbles arising from his champagne. The days went by and Bryan didn't hear the end of it. His mother scolded him every day for his performance at the club. His freestyle at the club went viral worldwide and everyone was talking about it. Everyone wondered why he hadn't gotten married to Kim yet. Eva had made a press release addressing the public that Bryan and Kim did not have a relationship again and the club freestyle was a little show for fans. Bryan was unaware,
CHAPTER TWENTY FOURBryan drove into his mansion and walked to his bedroom. He was having a terrible migraine. He paused by the entrance of his bedroom, glaring at Beverly. She was standing by the mirror, naked. With a light groan, he closed the bedroom door and walked inside. "Superstar.." Her voice was sensuous, she turned to fully face him, smiling. "I've been waiting for you all night." "We need to talk." Moving closer to him, she said. "We're talking." Bryan moved back. "I'm calling off the engagement." He took off his jacket. "There are a lot of things I can't remember, a lot of things that aren't adding up. Look, I'm tired okay?" Beverly had expected rejection tonight but calling off the engagement? She didn't see it coming. She shook her head, trying to wrap her fingers around his neck. "Baby.." "I mean everything I've said tonight and still saying." Bryan pulled away, he walked to his wardrobe then pulled out a blanket, covering Beverly in it. "I am putting an end to a
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE"Who's there?" Kianna asked, tip toeing to the window. She stared outside the window trying to see who it was that was ringing the bell. Past 9pm and she was home alone, almost asleep. "I said who's there?" Her voice was louder. "Kianna, it's Pink," Pink responded in a low voice. "Please let me in." Kianna sighed, relieved it wasn't some serial killer or thief. She opened the door and Pink stepped into the living room. "Pink..." She said, locking the living room door. "How did you find... come in."Pink hugged Kianna tightly, crying softly. "I'm sorry for barging in on you this way, this night..I had nowhere else to go.." Kianna rubbed a hand over Pink's back, patting her gently. "Pink, let it all out if you have to..I am here for you." Pink pulled out from the embrace and lowered herself to sit on the couch, sniffing back tears. "I ran away from home.." "Why?" Kianna sat beside her. "What happened?" ***Bryan winced, and h
CHAPTER ONE.There is a beach party at Cheekers Beach, Nigeria, organized by the big boys in the city. Teenagers are having fun on the beach. Some are dancing, some smoking and drinking, some making out, some chatting, some eating, some playing in the water. They all sing and vibe to the popular song "Wild, young and free" by Snoop Dog ft Wiz Khalifa. "So what we get drunk? So what we smoke weed? We're just having fun, we don't care who sees...so what we go out, that's how it's supposed to be, living young and wild and free.."Nathan stands up from the VIP corner, the moment he stood, the crowd started cheering. He picked up the mic and started rapping the song's first verse. "Uh, uhm, so what I keep 'em rolled upSaggin' my pants, not caring what I showKeep it real with my niggasKeep it player for these hoesIt look clean don't itWashed it the other day, watch how you lean on itGive me some 501 jeans on it Roll joints bigger than king Kong's fingersAnd smoke them hoes down ...
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