Cheesy X Trophy Novels & Stories

It was level, resonant, and echoed through the grand hall with an iron authority. ​"To the judges, the organizers, and the brilliant minds we had the honor of competing against today: thank you. This trophy is a testament to the long hours my team poured into the dark. It belongs to Tariq, to Chloe, to Maya, to Julian, and to the brilliant guidance of Dr. Khalid." ​I paused, looking down at my team, who nodded proudly. Then, I turned my face directly back toward the upper gallery, my eyes locking onto Ava’s silhouette.

"Child or not, you're the only daughter-in-law of the Donaldsons. I'll be the first to stand up for you if anyone ever messes with you!" Now that the Donaldsons were wealthy, she had lost her humanity. Wayne turned to look at me with hesitation in his eyes. His lips moved to speak, but he ended up saying nothing. As I turned to leave, Valeria approached with a glass of wine and suddenly lunged at me. When I stepped aside to dodge, she collapsed onto the floor, and the wine glass shattered around her. "I was just trying to give you a toast, Mrs. Donaldson. Why did you push me?"

Before Leo could finish, Nico raised the golden trophy high and slammed it down on Leo's bandaged hand. "Agh!" A gut-wrenching scream tore from Leo's throat. Leo curled into a ball, shaking in pain. The bleeding, which had just stopped, gushed out again. The gauze turned red in an instant. Nico spat. "You knew my father booked the best steakhouse in Chicago to celebrate my win. He's waiting for this trophy. And you still dared to challenge me?" My vision went red. "Stop it!" I lunged forward to protect Leo, but Isabella shoved me back.

“Haven’t you had enough?” “Fuck, you’re so lame,” Owen quips, clapping Dean on the back. “Drink as much as you want, Quinn. On the house.” “Don’t tempt me,” Quinn laughs, getting another cherry out of her cup. “I have a very small window to enjoy alcohol before Archer knocks me up again. Like tonight.” Dean wrinkles his nose. “That’s even more disgusting than the vodka-cherries.”

Derrick said handing over my trophy to me, he must have helped me collect it from the principal when I had taken Daisy to the school clinic, I thanked him as I collected it and walked out. Both mum and Jasmine were not at home when I got home, I quickly changed out of my wears, I stared at the trophy I had placed on my bed and wondered where to keep it, I had won it for my dad, to see whether he will finally be proud of me, perhaps, I should keep it in his room, placing it here will do no good because he will not be able to see it, I cannot remember the last time my dad has entered my room, maybe once or twice and in both times, he had been furious with me and had come to discipline me, I sh

It also helped that they were on the short list of guys that our fraternity asked everyone to befriend. “Baby-daddy!” Ray called out. He looked like he was already a few beers in, and having a blast. He came over, and put one arm around Nate, and one arm around Jimmy. “We’ve got a tournament tonight, and the winner gets a trophy.” He turned to me. “It’s a trophy we got from a second hand store and has been passed to the winner every year.” “Please tell me it’s an old cheerleading trophy,” Jimmy laughed. Kevin heard us, and passed everyone a beer. After my first experience with shots, I didn’t dare take one. “Close,” Kevin answered. “Male gymnastics.”

ZANE'S POV I watched the way her body moved as she jumped around and did cartwheels on the grass. My little cheerleader. The girl who owns my heart completely, and she doesn't even know it. “Yo, Zane! How's it feel to take the championship trophy home, man?” one of my teammates yelled, slamming his hand against my shoulder pads. The stadium was loud, and completely packed with students screaming their lungs out. “Yo, Zane! How's it feel to take the championship trophy home, man?” one of the linemen yelled, slamming his hand against my shoulder pads.

She immediately shouted, "Emma, what are you doing? Don't touch my trophy, quickly put it down." "Tasya, you are really stingy. What's wrong with me touching it? It's not like I'm going to break it. Look at how nervous you are." Emma deliberately put on a careless expression. As she spoke, she tossed the trophy upwards and used her other hand to catch it.

But as the video ended and I stiffly put down my phone, I realized that he was gripping his spoon and bowl so tightly, it was a miracle that they were not bent or cracked, that his knuckles were as white as snow. "We used to watch this when we were kids," Jayden whispered quietly. His gaze was blank, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever. "It was called the AMA Awards. Do you remember?" I couldn't come up with a witty comment, and even if I could, I would never say it. "Yes," I said curtly. "I was hoping, maybe one day, I..."

"The system has detected a prospective host, Rowena Hurst. You have met the conditions for the Infidelity Cashback System. Would you like to activate it? If you do, whenever your partner spends money on his infidelity partner, twice the amount will be transferred to your bank account." As I stared at the cheating couple who were all wrapped up in each other's arms, as if they were alone in this world, I agreed without hesitation. "Yes. I'll activate it. I want him to pay through the nose—until he goes broke!" … When Michael got home that night and saw the empty dining table, he frowned. "Why haven't you made dinner yet?" Swallowing back my anger, I faked a smile and said, "Well, it's Valenti