Cheesy X Trophy Novels & Stories

Legend has it that the normal sized golden goblet is the same as a normal trophy. One day when the husband of an alchemist had just returned from a trip he heard that his wife was cheating on him with his unborn sister. The alchemist is known as a very generous person who has everything, a beautiful wife, many offspring and good looks and incomparable wealth and a very patient alchemist. He made the trophy to break to everyone that what people said about his family was wrong. On the day of proof, which was attended by people and their extended families, he put down valuables that were usually used for someone.

Father sold me for that much? "You're surprised? Do you doubt your own worth?" He teased me again before pulling me closer to his half-nude body, close enough so he could whisper into my ears, "you're nothing but a trophy wife, and do you know what a good trophy wife does?" His free hand slithered to my left breast to pull the slightly erect nipple through the thin linen of my bra. I tiny moan escaped me but it was loud enough for him to hear,

I let out a squeak of surprise, clutching the trophy tightly to my chest as he began to spin in a circle. All around me, the crowd grew into a massive, cheering, undulating roar. Beaming from ear to ear, I thrust the trophy high up over my head as Eric continued to whirl us faster and faster...

He looked at me like I was crazy now. “And do you want to know what it means to not touch the trophy?” He laughed mockingly. “It means he isn’t going to be eligible for kingship. This is his coronation year, Sky. And that trophy is the first transfer of power.” Instantly, something struck in my brain. The trophy. It meant kingship too. Also—one of the reasons why they don’t want him to touch it? Because he automatically becomes the Alpha of Silverfangs? And any attack on him then, as a ruling alpha may cause a war between the south and the north?

As Crystal watched her mother being taken away, she burst into loud sobs. Her wailing echoed in the room as I handed the officers a backup of the mansion’s security footage. A short distance away, the reporter passed me his phone and signaled for me to check it. I was led to a social media platform. A video titled [Twist of Cheating Scandal: Wife Mistaken for the Mistress, Here’s the Shocking Truth…] had been uploaded. There was a bright red tag beside it. [Trending.]

The whole hockey community acts like Omegas can't handle the ice, but the Wraiths just fell apart the second he left. Ice-cold liquid hits the crown of my head. It runs down my neck, soaking into my championship shirt and gluing the fabric straight to my collarbone. “Oh, hell no!” I groan, but I completely ignore it. This is their fun. I can't stop it. Everyone is losing their minds. The bass hits the floorboards, vibrating right up through the soles of my sneakers. Desmond hoists a golden trophy into the air. The heavy metal base catches the neon club lights, flashing gold and red across the dark ceiling.

Penelope’s POV Debbie waved her trophy in Tommy’s face, bouncing so hard her shoes squeaked on the pavement. Her red hair whipped around as she jumped. She flashed her gold medal in Tommy’s eyes. “See? I told you we’d beat you!” Debbie yelled, grinning from ear to ear. She held the trophy higher, making Tommy step back. Tommy’s face turned the color of a fire truck. He stomped one foot hard on the ground. “You only won because your ice cream uncle cheated! He broke all the thorns! That’s against the rules!”

Took my time. "Yeah. You can't hide anything from me." Something in my voice landed wrong. Her heart clearly skipped. She forced a smile. "I added more sugar this time. It should be sweeter. Try it." I didn't answer. Just stared at the cake in her hand. Maybe too much time had passed. The chocolate was already melting. Just like whatever we used to call love—messy, wrecked, beyond saving. "I'm not really hungry. Let's put it in the fridge."

He sounded like a real friend. For a few seconds, Thomas finally fixed the errors in Josh’s mind as he stood in front of the stage next to his three co-partners. Tristan was close to him, and Josh could feel that he was still a bit dazzled by the incident yesterday. “You can do this,” Josh whispered to himself. Matt and Jessica introduced themselves, then it was Tristan and Josh’s turn. “I’m Tristan Boyle, and I will be completely honest—the trophy in this competition is ours to take home. Also, I am the Vice President of our school,” Tristan spoke, charming the judges with a wink that made the girls in the stadium cheer.

Since Beverly and Chelsea tied for first-place no one won or lost the bet. The first place trophy was gold with The Oasis signature in statue form on it. “I knew you were a shoe-in,” Derek said proudly and kissed her cheek. “Thank you, but I still can’t believe I won,” Chelsea said with a big smile. “I can,” Catherine said with a grin. “I would like to take you away for a private celebration, Mrs. Dawson. If that’s all right with you,” Derek said. “Well, I would love to, but I am here with –”