Re: Trailer Trash Novels & Stories

“I will introduce myself to you, but you must stay at this hotel tonight.” After re-reading the piece of paper, Travis crumpled it and threw it in the trash can. He made sure it wouldn’t be read in case anyone else saw it. He still doesn’t trust the mysterious sender. But he had to gamble to get his memory back, as soon as possible.

He scowls at her, hissing, "I told you to come alone." "Well, I wasn't alone when you called. So just deal with it," I retort with just as much venom, "Now tell me what the hell is going on or we're leaving." He looks around once again before rushing us inside. The trailer is worse than it was last time, and I didn't think that was possible. It looks like a Budweiser factory exploded in here with the amount of empty cans covering the floor and tabletops. The couch is buried underneath a mountain of dirty clothes, making it impossible for anyone to sit.

⸻ The house shows up at the end of the street and for a second I think I got the address wrong, but no, it’s not a mistake, it just doesn’t look like a house, it’s a damn mansion, huge, lit up, music blasting from everywhere, cars lined up as far as you can see and people going in and out like it’s a club. And of course, it makes sense. Mateo Carter isn’t just ridiculously attractive… he’s ridiculously rich too. “Wow…” Sofi mutters as she gets out of the car, “this is another level.” I don’t answer. I just close the door and follow her. Inside, everything is noise, laughter, bodies moving to the music, people clearly already more than just “buzzed.” Sofi doesn’t waste time, she pulls me towa

Then after a while, the video stopped. “Shameless!” “What a dirty bitch!” “Slut!” “Ambitious whore!” “Disgustful woman!” "Shameless superstar!" “A hooker superstar!” “A maniac superstar!” “What a shame!” “Shameless family!” Everyone angrily shouted pointing at Trishia. She saw her elite closest friends, her manager, directors, and bosses were looking at her in disgust.

Another hot fresh tears flow down my cheeks again for the second time. "How dare you rub this to my face? Must you rub it to my face that I'm a bad person? Yes! Yes, I agreed that I betrayed my family for a man but, I wasn't totally at fault! I was in love!" I busted at him and wipe off my tears. I refused to be weak again. "As I've said, I'm not here to listen to your love life story. I'm here for business." He said again. "I have no business to do with you. As you can see, there's nothing I can do for you. I'm just a piece of trash who never valued her family as you had said. Just let me be." I said and turn around to leave but what he said next stopped me.

As he ticked off their names, Elliot inquired. Justin said, "Yeah, I used to do deliveries back in Texas." "All well, then you're free to go." The truck accelerated and exited the campus. They drove all night and came to a halt in a desolate warehouse. Mike and Rob exited the vehicle. "We don't have a lot of time, so let's get this over with," Rob stated. Packages of soft drinks with the same name and packaging as Reiner's goods were found inside the house. Mike and Rob methodically replaced many cartons with duplicate packages during the following few minutes.

"Yes, I'm trash. Please let me go. I'm no longer having fun." Jean replied, "If you're gone, who can I play with? You want to leave? Sure. Fine me a hunk, and I'll let you go."

I wanted to see what she could possibly do next. As everyone fell silent, Regina revealed the dice box—three sixes! "Triple six!" Everyone gasped in surprise. "No wonder Regina's known for her luck. This is awesome!" As if sensing something, Regina suddenly looked straight at the camera and met my gaze. I froze, a chill traveling down my spine. The next second, a car burst through the glass doors and came hurtling straight at me! "No!" I screamed out loud, but unbeknownst to me, stacks of heavy boxes had surrounded me, leaving me no room to escape as the impact slammed into me.

“The double chin really does it for me, the square jaw, the beady eyes and the nostrils. Don’t get me started on these nostrils. I think I’ll name you Troy, little guy.” “I’m sure Alpha Troy will be glad to know how excited you are to see him,” Nick said with a grin. “If excitement could be measured on a scale of getting a Brazilian wax to getting your toenails ripped off, then yeah, my excitement levels are through the roof,” Reese said drily. The two men chuckled and Reese found herself smiling. “Alpha Troy isn’t that bad, he would rip your toenails off himself, he usually does his own dirty work but I think he can get behind the idea of a Brazilian wax.”

he snickers, “and his son who’d die because of his inability to keep his cock away from his brother’s wife. The perfect family reunion, don’t you think?” I release a gasp and tears fall from my eyes. I push away again and he pulls me back in. His mouth dives into my pussy.