Re: Trailer Trash Novels & Stories

Could it be that he actually fancies this brat who came out of nowhere? Since Carlos did not move, he dared not move rashly as well. He just let Tristan test Alex’s powers. However, at this moment, Alex suddenly said, “I saw a video on Triller earlier. It’s said that a guy named Tristan Coleman would crawl on the ground to eat mud every hour. The guy looks very much like you. Is that you?” Buzz! Tristan’s mind was about to explode in anger when he heard what he just said. In the next second, an angelic voice sounded in his mind. The time was not up yet but his weird sickness was acting up.

Rather than feeling happy, Lionny felt deep sympathy watching her husband push himself to earn that much money, especially working from morning until late at night. The next morning, as he was preparing to leave for work, Stefan saw a scavenger passing by the house, eyeing the trash bin closely. “Hey man, this is my spot,” said the middle-aged man, whose appearance was thoroughly disheveled. He assumed Stefan was a fellow scavenger. “The past few days I’ve found mutton satay, Jakarta soup, martabak, toasted bread, and pizza here. I’m a regular here, so back off!” The scavenger gestured for Stefan to step away from the trash bin.

I say exited "Let's make a cheers to taking out the trash" ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Wally finished and saw everyone was staring at him. When Trish heard Road Warrior, she immediately did a quick search on her cell for this Wasteland thing then grinned widely. "Damn, Ben! I wanna do this! Can you imagine showing up with me and the twins dressed in costumes like these?" She squeezed herself against him as she showed her cell to Ben.

I sigh in relief from the warmth in her car and rub my hands together, blowing warm air into them. Tobias walks around and opens the door before settling in beside me. He raises his brow at the rubbish littering Trish's car floor and I give him an apologetic look. "Sorry," I mouth, grimacing at all the open food packages she had littering the floor and seats. The entire car is a health hazard. Tobias chuckles quietly under his breath and I grin back at him — "Let's party! I'm so ready to get wasted," Trish squeals, speeding off down the road. I grip onto the seat in front of me and turn my head towards Tobias, my eyes dramatically widening in fear.

Each one was more arrogant than the last. Each scene more disgusting than the one before. I exported every video, compressed and encrypted them, then saved copies to three separate hard drives. After that, I created a new folder. Its name was simple. Death Row. *** When I got back from the business trip, Mia rushed over with her usual bright smile. "Honey, you've lost weight! That trip must've been exhausting." I patted her head. "It was fine. Somebody has to make the money." I pulled the wrinkled travel allowance from my pocket and set it on the coffee table.

"If her mouth feels that great, I can't wait to see how down there feels." I was stunned. Using my mouth was already crossing a line, yet he wanted to go all the way? I had never been played with like that before. Was he going to pop my cherry right in front of Daniel? I quickly looked at Daniel, asking him to stop this. Daniel was a little worried. He yelled at George, "Stop. You can't go there." George paused his action and looked at Daniel. "Why? Why can't I have some fun there?" Daniel explained, "It's just… Well, others had used her before. She's not clean."

Adam pause for a second and utters. “What is it?” “I just got updated that we lost the tender of the Boston project.” “Who won the project?” Adam gritted between his teeth. “The Paramount. Not only that even they have pulled out their leg from the deep shit of bankruptcy.” Adam’s jaw clench because he hadn’t left any stone unturn to bring The Paramount to the dust and hearing that the company rose back to life like a phoenix from ashes was making him lose his control. He fucking wants Robert Brown weeping for his loss and not the other way round.