Royal Trash Novels & Stories

I don’t want to be the bearer of bad news now that we already just reconciled! She led me towards the sofa of her office. By the way, her office was just simple. Compared to my office in the United States of America, her office was just so simple. My expectations would be so gigantic and grand. Because she is the first Royal Princess. She was the next in line with the Royal King. Basically, she is the next queen so she deserved a huge space for her workplace. But moreover, I think I already know the reason behind this. Princess Catalina was never too grand when it came to her things. She would rather choose the plain and simple rather than the most grand thing that she could ever have. Betwe

Laurent clenched his fist when he saw the messages from his son's investors about not withdrawing their shares anymore. Bunch of cowards and losers, that's what they are! Tsk!! The Royal Association is all about buying gold, ore, crude oil, and valuable stuff. Years ago, he had liquidated the company's assets in exchange for gambling, hoping that he would make big money and turn everything over into the business. Now, he was attempting a similar gamble, but his chances slipped away before he could even start. Despite promising the investors heaven and earth if they withdrew their investment and sold them off to him, that stupid Ralph stood in his way, just as he always did.

It is not okay to treat everyone else as if they are beneath you. "I do not expect anything of you. There is a curse on the royal line. You have not heard of it because we never speak of it. It states that we remain celibate until we find the one destined for us. The curse is also part blessing as it keeps us from having bastard children everywhere. It is also a curse as we cannot marry for political gain. We can only marry for the love of the one that is meant to be ours." He says giving me a decent smile.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

Mr Lucas asked. He was part of my team, he cared for me more than the other team members. I just joined the royal PR team recently and he is the team leader. “Not at all I'm fine” I said with a smile, he nodded and went back to work. I wasn't one that hated someone at first sight, it was my first time seeing the prince in real life. I have read so many magazines that wrote good things about him, I watched how girls gushed and lost their minds. My sister is included whenever they see him on their phone screens.

I said as her eyes widened. "The king and queen?" She asked in a cracked voice. "Yes, it seems duke Adrean spoke to the queen and the king over you wanting a job." I said as her face instantly lighted up. "Did they agree?" She asked quickly. "Yes, starting from today you will be able to work with the other ladies in this palace. Your job is to clean the king's library every day without fail. A worthy pay will be granted to you at the end of every month and a new uniform will be given to you. I have laid down a few rules that you must follow through. The first one is to never walk into the king's library without knocking, he hates it when people walk in to just interrupt him from his study. S

I went back to my room before anyone could notice I was standing there. Immediately I turned, I bumped into a maid carrying food on the royal tray and everything spilled on my floor and my dress. “Oh.!! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..” I said, trying to pack it up. “Who eats trash?! The king doesn't accept trash, Luna…” she said. I stood up, staring straight at her. “What do you mean by that?!” I asked. “I mean, the king doesn't….” She didn't complete her sentence, when Paula turned out from the corner.

Mercy tells me which territory each Royal is from. When we make it to the table, the first Royal introduces himself, "Welcome to the Mate Gala. I am Tribrid King Coolidge, and this is Tribrid Queen Olivia. May I get your full name?" "Hazel Grace Jones. It's an honor to meet you both." King Coolidge writes my name on the top of peach-colored parchment paper. His handwriting is stylish and classic. "Likewise. We hope you have a wonderful time tonight." Queen Olivia slides the paper to the next Royal after she writes on it below my name and gives me a warm smile.

But thanks to my mother who taught me the skills on how to mask my emotions very well, I'll say it came pretty handy nowadays. The Royal siblings. That's what they're known as in the entire world. Their mafia is known as the Royal Mafia and because of that, they're basically royalties that everyone treats them with the amount of respect they think they should deserve. But not to me when it comes to Jake Castillo. He's like an annoying thorn that has been bugging my side, and the reason why we hate each other so much? Well, some things are just better off not mentioning. But I still remember every small detail of it like it just happened yesterday and not three years ago.

“No. Wealthy! She’s poor Jubilee. She lives in a bad neighborhood, and she shops in thrift stores. She can’t even afford a car. She takes the bus Jubilee. The bus!” “I take the fucking subway,” Royal cut her off. “All the time. My security hates it but it’s far more convenient than trying to navigate traffic. And I’ll remind you, Keshaun, and I, grew up in the projects. We got rich in college, but we worked hard to get what we have. We didn’t grow up with silver spoons in our mouths,” he sneered at her. “I will say, despite her income, she has shown me more class and etiquette than you and Ambrosia’s groupies have over the last several months.” He looked to Keshaun, “keep her away from us if