Royal Trash Novels & Stories

Roy of course ate up the attention, a smug grin plastered across his scruffy face. I'd put up with so much garbage from Roy over the years - the public insults, the blows no one else saw. But seeing Miss Cassie playing tonsil hockey with my so-called mate while whispering sexual favors in his ear? What was I honestly expected to tolerate anymore just because we didn't have a pup. Roy's stare bored into me, practically daring me to kick up a fuss. I simply quirked an eyebrow as if to say, "Really... her?" Finally Roy dismissed Trashy Cassie with a condescending pat on her backside. She slunk out past me, reeking of desperation and cheap beer. I fought the urge to crinkle my nose. Where did my

I take my time going down the stairs, dreading the fake smile I’ll need to plaster on my face. The front door is open when I get downstairs, and I find my father and stepmother on the porch, standing there with a background of noisy trucks and their incessant back-up beeping. It seems the royals at it already, ruining what’s left of our pack roads just to finish whatever they have planned for the dam. No doubt, they stand to benefit from it all somehow. There must be some sort of profit to be made by it. That’s how it is with royals. Everything is about money and power.

I squirmed. "Ok, Let's take her and throw her into the trash bin. The truck drivers that clear the bin will take it to be trash that came out of the decorations being made in the palace. Am pretty sure they will crush all dirt when it's disposed of and like that Alana will be a history," my wolf smirked.

A deep cruel voice asked from the shadow of the darkness. "Yes, they all are." "Good, this is good news indeed." The evil voice then faded just as it had swiftly come with the culprit, leaving to go celebrate. After all, this was a great achievement indeed…the successful royal assassination...of an entire Supreme Royal family dynasty. ~ As soon as silence befell the place, Queen Sophia immediately opened her eyes. Rousing from her fake pretense of playing dead and lifeless,

It wasn’t the first time he had said it, but every time he did with his British accent (he always spoke like he wasn’t from this era, like his brother) it always sent butterflies speeding into my stomach. After that, the conversation stopped till we got to the castle. When I first got here, I thought the castle would be like one seen in horror movies, but it wasn’t. It was…modern, like the one I remember seeing on TV. It was Buckingham Palace-like in a way, with the exterior coated in pure white. The grass was manicured down to a T and there wasn’t a single waste on the tarred road. One thing I noticed about this Kingdom was that it was extremely clean. Before the takeover, humans would lit

Rose asked “I also don’t know,” After thirty minutes, we arrived at their pack's territory. We’ve entered a trail of trees, I can smell the wind change and the number of wolves. As we go along I can see a big old stone mansion. “The palace used to be bigger than that, “ Caleb said, “After the human war it was destroyed and this is what is left,” he said. “It was also the same incident that moved the different titles for royals like us. But my people still call my father King and I, the prince,”

I yelled. "Nina Harlad making the Royal brothers turn against each other.How is my favourite ex doing?". His favourite ex? My goodness what drug is this good for nothing high on? "I don't think it's your business.Why did you call or you joined the gossip mongers association?" "Don't dare insult me Nina.I made you." He snarled.. "Who made who? Nigga have a good look at yourself.i am now a Mrs Royal and I just need to make one phone call to ruin you." I boasted..

"And come on—even the servants at his estate dress better than you. Who gave you such confidence?" I never cared how much my clothes cost, as long as they were comfortable. I just didn't expect that one day, this would be used against me. "Sorry, I'm not into proving my worth with designer labels. That's usually what people with low self-esteem do!" I snapped coldly. "Considering Falcon willingly grew up with you, I guess he's no better." After all the drama she stirred, I had lost all interest in picking out a crown. I grabbed a silver-white crown off the display and turned to the clerk. "Wrap it up. I'm paying."

"Who do you think you are, coming onto my turf and pulling this nonsense!" I pulled Walt behind me and got right in her face. "This is my man. He's not for sale at any price. Take your filthy money and get out!" Vivian had clearly never been spoken to like that in her life. She let out a shriek and snapped her fingers at her servants. They overturned my entire stall in one go. Cuts of meat scattered across the ground, rolling through the mud and the rotting vegetable scraps. I stared at the meat scattered across the ground and felt my eyes sting.

The Kingdom of Treiz immediately sent his reserved armies to the Royal Island. The Royal Isle of Los Angeles was a protectorate of Baltimore but open to all the Royal Families of the United Kingdom of Aseana. The place was a nice venue for royal family summer vacation because of its white beaches and a wide range of golf area. Our scholars have discovered that the island has the largest gold deposits in the history of man but we decided not to exhaust such minerals.