Spoiled Rich Girl Novels & Stories

"It's a school for the elites, Maya. I'm not going there because I'm an elite-I'm going because I won a scholarship. You know how these rich kids behave. They bully people who aren't of the same class." "Now I'm gonna stop you there. You think you're not worthy to be a student of St. Jude simply because your parents aren't rich and influential? Girl, I don't know where all this is coming from, but you've never been one to be ashamed of where you're from or your parents' status. Your parents provide for you. Y'all are comfortable. You don't have to be elite to feel worthy of something. So you're going to get rid of that feeling and put on your armor of confidence, 'cause you're 'That Girl' an

She stormed in. "Why didn't you tell me those three rich girls are disgusting? They don't even flush. Used pads everywhere. Bras and underwear all over the place. And they smoke in the bathroom with no fan. I opened the door—it was like a chimney. I couldn't even open my eyes." Yeah, their families were rich. But they were all abandoned. One was an illegitimate child. One grew up without a mom, mean down to the bone. Another had been abused since she was a kid—unstable.

I love books but I haven't had the urge to check any out ever since I came here. I've been so scared of what fate holds for me. I've been so heartbroken that an unfortunate incident like this will happen to a poor girl like me. The movies we watch and even the books we read sometimes don't really depict reality. Things like these happen to rich girls. Spoiled brats born with a silver spoon. Just like Andre. Not someone like me who has not tasted wealth for once. This story should have been the other way around. I should have been the one who ran away and Andre should have been the one who was mistaken for me. Why do I have to pay for her sins when I don't even know her?

Journey of a carefree girl to someone counting coins before spending was great in terms of self growth. Working in a bar broadened her horizon, she was introduced to a new way of earning: having a rich boyfriend. Countless girls preyed over spoilt brats, who spent hundreds of dollars per night for their company. Unfortunately, she wasn’t a fit for this opportunity. Vampires were known to be hypnotically beautiful creatures but Charlotte’s chubby body was quite the opposite of folklores. She had a symmetrical round body, without any distinct curve, as there was lots of fat on her every body part. She was like this from early childhood, her father often joked that her mother merged their bodie

She is the daughter of the owner of an accounting firm that manages most of the millionaire’s accounts in the country. Lastly Eden Brown is a stunning young woman with a personality so dynamic that can easily lure anyone into falling in love with her. Charming, beautiful, funny, classy, and with just a hint of mysteriousness, just enough to draw a man in easily, Eden knows what she is worth. The only problem is that unlimited resources and extreme wealth made her lazy and she never aspired to become anything more than an entitled and spoiled child growing up. She was always dependent on her father’s money, which was enough to bear her’s and the next few generation’s expenses. It never occurr

But whatever I do and wherever I go, let it be the water that kills me after jumping in it, it will be gentler than you or my husband or my family, the animals in the jungle will not use me or sexually harass me until they are tired of me, the car or truck I jump in front of will probably kill me on the spot instead of hitting me until I don't make mistakes anymore. Yes, I am the daughter of a very rich businessman, I am Lily Sterling or Lily Williams, whatever it is to you and everything seems perfect, money, palace, luxury, parties, business, expensive clothes, bags, perfumes, excellent menus. It's all so perfect for me isn't it ? I'm a spoiled rich brat everyone must think. But do you all

Seeing how flashy she was and how she smiled at me, trying to flirt with me gave me a bad impression about her. Her vibes was that of a rich, spoilt lady, someone who has a lot of wealth and can afford to live a luxurious lifestyle. She was putting on a well tailored short red gown that fit her body well and flatter her figure. She reeked of exorbitant perfumes that made me moved a bit away from her. Well, she have a well-groomed and polished look. She had a clear and radiant complexion, with well-manicured nails and styled hair and well-developed shoulders.

she sneered, her gaze piercing through me as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience in her day. Penelope, with her slight resemblance to Jessica Alba—albeit the Latin American version—carried herself with the arrogance only a legacy such as hers could bestow. She hailed from one of the town's oldest families, her ancestors once the unchallenged rulers of this small domain. She embodied the quintessential spoiled rich girl, finding delight in belittling others for her amusement. It was not out of character for someone of her demeanor to be labeled a 'mean girl,' especially Penelope, whose very essence seemed laced with malice. Her popularity once knew no

After all, death would be a punishment too lenient considering everything I have prepared for Alexander Will Bennett. She leaves the room, stomping her feet on the floor, her face as red as a pepper, and she's seething with anger. This girl is one of those spoiled rich kids who were born with a silver spoon and don't know how to appreciate what truly matters. I'm not generalizing because I know there are wealthy people with a lot of humility, but she definitely isn't one of them.

~~Nina~~ I came to find her today. The cute rich girl from last night for a reason. I’d heard her name whispered enough times to know she was trouble wrapped in perfume and money. And when I finally got close, what did I see? A spoiled little rich brat with fire in her eyes and far too much pride in her veins. Perfect. Just pure perfection. People like her were walking wallets. Loud, spoiled, reckless easy marks if you knew how to play the game. And I’ve always known how. I could already see the angles, the cracks I could slip through. Fast cash, maybe more.