The Spoiled Brat Life Novels & Stories

"You had everything handed to you… your mother's money, your pretty face, opportunities most people only dream of. And you act like we ruined your life." "You did ruin my life. You exploited a child. You raised your daughter to be just as cruel as you are." "At least Martha knows how to fight for what she wants!" Sabrina gestured wildly at Braham. "At least she doesn't hide behind some guard dog boyfriend!" I stepped around Braham, facing her fully. "Don’t you dare!” My voice came out colder than I expected. “The next time you call my man names, I’ll show you what I can do for love.

And for a second, i wanted to ask what he meant by that, but the words died in my throat when the memories flooded my mind from the past--of the countless tantrums i had thrown when i did not get things done my way, and how i would bother my parents and brother until i had it done my way. Now thinking about it, damn, i was a spoiled girl. and not the very best in character either No wonder Vanessa seemed a bit reserved around me, I did not treat the maids in the best way either truthfully. And only now that I have lived a different life am I realizing just how wrongly I have lived my life up until this moment, or should i say until i moved to live the life I had left now. But, I am now a cha

Now, more people were talking about him and even though she was a part of it, it would be dumb to let it get into her head. She was about to close the page down when she saw another article. This one was a video of Jonah ranting about how he hadn’t been invited to his own uncle’s wedding and how his wedding would be even bigger and better than Xavier’s. For the first time, Charlotte saw just how embarrassing Jonah was. She couldn’t believe she had been married to someone who was so superficial that instead of trying to figure out ways to help himself financially, he was announcing his childishness to the whole world.

He finally said. “In what world is Luciano a spoiled brat?” I asked. “Are you defending him now?” He looked mad, but I didn’t care. “Luciano Dinero is the poster child of spoiled brats. From being the only child of an elder family to being an Alpha. The boy has never suffered a day in his life.” He was droning on and on but I finally understood what this was all about. “You are jealous!” I announced. “Excuse you?” “That is what it is. You hate him because his life has been easy but your life hasn’t. I mean, if you didn’t become Alpha, lord knows how you would have survived.”

They also party, drink, and make a spectacle of themselves. Theo was optimistic that they still had time to change for the better. His sons live a lavish lifestyle full of luxury material items only because he spoiled them and showered them with all they had asked for and then some. These narrow-minded and immature boys have no idea what no means, and so when they hear it, they become childish brats to anyone who dares to utter the word 'no' to them. They become a living nightmare to the individual who made the dreadful mistake of simply saying no to their outlandish request.

I indulged them the same way they used to indulge me. And not to mention my little sister, she was more spoiled than me. I let my parents do the spoiling when it came to her, I handled the disciplining and protection. If I didn't, I knew she would end up like me. The world was cruel to people to like me, rich kids. It wasn't a fun life of being speculated and being treated as a stud that only had money and looks going for me, but that didn't bother me, for that was the truth.

The thing is just that, well, growing up with absent parental care, she doesn't know who she should be and who she should not be blunt to. So, her being outspoken might seem rude, but, rest assured, she didn't really mean to be. The same thing about being spoilt . . . she's just a normal child and makes fusses just as one. Yeah, her parents indulge her in everything, but that doesn't make her spoilt, trust me . . . I'm sure you've all met a rude, obnoxious, spoilt brat before. They don't exactly think like Eniiyi or are as polite as she was most times or care about anybody that isn't themselves.

"I don't care if I'm going to spend another two years or two decades in this hole. I don't want to go out. I don't want to heal from any shit that has made me sick. I don't want my brother's pity. And I don't want a gossip girl defending me. Go back to your happy worlds, I'll continue in my shitty life.” "Ah, Pablo, go fuck yourself," grumbled Hazz, getting up too. I was already very inclined to walk out and leave them alone, but I stopped when I saw my brother acting like a man for the first time in my life. It was even funny. "You've always been spoiled. He says his life was difficult, but what about mine? I had the same life, I lived in the same home, I had the same parents, and I didn't

— Can you stop behaving like a spoiled brat? — I'm not behaving like a spoiled child! Ever since we decided to come to this club, you're insufferable, you ignore me, and I'm the one who's spoiled? — You don't understand... This dress is too much for me, the guys are eating you with their eyes, I can't take it... — And? If you're going to be messing with what I wear, and feeling jealous for others, I think it's better... — It's better, what? Won't you tell me you want to break up?

Connor says, and he sounds so proud of himself. "That's my boy. I bet you are as clever as your mother was when she was as old as you," I say. "It happens when a child has two brilliant parents. You were not stupid when you were young. You always skipped classes, Chase," My mother says, and I can hear the pride in her voice. I know my parents are very proud of me. But do I deserve it? Because sometimes I believe I have become a spoiled brat. My mother always says that women have spoiled me. I know she is right because, in some way, they always fall at my feet. However, the pain I felt in my heart when I was young and in love and that woman left me for some other man. I kept to myself. It is