Trouble Makers Novels & Stories

The sarcasm in Emilia’s voice was hard to ignore. “Are you upset he’s not around to make it up with hot sex?” Mark asked. Giving him an incredulous look, I said, “We’re not playing friends with benefits, Mark.” Suddenly, I realised something and groaned to myself. “Come to think of it, I wish we were because that would mean smaller problems.” Emilia nudged my arm and mirrored my action by falling backwards onto the sofa.“Spill, already.”

I hope they will say more, but they don’t. Kris chimes in. “It’s guaranteed that the mayor of Beotown will not be pleased to have seven troublemakers back.” “Troublemakers?” King Axel asks. “Why did he send us only troublemakers?” “I’m sure not all of the delegates were troublemakers, but these seven are,” Kris explains.

His mate teased him. Damien had earned himself a reputation as a troublemaker when the guys all got together. He was the instigator of the group with Reegan always a willing participant in his schemes, most of which involved alcohol and lighting things on fire. The indulgent way Trista looked at him proved she truly didn;t mind. It was the same for every mated couple or throuple in the room. Our mates’ happiness was all that mattered. And as I looked around me now, all I saw was joy written on every face. I could never ask for anything more.

[--Kaiser Volkov--] Running a pack is not easy, and every single day I am reminded of why it isn’t. There’s always something—territorial disputes, hunting issues, internal squabbles, and above all, rogue werewolves. They’re the worst. Always testing boundaries, causing chaos where none is needed, and forcing us into battles that leave everyone worse for wear. Today had been no exception.

I watched how my classmates all formed their little groups. There were three girls in my class who everybody liked best. They wore pretty clothes, and they always put their hair up into fancy ribbons. Their names were Sarah, Mia, and Tegan. “I’m playing with the jump ropes,” Mia announced while untangling one that was heaped on the floor. “Me too.” Tegan joined in, crouching down to help her. The boys were running around like they ate an entire bag of sugar. The worst troublemakers were Tyler and Josh. They were mean and would hide your backpack or tip glue in your hair.

I stay rooted in my spot as I see Randel slip the ring I was supposed to wear on Halley’s finger as she also slip the ring I was supposed to put on Randel’s finger on his ring finger. I see them in my peripheral vision, giving something to the pastor and then, I hear the pastor bless their marriage. I can’t believe even the people who claim to love God can be this disgusting. If there is one thing I have learnt today, it’s that people can never be trusted. Even the pastor is betraying the laws of God. Gosh this fucked up world is full of hypocrites or I don’t even need to sugar coat it, It is a world full of assholes.

" Cara shivered at the memory of being trapped there. She never fathomed that such a place could exist. "I don't know if it has a name, Cara. I haven't witnessed many that go there. The few I do know of personally... well, none of them came back." Tara looked away from her sister before standing and nervously clasping her hands. Tara began to pace back and forth in front of Cara. Something was definitely troubling her. Cara watched her sister slowly walk back and forth as she mulled something over. After a couple passes Tara stopped and turned to Cara. Her face creased with concern. She just stood there staring. When Cara couldn't take her worried silence any longer she threw her arms wide a

Trent stared at me for a moment, a very long one, his eyes with that sparkle that suggested and reinforced the fact that he held more maturity than a kid his age should have. "What are those things? Rogues? I've heard Anna say it once. But I don't know what they are." I shrugged. "More like mentally unstable wolves. They do belong to any Pack and usually go about attacking innocent people and doing dangerous, harmful stuff. They are always up to no good. But you don't have to be worried now. I'm fine. And soon my wounds are going to be sealed up." They nodded thankfully, asking no more questions after that. But there was no denying that their worries still stayed. I let out a slow exhale.

They don’t meddle with things that they do as long as it doesn’t hurt other people or damage the agreement that we all have with the Reeves Clan. “So, don’t worry about anything else, okay?” I added. “Let’s just have fun here.”

It seemed like they were panicking and couldn't figure out how to get out quietly. "What's going on in there?" Adhaya asked, looking confused. She reached for the doorknob, but I quickly yanked her away. "What kind of trouble did you cause this time, Andriette?" she demanded, putting her hands on her hips once we were a safe distance away. "You know me, Adhaya. My name doesn't mean fearless for nothing." I grinned and patted her shoulder. She just shook her head, knowing better than to argue. "Honestly, I just want to go home. It's boring here, and way too noisy."