Branch Trolls Character Novels & Stories

I fist-bumped Dustin when we met in the hallway. “Bran, is there a problem?” he asked Bran, who refused to acknowledge him. Bran didn’t dignify him with a response. “He is mad at you,” I pointed out. “Why? What did I do?” Dustin asked. “He thinks you’re a traitor who spent Saturday frolicking around with Max and the girls. She’s like our mortal enemy, why did you do that? Such a deep betrayal,” Johnny said, sarcasm dripping from his tone. “What? Trevor went, too, and he made me go,” Dustin said. He needed to remain on Bran’s good side if he wanted free assignments like us.

Part of me almost wishes for their growls now. Almost. But I'm Branwen Mosswood. Kind enough to pity the broken, spicy enough to fight the cruel. I won't wait for saviors. I leap to the next tree, letting weightless drift carry me silently. The hunt's on, and this time, I'm the one setting the traps. Hadrian Ironpaw POV

”why I you mean-“ The door suddenly swam open, both our beds turned to see who it was and there my savior was standing at the doorway with an unmoved look on his face. “Come here Summer, you walked into the wrong room.” Trey stretched out his arm, calling to me. “Sorry about that Dorian.” Dorian? Wait! This tall handsome figurine is his elder brother Dorian? I turned to him again, my eyes trailing at his countless tattoos that spread across his upper shoulder to his left arm. For a moment it seemed I had seen them but didn’t pay much attention to it, I needed to get the hell out of here.

When Grumpy jumps into action, the troll jumps in as well, attempting to defend the small ones. “Noro! " Through gritted teeth, Charlotte demands, but the halflings refuse to abandon the fight. It's nearly hard to fight off the trolls when swords clash, and the enormous troll comes crashing down in an attempt to murder Charlotte in a split second. An arrow suddenly flies through the air and strikes the big troll square in the face. “Legolas! Behind the struggling troll, Mr. Trumpet cheers. When Charlotte heard the name, she felt anxiety, nervousness, and anguish in her veins that she couldn't describe, but she didn't pay any mind to it because she didn't know them.

Bryan’s POV The scent of blood filled his nostrils as he stood under the scalding water in his shower. Beta Willowby had put up a good fight but he was older now and no match for an Alpha, not a young one in shape like Bryan was. The stupid Beta had refused to tell him who Reese was supposed to marry. He’d smiled while blood dribbled down his chin and told Bryan to go fuck himself. His temper had flared and in a rage he’d shifted into his wolf and tore his throat out.

Bran murmured as though the tree could hear him. Maria, herself, wasn't exactly sure what was happening either. Did she just watch a tree branch extend and carress her hair? As though comforting her, assuring her that she would be okay? As though praising her for all that she had gone through? "I dont—" The branch might actually be able to hear them after all, because it flew from her face and seemed to smack Bran in his before retreating back to the tree and to it's normal size. Bran's eyes narrowed as he glared at the branch. "And why the hell did it just hit me in the fucking face?"

Just as I’m about to respond, my designated mule of a stepbrother decides to interfere. “Holla…” he begins as he walks in, but then he switches to his usual asshole mode when he spots Bryan. “What the fuck are you doing here at this time? When every employee in America should be resting, you’re still working.” In one short sentence, he looks like he just stepped out of a UFC fight. His nose is bleeding, his lip is busted, his eyebrow is wounded, and there may be more injuries I can’t see right now. What the fuck happened to him?

I stated and then hung up the phone. I thought he actually listened to me and didn’t bother contacting me. I never expected this. What did he want with my life? Was he back to ruin it all? Just when I had begun to think life was perfect for me and now he was back to make me suffer and be traumatised all over again, but this time, I won't go down without a fight. I was not the fat, meek and naive seventeen year old from high school anymore. I wouldn’t let a person walk all over me anymore, even if that person is my stepbrother. I thought those words in my head before I fell asleep.

Enough to keep him alive, but not enough to gain strength. Alpha Bran had been waiting outside the Training building for me, insisting he needed my men’s aid in setting up for the fight. I had detested Alpha Bran’s father, and now I detested his son. The two of them were insufferable pricks, thinking themselves the King’s of the world. While the prospect of Lola fighting Alpha Bran pissed me off, it would be satisfying when she won. ‘Alpha Bran will never live it down.’ My wolf murmured in appreciation.

With steam rolling off me, I hiss, “Now, what are we going to do? Bry has Alpha Trevor and Tanner to deal with here, but we won’t be around to help. Do you think Zack can handle it on his own?” He raises his eyebrow. “Do you really think Zack is the one we need to worry about? Bry has been acting like an alpha for so many years. She was always feisty and was known to be somewhat ruthless, but that isn’t going to change. People can now see her true form, but her mind is still that of an alpha. Nothing is going to change that. Didn’t you see what she was like in the hospital? If we weren’t there, I would hate to see what would have happened.”