Bridget #trolls Novels & Stories

I didn't bother moving. Instead, I looked into the pale, ghostly figure on the screen as I said, "I, Natalie Simpson, will give my place to Wendy Wood. I welcome her baby, and I wish you two happiness." I spoke every single word clearly and calmly. Once it was over, Zachary stopped recording, but frustration flickered in his eyes. Sam and his friends whistled and cheered. "Awesome, Zachary! I bet Wendy's going to be real happy with that video!"

“That’s yours.” “I really don’t get why girls always eat salad. It annoys the fuck out of me,” Sergei said as he grabbed a piece of his pizza. Tristan threw himself down on the sofa between Ivan and Sergei, causing them to scowl at him. He handed a bottle of orange juice to Aria and she who took it, mumbling a thanks, before she poured herself a glass. “What’s on?” Tristan asked between bites. “We tested a race in wales and It was a huge success,” Alexei said eagerly, turning on the TV and opening the recording of the illegal street race.

plate right on the back of the car. Without a doubt, it was a wedding car. Finn hadn’t been bothered at first and was about to look away when the car window rolled down and revealed the bride’s delicate profile. A face he knew all too well. As if struck by a bolt of lightning, his smile froze and pupils contracted sharply. “Annalise Wright!”

Even knowing the truth, Arthur was still willing to make me swallow this humiliation if it got him what he wanted. I was curious. Did he think I was desperate to marry Jonathan? I suddenly found the whole thing hilarious. I reached up and lightly poked Elliott in the waist. He flinched. He had been seething at everything the Fords had said and was ready to fire off a sarcastic remark, but my touch stopped him. He instantly softened and lowered his head toward me with his lips pressed tight. He tilted his ear like he was all mine. I spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. "Elliott, I've decided to switch grooms. Care to nominate yourself?"

“Change.” My brows scrunch. “What?” He sets the shopping bag down slowly like they were fragile before leaning against the edge of my table and damn....he looks so good. “You’re my plus one, Kratoska.” He cocks his head, voice deepening. “My date.” I felt my belly flutter with excitement and also nerves. “Your plus one?” He nods. “There’s a fundraiser dinner. Bratva business that involves powerful faces and important investors.” Just from hearing the word ‘Bratva’, my stomach twisted into knots as the contents of the flash drive flashes into my head.

Annie's POV The brick wall was cold against my back and I counted in my head, my grip tight on the small metal canister. Tobin was in there and the sounds from inside were not good. I pulled the pin, leaned out just enough to see the open doorway, and threw the flash grenade inside. I turned my face back into the brick and squeezed my eyes shut. There was a loud pop and a bright white light that I could see even through my eyelids.

Me and Alex took ours and made our way back to the car. “Hey, did you see the new TikTok Beatrice posted,” Brit says cringing at her phone. “What’s it about?” Alex asked her “Looks like she has a new boy toy” I said cringing at the video. “He got caught right in her web, she’ll eat him alive. I feel really sorry for all the dudes that fall prey to her trap.” “I mean it's what they want” Alex said sipping his coffee.

Just then my phone buzzes as a text message from an unknown number comes in. “Enjoying your little truce? Tell me Adrik, what will you do when the bride becomes the weapon?” I freeze as a chill runs down my spine.

I couldn’t tell if it was his teeth or tusks that curved up from his mouth. “Prince, please forgive me. I didn’t know it was you. Oh, and this must be your mate. Nice to meet you, my lady.” Seeming nervous as he spoke, the troll named Ben bowed to us. “No apology is necessary, Ben. I would like to take my mate to a special place. May we please cross over your bridge.” Still bowing to us, the troll clumsily held out his hand motioning for us to pass. Once on the other side, Brax reached into his pocket and pulled out a coin. “Thank you for being so generous. Here take this for your trouble.” Brax used his thumb and flipped the coin into the air. Ben eagerly reached for the coin catching it be

Brit said when she finally pulled back from her. Brit was going to be the smallest nineteen-year-old there. Was a huge, monstrous beast really going to burst out of her sister? It was worrying. But Jax told her it would be okay, so she had to trust that. “I know you’re confused,” she said, linking Brit’s arm with hers. “But let's settle you in first, and then we can talk.” She looked back at the warriors unloading the cars. “You have a lot of things,” she teased.