Poppy From Trolls Novels & Stories

This time, Evander stood up and strode out of Poppy’s tent. Poppy let out a soft sigh as Evander left her completely alone inside her tent. “I didn’t expect to be unconscious for three full days,” Poppy said, looking down at her body. Even though Poppy hadn’t intended to hurt herself this badly. But Poppy was quite satisfied with the result; at least her efforts to frame the Ravens hadn’t been in vain. “I hope that damn bitch stops causing trouble for me,” Poppy muttered softly as she leaned back against the mattress.

"Look, Ms. Chastain is here from the development company. I want to take her out and show her why we're not selling any McFall land." "Ms. Chastain is it now?" Rolly muttered under his breath. "Rolly, I swear to God…" "Um, hello?" Poppy stood uncertainly in the barn doorway. Her bag was gone, and she'd pulled her hair into a ponytail. Her sunglasses rested on top of her head. Hunter cut a look at Rolly, who held up his hands in mock surrender. "We're just about ready," Hunter called to her.

As she finished the story, Ryan’s mouth thinned into a hard line. "June, please tell me we are both picturing those magical little cutie trolls in the animation's trolls who could sing. With Justin Timberlake's version of the True Colors!" Ryan asked with a smirk. "Oh yeah! That was a good animation. I love it. Years have gone by, it feels like yesterday once more. Every Shalala, every Whoa Whoah, still shines. " June replied with a tune to the classic Carpenters' song! " "What the hell are you talking about, June?" "I'm talking about trolls here, not about your father being a carpenter."

I was unpacking the final suitcase when the apartment door swung open to revel Poppy standing there smiling as she ran over to me pulling me into a giant bear hug, it was then that I noticed a different scent was wrapped around her that was similar to Tyler’s, yet there was something else. “Wait!! Why do you smell different? What’s happening? Why are you crying?” I asked, worry was beginning to set in as this was out of character for my best friend. She was still stood in the middle of the lounge holding onto me with tears streaming down her face. “I’m sorry, I was just happy to see you and then my hormones took over which is why I’m a blubbering mess.” Poppy replied, wiping all the tears aw

“Anyway, what’s the plan? We wait and ambush it?” “Yeah, might. It’s only one, so it shouldn't be a problem.” Kim said. “Alright then, we better prepare. Trolls aren’t too strong, but we still have to be careful.” Paul instructed. “Yuki, you got backside. Kim and Herman, you two stay on guard. Me and Mel will set up a trap so it will be easier to take it down. Got that?” “Yup!” Kim immediately answered. They started preparing the ambush. Trolls are nocturnal creatures so it was right to have come at night while they were out. They could not possibly expect an ambush from inside their home. They were ready now, all that’s left was to wait for the troll to come.

Poppy teases, reaching over to brush his hair back from his forehead. He yawns wide enough to show every little tooth, then blinks up at me. “Can I have pancakes?” “Pancakes?” I echo, feigning shock. “That’s a big request for someone who’s barely awake.” He shrugs, eyes already drooping again. “I like making them.” “Yeah,” I whisper, kissing the top of his head. “That’s reason enough, baby.” Poppy watches us, her expression soft but full of something fierce beneath it. “We’re going to be okay, aren’t we?” she asks quietly.

Atlas reacted quickly. He swiftly pulled me into his arms and shifted positions, evading the oncoming Poppy amidst the crowd's gasps. Luckily, Dylan grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Poppy pretended to look embarrassed. With a profound look, Dylan said, "Ms. Poppy, steady yourself!" Poppy felt uneasy under Dylan's cold gaze, her mind shaken momentarily. She quickly smiled and said, "I'm sorry! Ms. Chloe, I startled you. My fault for not standing firmly. Sorry."

“And yes, Carter is being an arsehole.” Carter threw his hands in the air and paced away. Now that Talia looked at him, she could see that he wasn’t in a good place. His suit was rumpled and his hair looked like he’d been dragging his hands through it constantly. Talia sat back down on the couch and crossed her legs, pulling a cushion onto her lap. “What’s going on?” she asked, looking up at Parker. “Trolls,” Carter replied, turning back to her. “Fucking trolls.”

But every time Poppy went out, she was always accompanied by Faith—or sometimes even her in-laws—leaving no opportunity for Chloe’s father’s agent to whisk her away to their mansion. Earlier, Lucio received a call from his agent, who had been tailing Poppy, informing him that her only companion today was her younger sister-in-law, Summer Lee. The agent also reported that their destination was the university, prompting Lucio to immediately instruct his daughter, Chloe, to intercept Poppy there. Chloe was tasked with bringing Poppy to the company, where they could finally proceed with their plan.

And this time, ‘he’ is here to ensure minimal damage, as he promised to the other Lords. Trolls marched to the capital walls, their heavy boulder-like feet sending tremors and quakes for miles. Accompanying the trolls are the organized human army, townspeople from the outskirts trained to become their soldiers in exchange for food and shelter to them and their families who were unfit to fight, such as pregnant women, the elderly, or children. The human army was armed with sabers and steel armor, like true soldiers.