Steve Trollhunters Novels & Stories

"I'm your worst nightmare. Get out of here right now and tell that idiot Mister Torrent to apologize to us and I'll drop it." Steve could not help but burst out laughing. "Wow! You really do have a death wish. It seems you won't back down without being taught a lesson." Wilbur smiled. "Coming from someone like you? That's pretty funny." Steve's expression darkened at once, but Edward said, "What are you doing? Do you even know who Mister Torrent is? Do you have a death wish?"

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

When Steve arrived at the base, he went to his private most room. No one was allowed to enter that room except his best friend Stooper whom he had given access f that room. He wanted to clean himself so that he could avoid any suspicious that he had left the pack to meet a human. When he pushed the door open, he saw his closest friend Stooper sitting on the couch as if he was waiting for him. Stooper had the same nature as Steve but not he was not as powerful as him.

I went to grab my go bag when Zion stopped me. Zion- they will kill you!.. they don't even report to me, just Xander and Cody.. he spend time with them when he was training and some are his best friends. If they find out what happened they will kill you! Steven- so just like Lori I can't do anything? Troy- you could link him!.. you marked each other right!? Steven- he blocked me after rejecting me!.. 1 day ago i had everything now I have absolutely nothing!

[Dwolo Eyes - 2019, 01 April] Suspicious of an amateur journalist. Had followed some humans who he thought were vampires and wolf-shifters. One or two are actually them. Many take photos with very clear and good results. One photo shows a vampire on the edge of the forest, sucking the blood of a pig. It is too much evidence. Forced to erase some of his memory using Emergency-Hipno, and cover up the anomaly with a car accident. In the case of the shifters, it has been reported to the relevant people. Check, peruse, and double check. Everything has settled. [Tael Eyes - 2019, 01 August]

I rolled my eyes at him, and he gave another shout of laughter. The ride continued in silence until we got to the main highway. I could see a dark shadow of a vehicle parked off to the side and realized it was Nellie and the other warrior. They flashed their lights at us and followed us up on to the highway. I sat back in my seat and closed my eyes. “Is it true you were a werewolf hunter?” Bob asked. I opened my eyes to see him looking at me earnestly. “Yeah,” I acknowledged.

“Not to Ian. He’s been jealous of Balric since the dawn of time. He’s invested too much to get where he is and now, with the praetor questioning him, it’s all in danger.” “But to go against the praetor,” Sara said, her voice not skeptical but cautious. “Having been on the receiving end of his fist I’m not so sure the praetor is a physical threat to him. Ian has been devouring the souls of his own kind as long as Balric’s been the Betrayer.” “So you say. I still don’t think we should believe you. You are the Betrayer. You kill us for sport,” Carl said. I sighed, grabbed a decorative pine cone from the end table near me. “Carl, if I really killed for pleasure. You’d be dead.” I threw the pine

He asked worriedly. “It’s about the troll attack. We think that whoever turns that troll to shreds is something far more dangerous. Even Gamma Sevy confirmed he didn’t do it, that someone else killed that troll. We don’t know if that creature is a friend or a foe.” He explains cautiously. Alpha Qillalon’s heart pounds loudly. He should have caught a scent of it, but he got so preoccupied with Vesper that he missed doing his Alpha duties. “I’ll take a look at it,” he uttered.

"Thank you. I was just trying to help out. Besides, it's not like the table is full." Shantal says with a little laugh afterwards. Steve finishes his maintenance and opens his chest and puts his toolbox inside. "That's pretty handy." Shantal says trying to not make things awkward while she stares at him. "Indeed it is. Hey, do you mind if I ask you a question?" Steve replies "Shoot." Shantal says. "Did you happen to have a weird dream last night?" Steve asks in a calm yet worried voice. "Now that you mention it, I did. I dreamt that my dad died and I killed myself. Pretty sad."

"There are people out there who want to hurt you, Andrianne. You don't even know the half of it. I'm just trying to help." Andrianne was getting more and more confused by the second. "What are you talking about? Who wants to hurt me?" Steve leaned in closer. "I can't say too much right now, Andrianne. But you need to trust me. I'm on your side. I've always been on your side." Andrianne's mind was spinning. Who could Steve be talking about? And why was he acting so strange? She decided to change the subject. "Fine, Steve. Let's say I believe you didn't plant the cameras in my house. Do you have any idea who did?"