Troll Enchanted Novels & Stories

The bass thumped through the crowded mansion like a second heartbeat, but Elena Voss felt hers stuttering in her throat. Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light across designer dresses and tailored suits, while laughter sliced through the air like shards of glass. This was supposed to be a celebration. Richard Hale’s latest business triumph but for Elena, it felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of wolves.

Unfortunately, I wasn't the only one enamored with this godlike man. On our wedding night, he received a phone call and never came back. I sat on the bed until dawn, not sleeping a wink. In the early morning, he came back drunk. He calmly stroked my head and said, "You know what's the most adorable thing about you? It's that you're sensible enough not to cause trouble. The Finley family needs a mistress like you." At that moment, the anger that had welled up in my heart was suddenly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

James held me in his arms asking worried "Are you fine" I was unable to say anything but my impulse gave a way and I kissed him for quite a long time and I could not make out his reaction. Instead of taking advantage of me at such a moment, he pulled me apart and took me inside the tent and carefully put me down. I was unable to fall asleep so I unconsciously begin to mess up the tent with my magic. He was staring at me shocked of what was happening, I had completely lost myself and looking at him I pulled him closer with a quick snap of my fingers and wrapped my arms around his neck "James help me, I am not feeling good."

Zira’s heart hammered in her chest as they parted. The howls turned into screams. Her hands flew to her mouth as she watched the biggest wolf she’d ever laid eyes on twist and groan. Its bones snapped as it morphed from wolf to human. Their leg was caught in a bear trap and was shredded all the way to the bone from all the twisting and moving during their transformation.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

It's probably not that I keep forgetting but I choose to forget. Sometimes it's fun to play pretend in the real world when you can't get what you desperately want. (Note: if you haven't noticed it yet, the chapters are inspired with Taylor Swift's songs and lyrics since I'm a fan! :) )

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

He expected Oz to cast a love spell of some sort. " You fool. It isn't just any ring. This is the ring of the ancient Roman queen, Archuletta. It is the ring of no sin. A ring that will make her forever yours, even against her will.", Oz said proudly. "It looks cheap. But the question is, will she love me?", Gregory asked. "Do you think you will love her the same if she is madly in love with you? If she chased behind you like all the other?" Oz asked.

"Troll Code. Can't attack a troll queen. Even a sewer troll queen." "So then ...?" I ask. "How charming can you be?" asks Tidiane/Mrs Choudry. * As I slog through the sewer sludge I can't help but feel I've been tricked. Surely Tidiane could have shape-shifted into something pleasing to charm the sewer troll queen? But I let myself be persuaded. He had taken me by the arm and led me toward the sewer entrance, assuring me that an Ironwolf Alpha(ish) would be just the thing to make a sewer troll queen feel important and isn't being made to feel important at least a bit like being charming since he didn't think I was very naturally charming himself and yet there's no accounting for tastes so wh

Strength and power. "The feral took him, milady." The head of the troll murmured and bowed his head, as all of them followed suit. "Dammit!" "We can tell you their dwelling, milady but I guess you two need a rest for a while and replenish your energy." "Are you playing games now little troll? I was not happy with your magic trick earlier and right now I am not playing games. My friend is with my enemy and needed help and—"