Troll Enchanted Novels & Stories

Emil ran over. “No, Kenneth. You have to stay awake.” He slapped him. “Come on Ken needs out help.” Emil bit at his wrist and forced Kenneth to drink. A few drops and his body was convulsing as his eyes shot up from the rich half breed blood. Teya ran over to stop the Enchantress her eyes glowing with the medallion shooting her beam of sunshine light towards her. She turned, teeth clenched, as she tried to block the bright light. “How dare you go against your own people?” She shot a bright light of another color, purple, as the energys fought for supremacy, but the overwhelming power caused a disruption and from there everything went black.

I whisper to Owen. Beneath the “werewolves” column, she neatly prints, “Owen and Ella: Reproductive Spell.” Changing from her black marker to a red one, she makes a bullet point below it: “Ella = Tyr” and “Owen = Fenrir” “We know enough about the spell that we understand the symbolism,” she says, moving to the next column. She notes there that thralls cast the spell on us. Then, under “unknown,” she writes “moonstone.”

It howled, "Do you think you can stop me with just an enchanted barrier?" As soon as it finished speaking, Tarrasque unleashed all its strength and rushed toward the enchanted barrier again. For a moment, Tarrasque bumped into the enchanted barrier. Sounds of constant explosions just kept coming. The two goddesses hiding behind the rocks, as well as Darryl, were all trembling with fear. At the same time, Darryl's eyes were full of eagerness. Faster… the enchanted barrier needed to break faster. However, the enchanted barrier was so strong that even though Tarrasque had tried many times, there was still no sign of it breaking.

The rest surveyed the surroundings, terra walked forwards and stopped at a vine covered wall, if she was not mistaken, this was the path to vulpix. Terra lit the vines on fire and waited for it to burn up, except that was the problem, it did not burn. She felt it and recognized the flow of energy in it, it was enchanted. The rest moved closer, "What is it?" Zarae asked, "The vines, they are enchanted," she replied, "Why would someone enchant a bunch of vines surrounding a forest?" Sorrena said, Terra sighed and gave her a sour look, right now she was on edge, the wolf girl only pushed her the more,

The artifact's malevolent vitality thrummed, but the Enchanted Forest's enchantment beat more grounded inside us. "Together, ready to overcome this haziness," I announced, my voice faithful. With Celina's water enchantment, Alder's essential authority, and my association to the Charmed Timberland, we channeled a deluge of immaculate enchantment that smashed the artifact's hold. The plague's grasp debilitated, and the city was washed in a reviving light. "The Charmed Forest's enchantment can cleanse indeed the darkest of impacts," Celina said, her voice filled with trust.

I whisper, and soon, the lizards start fighting eachother. "Bezzivotny." I say, and they fall lifeless, rigid, I bite my lips, feeling something breaking in me, but knowing this is something I have to do, it's about keeping my family safe, protecting Zoe from death. ____ Dark Enchantment involves infusing ordinary objects with dark energies, which can range from every day items such as jewelry, weapons to more specialized object with dark power. I place the hair pins, necklace, wrist watches, men necklaces, rings and earrings on the table. the plan is to enchant these objects, and give them to everyone, maybe Lily, the girls and I could come together and make more, but these should be enough

When her eyes locked on mine, they sparked with mischief. "Buy me a drink?" she asked, leaning in, her perfume sultry and sweet-curling into my senses. "What's your poison?" "Surprise me." Her smile was sharp, her laugh light and flirtatious. She introduced herself as Elena, her hand brushing my arm casually. I played along like I always do, smiling at the right time, and nodded to stories about her life. It should have been enough. Always had been. But it wasn't. Her voice was fading to the hum of background noise as images of Artemis filled my head—her piercing stares, her stinging words, and her rare smiles. I could drink and drink, and it would not chase her ghost away.

I was scared of what he could do to me right now, but I didn't let him see it. “You do not talk to me in that manner, you wolfless demented girl—” “Yes, you are right. I am wolfless. Everyone knows that so it's not news anymore. So what are you doing here if you are already aware that the moon goddess did not bless me with a wolf?” I said through gritted teeth, my gaze matching his, knowing I had hit a point.

Elara POV Vexx had outdone himself this time. As soon as we were within sight of the warehouse, we were descended upon by trolls, or ogres maybe? Whatever, all I knew is they were huge, smelly, and a product of wicked magic. It took three of us to take down one of these monstrous things. Luckily, we’d only sent one of our magic workers inside with the rescue team—or bait team, depending on how you looked at it. Claire, Grey, and I felled one of these club swinging trolls together by hitting him hard with spells on all sides. No sooner did we finish with him, then another one climbed from a crevice in the earth and roared, brandishing its studded weapon at us.

Suddenly, more voices flooded my mind like a tidal wave. 'Galvan's a freeloader. If it weren't for his rich wife, Marisa, supporting him, what would he be? Just a nobody in the family.' 'Marisa's art collection is so enviable. If only I could get my hands on them.' 'The lobsters tonight aren't fresh enough, but who dares complain?' 'How much did this party cost? Marisa's art business must be doing very well.' I could hear everyone's thoughts! This supernatural ability both shocked and excited me. Behind everyone's smiles lay all sorts of secrets and malice.