Troll Quadrants Novels & Stories

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.

Online trolls flooded social media platforms with vile comments and accusations, aiming to tarnish my reputation. Doubt and uncertainty crept into my thoughts, threatening to unravel the foundation I had worked so hard to build. But amidst the storm, I found solace in the unwavering support of my closest allies. Kate, ever the pillar of strength, stood by my side, fending off the trolls and countering the false narratives with the truth.

Chapter 56 ~Dom~ "it's.....the quadrant Boss," he announced frantically, leaving me stunned. I stood there, frozen in place like a statue. My heart thudded loudly against my chest from both anger and fear of leaving Alicia behind. The quadrant is an underground force that is made up of different underground business tycoons. They're the most powerful in the country if not the world As much as I am the boss of one of the greatest Mafia gangs in the country 'black eagle' I still don't hold a candle to them. What do you expect of a group that was single-handedly formed by a 28-years old Man, ALONE? They've been after me and I know exactly who is behind this.

Not one of those feelings was of admiration or gratitude, I waited eighteen years of my life to finally get a hold of my own freedom and this is what I get in return? I waited eighteen years to finally meet my mate, someone that’s said to put an end to all of my misery and all I’m going to get are these four men, the cause of my misery? A war of emotion raged me and I got sick with the struggle within me as strange and disquieting thoughts began to race through my mind. “Goddess forbid I accept them as my mate.” I yelled out in anger, spitting the words out with my fury coating them and I felt the quadruplets blue eyes clawing at me like talons.

Her gaze swept over everything. "The scenario," she explained, "is unprecedented. Four possible mates. One Luna. And there is an obvious disagreement between them. Nobody spoke. The truth of what she said sat thick in the air. "Traditionally," she explained, "the Luna would mate with all four of you. But it's evident that this arrangement is... unpleasant for all parties concerned." I felt four sets of eyes on me. Heavy. Intense. I fixed my focus on Elder Mackenzie. "So," she replied, her voice steely. Final. "We must find another solution." She turned to face me. Her gaze softened. Only slightly. "Luna," she answered. "The choice, we feel, must be yours." I blinked. Confused. "Choice?" I re

Then we ignore everything else. Marcus: Fine. But I'm still mad about it. Zara: Everyone, stop. The gossip will die down. We just need to wait it out. Lorraine: My daughter is right. Trolls have short attention spans. Something else will scandalize them next week. MJ: I still think we should fight them. I can create fake accounts and Lorraine: MJ, no. We don't engage. We rise above. Kenya: Rising above is boring, though. Zara: Rising above is smart. Trust me.

I clicked on T*****r and immediately sent: "DO YOU WANT TO SEE LAURA'S MURDERERS? VOTE NOW!" And clicked send.

says Graydon with a smile. "Oh no," I say as I start to see where he's going with this. Trolls are walking, talking, twelve feet tall stink bombs. Most of the time they are just smelly. But when they feel threatened or angry or upset or annoyed or even just a little bored, they can let off a stink that will knock everyting within 100 metres flat. "Yes exactly," says Graydon. "Not quite a smoke bomb. Troll bomb." The others suck in their breath. "That's harsh," says the blue-haired guy but he's nodding approvingly.

Quinn wasn't someone they could afford to provoke anymore. "Are you still hung up on her, Simon? What has she done to you? Bewitched you?" Shania asked. She was acting completely unreasonable. Simon shook his head in frustration and said, "If you refuse to heed my advice, then I'm done talking. You're on your own." After Quinn blocked his number, he realized that there was no longer any hope for him and Quinn. Moreover, Xavier had also hired a bunch of online trolls. They outnumbered the trolls hired by Xandor Group. As a result of those coordinated online attacks, Xandor Group was thoroughly dragged through the mud.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too