Troll Tales Novels & Stories

I even heard she had an abortion. [I heard that, too. Apparently, she got pregnant by some older wolf off campus, and when his wife found out, she had to terminate it.] The rumors grew more outrageous by the second. Fabricated stories multiplied out of thin air. I knew Hunter and Freya had arranged all the paid trolls. They wanted nothing more than to ruin my name completely. What they didn’t know was that the wolf battalion was already on its way. They wouldn’t stay arrogant for much longer. When I remained silent, unease flickered across Hunter’s face.

He couldn’t tell her side of the story without alerting everyone to the fact he had spoken to her. “Right, so,” Carter continued. “There have been some developments.” Talia rolled her eyes and looked between Parker and Carter. “Trolls. I get it. Your comment section has probably blown up with arseholes telling the world what sick fantasies they’d like to make a reality, right?” Carter looked at her with wide eyes. “How did you know?” Talia threw her hands in the air and got up to pace. “Do you think this is the first time? Shit, Carter, every single time I post something on I*******m, I get comments like that. Rape fantasies, sexual fantasies, even death threats.”

It was hardwork, but her efforts were finally paying off. The maids and other workers in the manor were starting to open up to her little by little. It had been a few months and the rumors going round about the Tyrant Kyra, have been dialed down. She didn't blame them though, even she would have had a hard time believing that someone who was known to throw tantrums and bully maids just for fun would turn over a new leaf in such a short time.

Clara, one of the few maids I’d grown somewhat close to, was looking at me with concern. “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately,” she said, tilting her head. “And those dark circles under your eyes… Are you sleeping at all?” “Yeah, just tired,” I mumbled, forcing a weak smile and looking away. How could I possibly explain that I was up half the night touching myself while listening to Lord Blackwood fuck other women? That I wished with every fiber of my being that it was my pussy he was pounding instead? “Not used to the work here yet?” she asked gently.

Steel boomed against steel as the putrid battle continued, the numbers of those who came to fight dwindling, fading as the body count rose. Dorian had forced Elika along on a raid of an uncharted dimension, the people who dwelled there fighting against the dark lord and the armies of hell on many occasions, refusing to abide by any treaty that was offered, continuously killing anyone who entered the dimension. The feral immortal had organised the attack in just a day, taking no more than four hundred of Darkous’ best men to send a message, a brutal and bloodthirsty message that neither she nor the people would ever forget. She squeezed her eyes shut in desperation as the battle worsened, una

The information she gleaned from the books perplexed her, but it didn't her all the answers she needs. She remembered the plane exploding, being sucked in by a vacuum-like force, and sliding off in a gut-like tunnel. She didn't see anything like it up on the hill. 'What could have swallowed her and dumped her like shit? 'Ugh,' she felt grossed out thinking of it.

He then shifted then come to join us. “What is it, make it quick, Ianna and I can’t be gone for long not after what happened last night.” The witch looked like she wanted to ask but she stopped herself. “Our allies are on board, but I come with even more disturbing news.” Aegen and I both shared a look but then looked back at her in silence waiting for her to continue. “The Trolls are planning to attack the kingdom; I don’t have more details, but it will be happening soon.”

Yoran became the new Alpha by slaying his own father and his brothers, and he was a savage who loved to feast on human flesh. Just the thought left me quietly taking a few steps back away from him, but before I steadied myself, he caught my bare shoulders.

I answered, picking up a framed picture of a white wolf and placing it on the desk. “This has never happened in so long, hope it’s not what I am thinking? “ he asked and I shrugged. “What are you thinking? That earth is becoming unstable “ I asked and he shook his head. “That there’s a witch in our midst” he said and I chuckled. it wasn't like I wasn't bothered, I was. I just didn't want to show it. When it’s clear I am being disturbed by something, my elders detect easily and probing and seeking for answers is what I am avoiding. I’ve got a lot on my plate right now.

Jenny and Mandy stood at the back, probably wondering what we were all waiting for. “Who built these tunnels?” asked Maurice. “The trolls,” said Jespert. “They love digging tunnels. Passes the time, I suppose. They’re very long-lived.” “These trolls,” I said, “anything we should know about them? In case we bump into a couple.” The trolls in Earth folklore varied from those that hid under bridges waiting to interrogate passing goats, to those who turned into stone if exposed to sunlight. It would help to know which type we were likely to encounter.