Troll Tales Novels & Stories

They sat with their backs to the river, snuggled together and giggled like a couple of high school lovers. Thaddeus rushed as fast as his scrawny little legs could carry him, to stay in the waters was to incur the wrath of Tonya. He knew better. With her small frame, she has the power of a sumo wrestler within her. Today wasn't the day to piss her off, not when she's busy with Emily talking about things he'd never understand. He thought to himself as he ran his hand through his hair, shaking like his bones had become fragile and brittle.

He even fucking moaned. I'd certainly never met anybody like Troy before, and when he reached back into the laundry basket and used his discarded underwear to wipe down the mess he'd just made, I knew that this was going to be a turbulent affair. How was I, a closeted little gay boy, supposed to live a normal life whilst surrounded by cum, cock and a man so handsome that it angered me? Well, I didn't have to wait long to find out.

“Fuck” I heard a low grumble and the whole earth shook underneath me, the leaves from the trees fell to the floor from the trembling. I sighed and looked up and saw the ugliest creature stalking before me, long grey hair, green gross skin, horns for ears, and a pointy nose. He smiled and I saw what looked like leeches between his teeth. He screamed at me ‘arrrrrrrrr’ and the stench mixed with the slime coming from his mouth covered my face and turned my stomach. From what I heard about trolls they turn to stone once the sunlight hits them so I have to hold him off for about five more minutes. I started running towards him as fast as I can jumping off my feet and punching him with all my stre

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the journalist asked curiously. "Yes, it's called 'Tales of the Moonlit Grimoire'," Luna revealed with a smile, subtly bringing the interview to a close.

She appeared deep in thought, “No, it all happened in a flash, I saw it all happen and then I charged towards you then I saw the snake…” Dragomir didn’t understand what she was saying but he was going to probe later. He pulled the reins of his horse, she did the same, and then they began to ride in the direction from where they came. Then suddenly there was a loud outcry and an army of trolls emerged, they were very short like dwarfs, looked like they had aged centuries, dressed in drab clothing. Some had very large ears, noses and eyes. Their hair was balding, some had sores scattered over their already disgusting, wrinkly skins.

I was 23 and Toby was 24 in this story. I’d arrived at the summer camp in Canada with excitement in my veins. Ditching my shit job for a summer of fun is just what I needed. I was going to be a camp counsellor along with a load of other young people. One guy, Toby, kinda stood out, he was from Michigan, and he’d played lacrosse in high school. He was handsome in a slightly goofy way. He has bushy brown hair and he was tall, athletic.

If he held it back now, he’d never get it out. “They defiled me,” Tales said, his voice hollow. “I fought back. Every damn day, I fought. But there were too many of them, and I was just a kid. They... they hurt me. Over and over. And when I wouldn’t stop fighting, they burned me.” He pulled up his sleeve, exposing a trail of scars across his arm—small, circular burns that dotted his skin like a grotesque pattern. “Cigarettes. Every time I screamed, every time I fought, they’d burn me. Said it’d teach me a lesson.” Raja’s breathing was uneven now, his body trembling with barely suppressed fury. “Tales...” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Yet here I was, forced to swallow the unimaginable. Satisfied that she had quenched a thirst I never had, Selene pressed a book into my hands. One glance at the cover made my heart sink. Trolls. Of course it had to be trolls. In that instant, I understood Kael’s disdain for the entire franchise. This girl’s obsession was unlike anything I had ever witnessed. It coated her world—her words, her shelves, even the Princess Poppy hair ties woven into her braids. She could walk into a boardroom tomorrow and sell their brand better than any professional, all without knowing she was doing it.

He even fucking moaned. I'd certainly never met anybody like Troy before, and when he reached back into the laundry basket and used his discarded underwear to wipe down the mess he'd just made, I knew that this was going to be a turbulent affair. How was I, a closeted little gay boy, supposed to live a normal life whilst surrounded by cum, cock and a man so handsome that it angered me? Well, I didn't have to wait long to find out.