Trollhunters Argh Novels & Stories

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.

Abigail One second, I was fixing my boot. The next, I was being carried off by a troll who was foolishly covering my mouth with its bare hand. I bit it hard, causing the troll to yelp and move its hand. “Help! I’m up, mmmff,” the troll covered my mouth again, this time with a glove blocking my teeth. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cat struggling in the arms of another troll. I heard magic being fired, and knew that Aryk and Grayson were fighting the others.

and then I was caught by cold arms. I opened my eyes and I was in the tent but the place felt different because I could not breathe properly so I guessed that we were on the top. My head was hurting and when I looked around only James was by my side "Where are the others." "They are climbing." "Who was the person who shouted?" "It was Jessica, she disappeared." "I knew it." I could not help but my tears started rolling out as I was worried. James patted my head as I cried then as I calmed down a little he asked "Why did you fall and why were you unconscious all of a sudden?"

@dog_food_cicada__ : "I'm not lying you suspicious fuckers… I'm a glitch hunter. I was on this hunt… and I swear to god this hunt was the most freakish hunt of my life… One thing I've learned is to never mess with these guys. Everyone in this team is a goddamn freak… They not only tricked 150 hunters but they also fought and stood their ground until the end… 7 vs 150… can you fucking imagine? Even members of the top clan couldn't do shit against them. Every time we thought we had them, they would pull some trick and get away. I feel like I'm praising them too much for screwing with us… but these fuckers are beyond insane and deserve a medal for the insanity they pulled in this hunt." ~FFathe

" A wave of viewers departed. Helma continued her stream, noticing Little Witch Ran's weary emoji. "Little Witch, take a break. Let the trolls be. Just pretend we don't see them," Helma suggested. Then, a notification appeared: [‘Guller’ has blacklisted ‘user51658.’] Helma chuckled as the viewers left playful comments. When the crowd thinned, many hurried to Twitter, rallying behind Chris and Helma, and taking on Neve. Looks like her top fan has joined the stream.

All of the Hunters held their breath as they saw three more trolls emerge from the depths of the cave, bearing their fangs and growling. “What the heck…” Paul spoke with a hint of fear in his voice. GROAH!! “Hyah!” Kim yelled while rushing at the trolls. “Wait, Kim!” Paul shouted, trying to stop him. “Tch!” Paul ran after him. Herman also followed them. “Wait, all of you-!” Yuki couldn’t complete her sentence. “We have to help them! Yuki, fire your arrows! [Strengthen]! [Light Feet]!” Mel started casting spells to buff her teammates.

But it would be something you would start though HAILSTORM: Sorry guys, work was hectic KILLER: Firstly, I would never EVER start a mommy blog, secondly – how did the festival go? HAILSTORM: I hate college kids. LACE: You were probably worse than them though HAILSTORM: I didn’t throw up on a paramedic midst trying to get her number KILLER: Eeww did that happen? HAILSTORM: Trust me – I still reek LACE: That’s disgusting KILLER: Did he try and get your number still? HAILSTORM: Yip, was very awkward in between trying to clean myself off

not like this. To Be Continued...

“Trolls! Welcome our latest victims—did I say victims? I meant members!” Laughter erupted from the crowd. Raven raised a hand and the laughter dissolved. “I need a volunteer to wrestle them,” she continued. “Let’s see how fast their bones snap!” A troll stepped forward. He was massive—twice my height, thick with muscle, his skin the color of wet clay. “I’ll break them in two!” he bellowed, slamming a keg to the ground. The crowd cheered louder. I stepped forward. They laughed harder. “She’s serious?” one jeered.

She jumped right back to the 'bitchy', but we'd crested the wave. We three were working through the uncertain status of who would/should do what to who as we sat around Libra's apartment. Added to that was Libra and Brooke using every tentacle of social media to castrate and castigate Trent. Trent made some half-assed counterattacks (he was on his way to the airport), his 'bros' rallied to his cause, Brooke's sorority rallied to hers, and billions of electrons died for no real purpose except to feed two people's impassioned egos.