Trollhunters Nari Novels & Stories

The horse-bodied girl pushed Nara's hand away. "Who are you, huh? How dare you interfere with our fun?" Show the girl with the horse. "Yeah, you don't have to meddle in our business!" Said another girl, she is the alligator-tailed girl. Nara is angry, and she also looks very angry to see the behavior of brutal girls like them. In the past, Nara had been bullied by them. Nara's hands clenched then. Buuk.

Miyoung wondered how so much power could be in such a timid girl. In fact, the bravest thing Nara had ever done was approach Miyoung. Twelve-year-old Nara had been a small girl with big eyes and fidgeting fingers. She’d almost failed to get Miyoung’s attention, but as soon as she whispered the word gumiho, she didn’t need to do much else. Now Nara gave Miyoung evil men to hunt each month, and Nara could give peace to some of the spirits that plagued her. Miyoung sometimes thought they were a strange pair, two misfits who’d never fit in the worlds they were born into.

He said and suddenly, his face grew more serious, "You know, you could figure out a way to kill Marla and her sister, but if there is anyone who knows how to kill Andralita, then it has to be Nyari." I sat up and frowned at him, "What are you trying to say, Mal?" I asked. "We take down Andralita using Nyari and the only way to do that is through me," He said, "even when we were at her grandfather's house, Nyari was still greatly obsessed with me. I am just thinking, if there is a way I could get her away from Andralita, convince her that I am in love with her, it would be much easier to take down her mother."

The wolf howled, and her power detonated, blasting the collectors through walls, through layers of steel and concrete, as if the building itself was nothing. Then—silence, heavy and final. Nyxara stood alone amid the wreckage, breath coming in ragged bursts, blood streaming from the sigil on her side. It wasn’t fatal, but it burned with a promise of more to come. Her rival mate was instantly at her side, voice tight with worry. “They marked you.” “I know,” she snapped, pain sharpening her words. “I fucking feel it.” The displays around them flickered back to life. Across every screen, in brutal white letters, a message blazed:

“What is your name and which pack are you from?” “I'm Taylor Nicholson and I'm a lone wolf right now,” she answered impatiently. “Please, give me the benefit of the doubt. I promise you that this is all worth it.” “Sure!” The gate opens and a man with a golden blond head stands with his legs apart in the opening. His eyes are rimmed in black and his pale skin is translucent. He stares intently at the woman. “Can you give me an indication of what it's about?” the man asked icily. “I am Beta Naria. The Alpha is occupied and cannot see everyone."

He still has a mouth to talk. "Keep quiet, and let me tell you the truth, I, Tiara I'm a vampiress not a human being like you, I was sent on a mission here in the human world, I need seven lives, the life of covetous people like you, you made it easy by walking up to me yourself, I'm running out of time, I don't have the whole night to myself, who is going first?" I asked and they fell on each other.

His brother is 16 and his sister 19. He is the oldest and he is next in line to be Alpha. His wolf's name is Daxter,Dax for short. I didn't tell him about my past with Tommy and I didn't mention the recent texts. I also told him about my parents and how everything turned to shit. I also found out that he wasn't a virgin. He said it was a mistake because he was drunk because of the pressure he got from his parents for not finding his mate yet. He was 18 when it happened. It still hurt to hear that I wouldn't be his first like he would be mine. But what did I expect,he is an attractive man.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

I had both vampire and werewolf powers so I was unstoppable. "I want Her Blood Now." I heard my vampire side Luciana angrily snarl in my head as she wanted to go back to sleep. My vamp side had no sense of humor, was grumpy and thought humans were an irritation to her and just needed to be gotten rid of by drinking their blood. My wolf Ashlely was the chattier, caring and funny one. Let me tell you they were both irritating. "Riana did you hear what I said." I heard Tiana's voice say interrupting me from my thoughts.

How will Brooklyn ever get rid of him? At twenty-nine, Nikolas Ardolf is hard, arrogant and a ruthless monster who only understands two things, business and money. Having been abandoned on the streets at birth, he had a very hard childhood but all that changed when he was picked up by the ruthless old man, Daniel Ardolf, unmarried and the sole owner of Ardolf Winery. He hates women after his own mom had betrayed him. Then why does he stalk the innocent Brooklyn every day? What does he want? Why can't he stay away from her?