Trollhunters Novels & Stories

"Grace tweeted last night that if Adventure Show was really a questionable program, she would never continue to participate in the recording. You and Grace are good friends, so why didn't you tell her the truth?" Jessica stood calmly in the crowd. The Internet trolls Grace hired were very good at creating a buzz. They played up the relationship between Grace and her, and described her as a vicious woman who was dedicated to victimizing her friends causing everyone to hate her.

“If my memory serves me right, our collaboration is of 15 years. And it’s been only 7 years now, but you already want out? Huh?” “You claim that CAT’s dealings with Turantello Familia will bring harm to the company and will indirectly affect you. For your information, CAT Holdings is the leading company of Turantello Familia in business world. Sorry, you didn’t know that. Also, my brother, Vernero… I assume you all know him; the head of the Turantello. Do you think he will let you off after dishonoring the agreement? Knowing his “mental health”, do you think he is someone who can let such a mistake go by without “taking care” of it?” I could sense fear and discomfort resonating deep from the

Maisie was amused by him. This was indeed something that would come out of his mouth after he lost his memory. Daisie chimed in and asked, “What are Internet trolls?” Maisie explained, “Like those people who scolded you and brother in the past. They’re known as the Internet trolls.” “Oh, I see,” Daisie replied. Nolan placed his hand on the back of Maisie’s hand and asked, “So you’ll let her be the spokesperson?”

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

Lennox says, his words directed more at me than Uriah. I stiffen, shocked. "You caught them?" I'm amazed. The hecklers, the harassers, the people who throw things and stalk us—they rarely ever get caught. These individuals are usually faceless and nameless, as anonymous as online trolls. I've always accepted that there would be little retribution. And I'm fine with that. I understand it.

It was strange that he could not reduce traffic on the tweet. With every attempt of whitewashing the truth in the Hunts’ favor, the professional trolls faced backlash from angry netizens and in the end, the netizens’ spite and fury overwhelmed them.

I hated his proud smile. "There he is, Bazaar's new and most powerful hunter," I heard whispers from each side of the crowd. I listened closely to what they were saying. "I heard he killed 10 werewolves last night with his bare hands," I heard another whisper within the crowd. I looked at Turner discovering all the whispers were about him, that's why his body is covered and sticky with blood.

“I agree, that’s why I brought this group with me. We’ve all worked on this case in one way or another. You know Zander, my beta, then some of my warriors Kade, Jace, Tanner, Noah, Kiera and Amara. They’ve all either helped in capturing or questioning the rogues, and of course the girls spoke to Lucy.” “Hi. I know I’ve met a few of you in the past, sorry if I forgot your names until now. We must have been thinking alike for once Alec. These members of my team are also the closest to the case. You know Damien already,” Dean says and I nod in his direction. “This is Micah and Mark. Mark runs most of our tech and surveillance.”

When they discovered their natural enemy, they immediately froze to the ground, preparing to strike with their razor-sharp fangs and claws, which were already in place. Darwin, on the other hand, was startled by the rusty sounds of another iron barrier yanking open from behind him. A massive, raucous troll monster lumbered out of the woods. Seven-foot-tall, a seven hundred-pound troll-leather-clad beast, and with two long double swords in each hand. Who wore a leather garment on its back as protection at its weakest point. A troll has become extremely agitated after spotting its prey. After all, lycans' blood has been their primary source of nectar, providing them with the essential thrill t

So, what's the point of making friends if they're gonna leave her anyway? "Jay is a trouble maker. Every teacher made peace with that." A girl said to her friend as they passed by Jay's table to their seat at the next table, close enough for her to hear their conversation in the crowded cafeteria. "Still, it doesn't excuse him from punching Mr. Archerson." The other girl said back. "I thought you said 'trouble maker' as in 'he's a troll' and not 'he beats the fuck out of teachers'." The first girl chuckled a little and looked out the window. "I heard from Bella that Jay is also on the student council's blacklist for picking a fight with the vice president."