Trollhunters Quotes Novels & Stories

Christine made frantic faces at her, but Milo slammed his hand down on the desk. Startled, Christine straightened immediately. “Christine, haven’t you caused enough trouble? If you made a mistake, you deal with the consequences yourself.” “But he can’t hire internet trolls to attack me! They’re even insulting our whole family—saying I have no manners…” “Tina, take Christine home first.” “Milo, he really did hire trolls—” “If he truly hired trolls,” Milo said evenly, “I’ll handle it.” The implication was clear: if this was simply organic backlash from fans, then he wouldn’t intervene.

"The government wants to put me in a box and use me to control wolves. They said if I don't, they'll call us terrorists." I looked at Jonah, at my dad, at Karl. "I'm not a terrorist. I'm a kid who just got his brother back." Jonah leaned into the frame, silver eyes shy. "Hi," he whispered. "I'm Jonah. I'm fourteen. Please don't vote to hunt us." That was it. That broke the internet. The comments went from fast to unreadable — just hearts, wolves, #ProtectTheNulls trending in real time on the side of Jace's laptop.

Dylan urges and emphasizes on the last word. We shift into our wolf forms and run,leaving dead bodies and the injured behind. What's that quote that they always say about revenge? Something along the lines of : "love is sweet but revenge is sweeter." They were right about that! ____________________________________ Hope

“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.

, another posted with a video, different hates and like comments kept streaming under the post. "Wow, I want a prince charming as that" a girl commented dreamily " Marianna, you are an ugly wench how dare you cause a rift between those buddies"another girl viciously added. "Salty bitch the two guys ain't even buddies in the first place more like mortal enemies. I see your jealousy as clouded your sense of judgement" a girl fired back Online trolls keep streaming and everyone had something to say either positive or negative. Endless hate and like, different supports and dislike were streaming on the internet Die-hard haters like Ashley Norman Jade Winter, Branda, and their clique couldn't sta

“Don’t be so freaked out. They won’t kill you unless they can think of an amusing way to do it.” “This guy,” said a troll leaning against the tunnel wall trying to get his breath. “He gets it.” “That wasn’t funny,” I said, somewhat annoyed at being driven to the point of hysteria by these knuckleheads. “This is hardly the time or place for your gags.” The trolls continued to rock with laughter. “Can’t think of a better one,” said the one who’d been covered in blood. He wiped a quartz tear from his face. “Your face... priceless.” He burst out laughing again. It sounded like a hallway full of doors slamming shut one after the other.

“Could they have made a mistake? This Shantal Harver had the same first and last name as the Professor Harver you know.” Louis Quinton directly tweeted: “Are you implying that we’re so confused that we can’t recognize a person in a video?” Other leaders immediately retweeted this line from Prof. Quinton in the medical field. All the trolls were shocked to where they couldn’t find any other reason to criticize Shantal’s educational certification. And with all these leaders stepping forward to hold the line, who would dare question Shantal’s educational level? After being completely humiliated in this way, they naturally had to dig up the culprit mastermind to vent their anger.

Adoni wished she would walk up to him and gloat about the whole process. They weren’t the only ones talking about it too because apparently, Quincy doesn’t really have people who like him like that and he has been gloating in everyone’s face even before the shooting started and no one wanted to be at the mercy of his fierce trolls who would stop at nothing until you are below the floor and in the mud with them too. It was somehow how Quincy always pretended not to notice what his fans were doing to people.

“Get up and check the trending searches! I’m furious! Trying to pull the posts down is way too easy for those scumbags. Don’t delete anything yet—I’m about to jump in and rip them to shreds. I’m your friend, and I won’t let those lowlifes disrespect you like that!” ***