Trollhunters X Reader Novels & Stories

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

The Readers. The suited man stood at the room’s center, not fading now—he looked stronger than ever, his suit a deep blood-red. In his hand, he gripped a golden hammer. "The Creator has witnessed you!" he shouted up at the eyes. "But the story doesn’t belong to just her anymore! The Readers demand a trial! They want to decide if the Doctor and the Soul deserve happiness!" A giant screen floated in the air. Maya saw words fly fast across it: — Kill Julian! Makes the story thrilling!

’ However, realizing that it was not necessary to clarify his relationship with Tilla to Hunter, the lycanthrope soon amended the statement. ‘What we are to one another is beside the point. Have you or any of the king’s toy soldiers carried her off again?’ He asked. Hoping to eliminate the other plausible explanations for Tilla’s disappearance in spite of the firm theory that had already solidified itself within his mind. Luther watched the man squirm uncomfortably between the rocks as he grunted a response, “Not to my knowledge.” The Hunter, clenching his teeth together in an attempt to stave off the pain of having his leg crushed beneath the boulder, as wells as possibly the agitation of t

Hunter paused, if only for a brief second before he continued, "I think I love her." * * * I looked down at my hands on my lap. What have I done? I should not have eavesdropped. Now it would haunt me for the rest of the day or maybe for even longer. The annoying thing about eavesdropping on the phone call was that I had no idea what the other person was saying so I had to fill the blanks myself. From what I had heard, there were two things for sure: Firstly, Tyler was Villain X. There was no denying it. I had heard Hunter beg him not to hurt me before. Why on earth would Hunter beg him to take my name out of his hit list if not because Tyler was the person behind all of the pranks?

"Didn't you tell it yet to the leaders of the village? "No. I want to hear first what happened to you." Flint nodded from what the alpha leader said and start to narrate what happened when he encountered the werewolf hunter. "Well, she's gorgeous and sexy. I meet her in the bar where humans just want to have fun. I didn't realize it was a trap because I don't sense anything from her nor if she was dangerous to be with." Kasper glared at him after what he said. "What?" Flint asked innocently.

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.

Anna Harris Hunter is a mafia! He isn't just in it, he runs one of the most infamous mafia organization. He told me about it so calmly like it was a piece article on environmental issues in a newspaper. I had spent the whole afternoon and most of the evening thinking about the shit that have been running around me. My Dad, my ex-boyfriend and Hunter, they're all a part of this swamp, a nightmarish thought for me.

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

Tyler said. “What do you mean by that?” Raven asked. “I think Samael can open the tunnel, and Tyler can’t do anything about it,” said Cael. Everything was quiet at what Cael said. They feel a mixture of fear and frustration. How can they beat someone like Samael? The hunters looked at their phones at the same time. When they read the message, they looked at each other. Suddenly, they looked at Axen. “Why?” Axen asked. “Why are you looking at me?”

I was too curious to remember that I was supposed to be unconscious. As soon as we made it to the ring, we saw the many, many fans all looking shocked, horrified, excited, and downright terrified. Soon I found out why as well. Haydon was standing over a dead Troll. His long-elongated claws and fangs were covered in thick blood. His eyes were bright red instead of hazel. He had this rabid look. I could hardly even recognise him. Honestly, he looked like one of those vampire-monsters that you would see in those horror movies...only Haydon looked even more attractive in this state... That was not the point though.