Trolls 3 Novels & Stories

Yolanda teased, purring as she held Jarnja’s hand, then pressed it to her purple lips. Jarnja startled, looking at me in confusion. “Yola? You, are you sick?” the Troll Queen asked, taken aback. Giggling, Yola swished her armor, grabbed me by the hand And we flew in her arms, Gullinkambi taking off after us To Jord’s sicksleep isle As Jarnja Let us go – a secretive smile on her ruby and white mouth. She licked a lion fang. Things were getting Interesting!

Neither is the guard standing at the boutique’s entrance. “Leave me alone.” I swiftly backed up, bumping into a rack of clothes as I did so. “Or what?” The third guy stepped closer, laughing darkly. “You’re going to—” A massive shadow fell over them. No, not really a shadow. He spoke all the while holding the third man in place, ignoring his pleas for release. “Or I'll break every finger you used to point at her, bastard.” It was Roland before me. Roland, the cursed troll released by my brother from the Enchanted Forest.

He then shifted then come to join us. “What is it, make it quick, Ianna and I can’t be gone for long not after what happened last night.” The witch looked like she wanted to ask but she stopped herself. “Our allies are on board, but I come with even more disturbing news.” Aegen and I both shared a look but then looked back at her in silence waiting for her to continue. “The Trolls are planning to attack the kingdom; I don’t have more details, but it will be happening soon.”

… Third-Person POV The next morning, the local news reported, "Last night, a speeding car caused a traffic accident and burst into flames. According to the latest updates, the remains of a young woman were discovered in the vehicle." In Rosa's hospital room, Luca handed her the last slice of orange and stood up. "I'll go check on that troublesome one." Rafael let out a scoff. "Why bother checking on her? Let her reflect on her own." Enzo had already headed toward the door. He still couldn't feel at ease. Valentina had just woken up, and she was still injured. The three of them walked down the corridor and pushed open the door to Valentina's hospital room.

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

Serena prepared a bathtub full of hot water for me and told me to soak. I lay in the tub, quietly thinking over everything that had happened these past few days. Just then, several lines of floating comments appeared in front of me like a live chat feed. [Handsome, you’d better pace yourself. Your three goddesses seem to have discovered each other.] [Be careful. Don’t let them fully confirm it, or you’re going to get squeezed dry.] [They’re all major bosses. You know there’s no good ending if you offend them.] I stared at the floating comments, completely dumbfounded.

The Hunter chuckled and took a breath of relief. “Whew, yeah! We did it!” Kim jumped in joy upon their success. “Nice work everyone. That was a good trap Mel.” Paul praised her while showing a thumbs up. “Thank you.” “Alright, we can head back now. Let’s-” SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! Suddenly more and more twigs snapped, followed by footsteps echoing in the cave. Roars and screams came from the opposite direction. 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.

Under normal conditions, Phillip would be dumbfounded at how ugly the creature was, but now he couldn't, it would take his sister if he didn't hurry. Phillip jumped over the large logs that were scattered on the floor as a result of the impact of the hard object. The Trolls tried to stop him by throwing rotten, smoky plums. The young man dodged the first and second attacks which succeeded in making the surrounding Elves troops cough, but during the third strike, one of the rotten plums of the talc hit his face. The smoke from the fruit makes his eyes sting and hard to breathe.

says Graydon with a smile. "Oh no," I say as I start to see where he's going with this. Trolls are walking, talking, twelve feet tall stink bombs. Most of the time they are just smelly. But when they feel threatened or angry or upset or annoyed or even just a little bored, they can let off a stink that will knock everyting within 100 metres flat. "Yes exactly," says Graydon. "Not quite a smoke bomb. Troll bomb." The others suck in their breath. "That's harsh," says the blue-haired guy but he's nodding approvingly.

Seeing Oliver, Jimmy immediately shrank back and apologized, "Mr. Gardner, what a coincidence! I had no idea you and your fiancée were here. Please forgive us. It's a total misunderstanding!" He pushed down on Faye's head and scolded her, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Gardner!" Faye's eyes were filled with disbelief. Her expression seemed to say, "How is it that even the man Averie randomly found is better than mine?" "Averie, I want you dead!" Faye suddenly lunged to attack me, catching Oliver off guard. When I heard the sound of a craft knife cutting through the skin, I felt no pain. I looked up to see Connor standing in front of me. He gave a slight smil