Trolls Band Together Viva Novels & Stories

“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.

Olivia I wiped a bead of sweat from my brow, slowly turning to survey the progress that had been made in the park. The banners we had hung were a bold purple color, signifying our support of the women who had been affected by the trafficking ring. I couldn’t help but smile a bit as I looked at our progress. With the press conference today, followed by a festival to help raise funds for the shelter we were building, the park was bustling with activity as our pack members worked hard to ensure its success.

At the same time, Willy gloated, "Come on, girls—each of you have a drink, and I'll teach you how to sing it. And then you can all join Sorano Media, on your way to become the most popular of Draconia. How about that?" His gleeful look left the Spades troubled, but Kat strode forward, staring sternly at the others and snapped, "Don't drink! Have you forgotten why we put together this band in the first place? We should just disband, and I definitely can't take this insult!" With those words, she slammed her bass on the floor. "Oh, so you're going to insult me? I'm Willy Sorano!" Willy glowered. The other guests around him were all shocked.

“There is very little time Tordor. We must work quickly.” They walked back to the horses and the soldiers as fast as they could and Benedict shouted orders that Tordor delegated. “Announce to the people that the city is in great danger. This volcano is no longer dormant and could erupt at any moment. If it does, it will destroy the city and anything in the lava’s path. People must evacuate immediately through the West wall. Riders were dispatched quickly and the remaining team descended the hill as quickly as possible to reach the West gate of Kyrshom. Once they arrived at the West gate their horses were changed for fresh ones. They waited until guards brought Talek. Talek was surprised to s

When we arrive at the gorge, I know that she is calling on all of her troops. “The giants of old, I call on you to fulfill your role, to protect our land and to defend the One True Queen. Rise and join me.” Lily’s powerful voice echoes through the gorge. Within moments, the ground is rumbling and shaking and the trolls begin standing. “We here, Queen.” A troll says. “Thank you, Shengis.” Lily says to him as they begin to climb out of the gorge. Lucero moves to the large tree, still being used as a bridge and gracefully leaps onto it. Lily turns, addressing our warriors.

Murmurs rippled through the group. "He's telling the truth," Kyle said quietly beside Natzy. She turned to him. "What?" "He's a genius," Kyle said, his gaze fixed on Naro. "He sees patterns most people don't." "A game?" Natzy repeated, skeptical. "VEDRAH is a trial ground," Kyle said. "We're judged here. Hunted by what we've done. The worst of what we are." Natzy's chest tightened. 'Hunted by my crimes.' The words echoed in her mind.

I raise the bottle of wine, toasting myself. Sundance sticks his head over the stall guard and noses for the wine again. I get up and get him a treat, which of course makes the others want treats too. I toss a treat in everyone’s food buckets and then give Sundance a hug goodnight. I lock up the barn and go back inside, feeling a bit lighter.

I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem If finding somebody real is your fuckin problem Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve iiiiiiiiit I didn’t recognise the lyrics, but there was a strange hypnotic rhythm to them. I love bad bitches, that's my fuckin problem And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem As she repeated the song, the trolls joined in. A few at first, then the whole lot of them, including Raviva. They weren’t complicated lyrics, just the same few lines over and over, but the crowd sang along like they were the most mean

he started singing it like it was a new trending song. ‘Something’s up with him. Anyways why care. He always have something up his sleeve’ I dropped my body on my bed screaming on my pillow. “Agh!” ONE YEAR AGO CONTINUES…. “If you make it home alive” he finished running the other way. So I did, we went our separate ways, but not before the two guys caught up with me. I wasn’t running, neither did I trust anyone. I just told myself if I die today then so be it, but I wasn’t gonna die running scared from no human being.

The group pressed on, exploiting the momentary advantage. Erica, her agility unmatched, darted around the troll, delivering swift and precise strikes to its vulnerable spots. Alana, a sorceress in her own right, summoned the elements, conjuring bolts of lightning that crackled through the air and struck the troll's hulking form. Ethan, with his keen eyes and steady aim, launched a barrage of arrows that found their mark, chipping away at the troll's strength. Every member of the group fought with unwavering determination, their collective will fueled by a shared desire to survive.