Trolls Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It takes me a full two minutes before I understand what I’m seeing. As I watch, trolls begin pulling themselves from the walls of the cliffs. They stand, stretching is if they have been in the same position for too long. Rocks and boulders fall off their bodies, tumbling into the water beneath them. When they are done, there are ten trolls standing in the ravine and the gap has extended making it more of a gorge than a ravine. Shengis is hugging a troll that looks like a female. Another one coming up to him, embracing him. Haijen is also hugging what I think is a female troll.

He tore through the trolls with ferocious speed, each strike a blur of motion that left shattered bodies in its wake. Hundreds of trolls fell before him in seconds, their numbers unable to match his fury and speed. Claud and Lupa fought on with renewed vigor, their efforts bolstered by Lycidas’ frenzied assault. The trolls, seeing their ranks decimated and their advantage slipping away, began to retreat. Panic spread through their ranks, and soon they were fleeing back into the forest, their cries of defeat echoing through the trees. Claud, Lupa, and Lycidas gathered around Elena, who was pale and trembling with pain. Lycidas knelt beside her, his face a mask of worry and determination.

Having faced Trolls and Goblins before, the Fairies and Elves knew how to defeat them. While the trolls were 10 feet tall, they were not very intelligent. Small and tricky, goblins posed a greater threat than trolls because they were unstable and chaotic. Using magical means, the Elves make the Goblins explode, leaving behind a yellow slimy goo residue. Fairies sprayed buckets of fairy dust on the Trolls, and they fell face forward, knocking down trees and destroying anything around them. "Timber!" the fairies yelled with delight

They had been so supportive and truly a gift to me, they made me go through countless therapy and wasted real resources to help me get better. "You know you will break mum's heart if you tell her this," Lucas replied to me. I already knew that she had treated me like her birth daughter and wanted the best for me, she was also my mum's friend and wanted me to fulfill all the fantasies my dead mum had for me.

“You dragged *me* into your filth. My reputation is built on control. Precision. Not fucking my stepsister like some depraved cliché.” Elena’s back hit the desk. She gripped the edge, refusing to cower. “Then deny it. Call me a liar tomorrow morning. Tell everyone I made it up because I’m obsessed with you or whatever story you want. I’ll play along.” He braced one hand on the desk beside her hip, leaning in. Their faces were inches apart. She could see the flecks of silver in his gray eyes, the faint scar above his left eyebrow from the time they had fought so viciously over nothing that he’d tripped on the stairs.

She said smirking "In your dreams" I said as I try tying the ropes on my hand "You don't have to be stubborn Diana this won't end well if you continue like this" she said and I was able to untie the ropes "Dumb enough not to tie the ropes well" I said in my head. I looked around to see if I could find anything and I saw her baseball stick by my right "All I need now is a distraction" I says in my head so I spitted on her face and she gave me a slap on my face which made tears rolled down from my eyes

The troll staggered toward Damas and collapsed at his feet, its life gone. His aspirations were reawakened by a loud applause. His amazement when it re-awakened was that it behaved similarly to zombies brought back to life by a mystical ritual. Someone has cast a spell on the unfortunate troll. His gaze was drawn upward by one of the troll's arms, which was seen to drag the lion off its back onto the dirt. They dropped to the ground, talons and fangs gnashing insatiably at the ground. However, it did not represent a comparable contest. The troll had grown significantly in size and weight. Suddenly, the crowd's volume increased by a factor of two, and the arena fell silent.

"These are the trolls. They love singing and eating. Their life revolves in partying and sleeping. Also, they are known for being fond of anything sparkling, and so they used to hoard large amounts of gold and silver. Laying one's hands on these treasures is one of the chief rewards for getting the better of them." Professor Morgan started his lesson with a brief introduction about the background of Trolls. According to him, the reason why these trolls were kept in an underground chamber is for their own safety. Trolls have one fatal weakness, and that is the sun. Apparently, when a troll was exposed to sunlight it will immediately be turned into a stone. Being a lover of music and arts in n

“Toight like a toiga.” I had no idea what that meant, and I wasn’t going to ask. We returned to the trolls, me wearing my new dead man hand me downs, Flossie wearing a frown. I don’t think she was sad, she was just thinking. Can be painful if you haven’t done it before. The trolls were in small groups having deep discussions. Strategies, tactics, bets — all the usual pre-game hype. I walked up to Raviva and Keezy who seemed much more comfortable around each other now they had their disagreement reduced to a game.

They were not that big but they were rolling down like they were being thrown at them. They stopped and looked at these rocks. They rolled down until they got to them, one ran over Ambrosia’s foot making him hiss in pain. When they stopped suddenly, they popped heads and feet appeared. They were Trolls. “Apologies if we scared you, my king.” One of them said. “They were really not lying when they said you guys look ugly,” Ambrosia said making Luka laugh, and the Trolls glare at him. He was still angry about being run over by one of them.