Trolls Move Your Feet Novels & Stories

Just when I was about to return to my room, I heard something. It did not come from Yvonne’s room, but the entrance. I walked over tentatively, and what I saw shocked me to my core. The entrance was a mess. The shoes were strewn all over the floor. The shoe array Yvonne had meticulously set up for a week had ended up in this state. Even more bizarre were marks I had never seen before on the floor. They were not footprints but strange tracks, like something had crawled over. The tracks went from the entrance and led to the door of my room.

Emilia said excitedly standing up adjusting her dress. "firstly, you have to act sexy, very sexy" she squinted. "Oh my God!" "Mhmm" She stood before Bella, her legs crossed and hands on her phone. "Then..." she paused "you have to act like all he says is funny" "Even when they aren't?" Bella asked and her sister nodded. "say something" "Urhm..." she Looked up "you look so beautiful tonight" "Oh, Stop it" Emilia laughed waving her off "that's how you do it"

I was caught off guard by what he said, my interest is not on his words by how nature fooled me, but something about, “Trolls?” I didn't mind him, although thoughts started to round up my mind, I ignored it and took a nap. The headquarters is about approximately six hours away and I could take a rest. However, in the middle of our journey, something unusual happens. “Holy shit. It's a troll,” he screamed. I was startled, took my gun, “Where?” I replied. I could say I've never seen a man so terrified, “It's chasing us, sir. Look,” he said. Although the freeway is dark, I had a precise glance at it. It is indeed terrifying. A giant, ugly monster with large nose and eyes, “Oh god, step on the g

His eyelashes were flickering, and tears crept out of the corners of his eyes. "I feel like I'm in a dream. Everything's just so wonderful. I'm so glad to have you by my side." He ran barefoot across the sand with his arms wide open. As the wind blew, he called out, "Jeanette!" He turned around to look at me. "I'm here."

It had pierced the troll's thick hide with ease, leaving behind a gaping wound that had seared its flesh to the bone. As I stood there, the four trolls emerged from the forest, their eyes fixed on the charred corpse of their fallen comrade. Their faces contorted in rage, and they let out a collective roar, their murderous glares fixed on me. "Hey, I didn't do this, okay?" I said, trying to reason with them, but they were beyond reason. They charged towards me, their massive strides eating up the distance. I didn't bother to engage with them, instead, I turned and walked back towards the village, leaving the trolls to their fury. This only enraged them further, and they gave chase, their eyes

I felt satisfied as I watched it bounce across the lumpy black surface of the ground. “Who’s laughing now, you little devil?” My smile disappeared when the little troll hopped up. It looked pissed. The crazy little thing turned its back to me. I thought it learned its lesson and decided to walk away, but it bent backwards. This is when things became creepy. It spun it’s headed all the way around. Its eyes had turned fully black. What the hell? Then moving like something possessed! it began spider running towards me. If I ever felt the need to get away, it would be right fucking now.

I hit her on her shoulder gesturing her to stop, the boy put his head down in embarrassment. “Enough!" I screeched as a strong mist of air escaped from her hand’s swirling around the staircase turning the pitch black room to shining lights of flames. “That’s better.” With joy that she helped get the light back. She went up to the troll putting her hand on his shoulder. “Don’t listen to them, they're just jealous.” “How would they be jealousy? Look at me fuit.” He said pointing down to cosmic feet my eyes widened mentally knowing that his feet were big.

The pack moved cautiously, alert but undeterred. After several hours of walking, the group suddenly came to a halt as a rustling sound echoed through the trees ahead. Without hesitation, they fell into defensive stances, the wolves baring their teeth and the humans drawing their weapons. Emerging from the darkness were several towering figures—trolls, their massive forms lumbering into the moonlight. Damien’s heart pounded, his body tensing as he prepared for an attack. The trolls were enormous, with thick, gray skin and long arms that swung by their sides, but instead of charging, they stopped at a distance and raised their hands in a peaceful gesture.

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.

With a cheeky smile Jayantha excused himself from the group of broad members and walked into his private lift. <><><><> A deafening crash shook the earth, causing the car at the underground garage to shake and tremble. Cassy's heartbeat doubled as she suddenly felt the troll's grip on her tighten, its gruff voice snarling in her ear. "Move the car now!, silly human you better do as I say before I make your life more miserable than it already is!, trust me you wouldn't want to face my wrath." Cassy could feel the fear and urgency in the troll's voice but that was not what made her pick her car keys that had previously dropped out of shock.