Trolls Valentines Novels & Stories

"That is certainly an interesting way to die. What do you think, Finn?" I mirrored her smile, staring down at the pathetic pair. "Since Dorothy suggested it, let her watch as her little lover meets his grisly end." Rob instinctively tried to flee. Savannah swiftly flicked her wrist and threw the dagger. The blade pierced through his arm before embedding in Dorothy's hand. The two of them shared a ridiculous pose, leaning against each other in agony. My parents and I couldn't help but laugh. Savannah sneered, "Today is my wedding day, a day of great joy. I don't want to waste my energy on trash like you. Now I graciously allow you two to attend the wedding of Finn and me."

I echoed them—breathless, wet between my legs already. “I vow… to be pinned, to be fucked raw, to take your seed and swell for you. I’m yours… to wreck and worship.” Valentino last. Gentler grip, but his eyes were molten. Blood dripped slow as he spoke. “I vow, little rabbit, to tease that sweet pussy until you’re crying for release. To slide into you slow while my brothers watch—then hard while they join. To bind our souls so tight your orgasms echo in my chest. Heaven between your thighs, hell if you ever try to leave. You’re our forever.”

they exclaimed, their eyes sparkling with joy. Valerie, equally delighted, listened as they huddled together, plotting the next move in their matchmaking mission. It was heartwarming to witness the innocence of their intentions and the earnest desire to see Ares find the love he deserved. Days turned into weeks, and Valerie continued to play the subtle architect of Ares's potential love story. She observed the chemistry between Ares and Tina, and with each passing interaction, the hope for a new beginning blossomed. Little did Ares know that his life, intertwined with the thoughtful orchestrations of Valerie and the innocent schemes of her children, was on the brink of a beautiful transforma

"Valerie… hmm!! It means 'strong, brave (valiant), and fierce.' I’m sure she will make it. Moreover, why worry when your mate is a healer? By the way, you should hire a nanny now with three babies in the home." "I’ve one." "Who?" "Ezra. He spends all his time with Fin and Valerie after school and training. I even pay him for that because he needs it for his family, and that boy doesn’t want free money. So, it’s a win-win situation for both of us." "I see, you’ve already appointed a guardian angel for Valerie." I joked, to which he growled. "Everyone in the pack is Valerie’s brother, and I won’t mind kicking your ass if you do anything stupid like that." He snarled.

“None of whom look like you, command attention like you, or scare Sera Cavanaugh into faking politeness. You’re already halfway through your final year, Kellan. Don’t you want to make sure our House doesn’t look like a bad punchline on the biggest school event before the Spring Trials?” She had a point. As much as I hated to admit it, I didn’t trust Tamsyn or Lottie to represent Hawthorne with anything more than flirtatious hair flips and forced mate jokes. Still, I hesitated. Valentine’s Day? The timing alone made my chest ache in places I didn’t want to touch. Ronan had been acting… different. Avoidant and wild-eyed one minute, intense and unrelenting the next. And after yesterday, after w

I accidentally found it in the forest this morning. I was planning to tell him the good news today. But now? It was time to break this five-year mate bond. …… After packing up my herbs for the day, I reached for my mate Marcus through our mindlink. "Honey, please come home early for Valentine's Day! I found something incredible!" His response came sharp and rushed: "Claire, we've got a crisis at the pack trading post. I have to deal with it!" "Where's Noah? You were supposed to pick him up from school!"

I was done writing the notes with the help of my friends, excluding Emmanuel, obviously. I had to be updated on the previous notes. We still didn't get along and I wasn't in any way bothered. I didn't give a fuck about his friendship, I preferred his twin. I also really need to start studying. Val's day was next year and last week the Ss2 classes had a "valentine's raffle". That was what it was called by the students. It was an opportunity for students to pick someone else's name from the basket that held each person's name written on a piece of folded paper.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

In my right hand, a very expensive bottle of champagne, his favourite as well, which, I chuckled to myself, left me a little broke. I walked down the hallway of Montague tech, and then pressed the elevator button that would take me to the floor of my boyfriend's office. Today was Valentine's Day and I was going to propose to my boyfriend of three years. I know he was the one that was traditionally meant to propose to me, but he was pretty indecisive, and we had soulmate energy. Why wait any longer when we could tie the knot now? And knowing him, he'd be appreciative that I actually put my foot first, he'd say yes. We were too good together. I could feel it in my bones.