Trolls Xmas Novels & Stories

Molly caught the door before it smashed into her friend. Hannah grinned at him. “Thanks. Bring it around to the back.” Molly held the doors as Hannah and Nicholas carried the heavy boxes out to the alley behind the shop. A large float sat waiting for them. Sitting in the center of the float, surrounded by fake snow and oversized brightly-wrapped boxes was a Christmas tree. Except it wasn't a real tree. It was two ten-foot tall plywood cutouts of Christmas trees slid into one another to form a four pointed tree. The strange part was that it was filled from top to bottom with small drilled holes.

“We’re going to do something fun.” “Like what?” Autumn asks, looking up at me. She still looks worn down, but there’s a ghost of a smile on her lips. That’s a start. “Christmas movie marathon. We’ll watch some of the classics and some of those awful ones where the girl gives up the job of her dreams to move in with a guy who sells Christmas trees for a living or something.” Autumn’s smile grows. “They’re kind of romantic, in a way.” “What would be romantic is if the Christmas tree seller guy moved to the big city with the girl and got a real job,” Benedict says. “Let him make a sacrifice for once.”

I winked at her. “Okay,” Tessa hopped up from the couch and grabbed the box, handing it up to me with a smile. "You're going all out for Dad's homecoming, Liv," she said, eyeing the array of decorations I'd already set up. “I want it to be special, grandpa is a strong man he beat cancer in four months,” I grinned, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. I carefully unwrapped a shiny "Welcome Home" banner from the box.

His pack, the feared Ironfang Clan, was …partying. A massive bonfire roared in the center of the clearing. The wolves in human form were passing over bottles of cheap whiskey and roasted meat on sticks. Someone had dragged out a battered speaker, and crude rock music blared into the night. A few females danced provocatively around the flames, laughing and grinding against the men close to them. The scent of sweat, blood, and triumph hung thick in the air. They were celebrating. After getting their asses kicked by the Oak Claws. Viktor’s blood boiled.

I saw a wolf who had just cleared the board. Jeffrey had left the previous evening after a friend called to say he was in town. That left just the three of us. Again. Me. Chloe. And the man who had spent the last forty-eight hours systematically stripping away every layer of my resistance. *** "Come on, Maya! Stop looking so gloomy. It's Christmas Eve!" Chloe's voice snapped me out of my trance. She was sitting cross-legged on the plush white rug in front of the massive stone fireplace, holding a glass of champagne.

Doris said with a nod before taking another bite of her sandwich. Brady had been smart to put her mom in charge of the Christmas events. If anyone could get it done, it was Doris Snow. “You know,” Doris said, setting her burger down on the wrapper. “You could use a little Christmas spirit around here, Noelle. I didn’t see any Christmas decorations outside. Don’t you have a speaker system you can use to pipe in some Christmas music?” Noelle raised an eyebrow. She hadn’t even thought about doing either of those things, which was a real shame. “Yeah, I think we could fix both of those problems pretty easily.”

"Heard of it? Yeah, my little cousin refused to eat Christmas dinner last year because he was playing the game. It was quite the topic of discussion for my family. He uses his allowance every month to pay for the subscription cost. My aunt was not happy when my dad gifted him a free year." "I can't think of a better Christmas gift." Trey's lazy smile is back. "Anyway, we sold Dragons Reborn last year and moved on to smaller projects. This vacation is my reward for getting the company finalized and running smoothly. It's been hard on all of us." His head falls back to rest on the leather couch as he looks to the darkened sky.

” tomorrow I shall practice this spell’ she muttered lowly as she dozed off to sleep land a smile on her face even though just for tonight. In the realm of the trolls Chaos stood afoot as Lena and her coven marched on ahead capturing and Killing trolls alike “Get them so not allow any escape” Lena gave orders as more trolls where being put into the cages and set upon by beast…” I shall slaughter you Imogen if even one is not found and caged gather up the rest quickly she roared

” tomorrow I shall practice this spell’ she muttered lowly as she dozed off to sleep land a smile on her face even though just for tonight. In the realm of the trolls Chaos stood afoot as Lena and her coven marched on ahead capturing and Killing trolls alike “Get them so not allow any escape” Lena gave orders as more trolls where being put into the cages and set upon by beast…” I shall slaughter you Imogen if even one is not found and caged gather up the rest quickly she roared

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”