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Instead, she had simply sent him a screenshot of the bar's surveillance footage from five days ago. Janice dropped by the Anderson residence right after Luke got a good look at the screenshot. She gave him the same speech that she always did—her latest business endeavor had failed, and she needed more money for her next attempt. Luke finally saw Janice's true character behind her mask as he stared at the screenshot. His hands were shaking when he slapped her and yelled, "Janice, you beast! You chased away the person who loved me the most!" … Theresa's Point-of-View

Stella smirked maliciously, envisioning her imminent triumph. However, reality did not unfold as Stella had expected. The next morning, before these new stories could gain traction, the accounts of the trolls hired by Stella were promptly blocked.

Caitlin asked, glaring at her younger sister. At least Mia is better than that thing. Tiana rasped angrily. If you don't stop pestering Olive, I think you'll end up falling in a deep mess. Caitlin said again. But what about Mia? Tiana asked. Stop talking about her here! Caitlin yellled and banged her hand on the table. Can't you use your head. That bitch betrayed him... She f**king betrayed him!! T. B. C y

The troll grinned wider, its rusty ax held high. Phillip glared in horror. As fast as lightning deflected the ax with the back of his arm, even though it numbed his arm almost breaking it, at least the organ was still there. One hard kick from Phillip sent the Troll crashing into a puddle of mud. In the next instant, the Troll's body was sucked swiftly into the mud before it even had a chance to scream. The puddle turned into a tall mound of mud that ran like a snail. Phillip quickly backed away as the creature approached, but it turned out to be only helping him to his feet. Phillip frowned in amazement as the mud creature waved his hand in a friendly manner. Typical Northern Falsies.

There’s nothing to gain by arguing with a troll. “Do you think you could take us to Raviva before things start collapsing and exploding? It’s all falling apart, in case you hadn’t noticed.” I didn’t bother explaining why it was all falling apart, or who had set it off. “Oh, it’s just a bit of lava,” said the troll, finally collecting himself. “Nothing to worry about.”

dying. Pilot: DIANA! Override code 99, Suddenly the computer starts talking with a very feminine voice... DIANA: starting transfer of authority... please state your name and intention... The pilot grabs the man's right hand. Pilot: Rerillion Gapes, Transfer of full authority and ownership via handshake. DIANA: Recipient, I will need your name... Rerillion: Name! Hurry! Man: Trevor Zupang DIANA: Override accepted! Rerillion: Trevor! Tell DIANA Command 55 energize!

Their journey was uninteresting. Robah prayed that the rest of the wetland ferals had more important things to do than track down a single old troll and his family, who would possibly be dead in the wild anyway. He knew Alpha George well enough to know that the fiend would not exhaust his energy and breathe down someone's neck in the midst of such minuscule problems. What was one less feeble troll to worry about? The nonexistent ferals sent after them were in a different circumstance. They would be forgotten someday. On a rover voyage up North, the two vampires were sleeping on the boat's deck after giving another set of bread and cheese to Diana, who appeared to always feel hungry.

Maddox nods, he follows me to the main office. When we reach Mr. Trolls' office, you can see his face is burning red. "Sit" he demands. I amusingly stare at him. Not only was he burning red, but I think he doubled. You can barely see his neck now. Mr. Troll sits on his desk chair. "Now, please enlighten me Mr.Peredon, why are you throwing trees on campus grounds?" Maddox points at me, "She started it." "What? Don't listen to this buffoon! He started this mess Mr.Troll!" Fuck! I just called him a troll. "I didn't say troll. I said, "he's a troll," I pointed at Maddox.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

“So, uh... green?” “Green it is,” said Malachi, nudging Tripp out of the way, so he was in front of Willow. “I can’t fuck you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fun.” “Oh, yeah?” Willow said sarcastically, trying to play up the “brat vibe” they seemed to think she had. “Tripp likes brats and ropes, Atticus is the caring Daddy figure, and Hart wants to chase things. What’s your deal?”