Veneer From Trolls 3 Novels & Stories

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide

Chapter 16— Dark Zander Seated comfortably in the Hawthorne family estate main garden Delia had shown her, a few days later, in a deep blue colored boyfriend Jean and a tank top that had come with a tag, a very expensive tag among the expensive tagged clothes she had gotten.

Under normal conditions, Phillip would be dumbfounded at how ugly the creature was, but now he couldn't, it would take his sister if he didn't hurry. Phillip jumped over the large logs that were scattered on the floor as a result of the impact of the hard object. The Trolls tried to stop him by throwing rotten, smoky plums. The young man dodged the first and second attacks which succeeded in making the surrounding Elves troops cough, but during the third strike, one of the rotten plums of the talc hit his face. The smoke from the fruit makes his eyes sting and hard to breathe.

Claire jumped in. Claire was already in her mask. She walked over and opened the box in front of me. Inside was a black, filigree, venetian style with rhinestone embellishment mask. It suited my dress and shoes perfectly. Clare held it out to me. I took it and held it up to my face, I wrapped the side around and passed Claire the black silk ribbon. She tied it just under my loose bun to hide the knot and let ribbon flow into my hair. “Perfect,” she exclaimed.

The moment he saw us, he just parted a mischievous smile, and I knew something was going up between the annoying Alpha and his crazy Beta. "The Alpha gave you both a free entry ticket." "I'll skip that." I replied immediately. "Well, that's automated. A person doesn't buy more than one time." Paul explained. My eyes fell on Jayden's back. He was placing his helmet over his head when he turned, locked his emerald green eyes on me through the visor, and winked. "Are you taking it or skipping?" Paul snapped my attention back. "We'll take it." Greg replied, snatched the ticket, and we left Paul.

When she tried the second time, I moved to the left and bit down on her other leg until I heard another crack echo through the serenity of the woods. The sound of my name had my ears peaking up, turning to the side to find Torey rushing towards me, five wolves emerging behind from the trees with him. I watched as he began stalking towards us, a dangerous look looming in his eyes. He looked enraged and pissed. The thought of contacting him through our mind link never occurred to me since my wolf and I didn't see Olie as a threat, and my wolf didn't want Torey to take away her prey.

"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

’ Rex asked as they stopped at a group of short bushy leafed trees at the base of the hill, the blackguards not 200 paces in front of them, somehow they had not been spotted yet, even as the large group of trolls were now searching for them, roared and grunted loudly. “Get back into line ya disgusting f**ks!!” someone yelled from behind them, followed by the crack of a whip. Looking back, an obscenely chubby man with a leather harness and stained white trousers was cracking a whip trying to restore order with the trolls, who roared in response to the pain, but did not stop them from searching, “If ya disgusting things want food, go THAT way and eat them ya useless f**ks, now move!!” ‘Yes, tr

“Fuck” I heard a low grumble and the whole earth shook underneath me, the leaves from the trees fell to the floor from the trembling. I sighed and looked up and saw the ugliest creature stalking before me, long grey hair, green gross skin, horns for ears, and a pointy nose. He smiled and I saw what looked like leeches between his teeth. He screamed at me ‘arrrrrrrrr’ and the stench mixed with the slime coming from his mouth covered my face and turned my stomach. From what I heard about trolls they turn to stone once the sunlight hits them so I have to hold him off for about five more minutes. I started running towards him as fast as I can jumping off my feet and punching him with all my stre

The smell of sulphur and death overpowered any wonderful scent my mates made. The cracked and volcano rocks that made up the tunnels to the Below were floored with dirt, bones and stripped clothing. Theo kicked the skull of a troll, half its face crushed and one of its tusks was buried in the dirt. "That's comforting." He huffed as we continued. I suppressed a giggle, but my attention was focused above us, keeping an eye on the large cracks and holes for movement.