Veneer From Trolls 3 Novels & Stories

he breathed out. Against my stomach, I could feel his arousal. He was growing hard and harder every passing second. “Not now.” I let my hand brush the front of his trousers and he was choked on his own breath. “You’ll get so much more, baby.” I took the tie around my neck and breathed out, “Close your eyes.” “What?” I let the tip of my tongue slide out and moisten my bottom lip. “Don’t make me say it again, Soren Wilkins.”

Lathering my hair with Scents of rose and lavender, I hummed as the warm water hit my skin. Massaging my body once more, I winced as I pressed at the bruised parts of me. Rinsing all of the soap from my hair and body, I then rung out any extra water from my waves before stepping out. Grabbing a towel from one of the bamboo racks, I gently patted myself dry, making sure not to irritate my sensitive skin. Loosely wrapping the towel around my body, I walked over to the vanity and picked up a tube of aloe vera Alex had set out and rubbed it over my wrists as well as any. other open cuts, soothing them almost immediately.

The veiled Charlotte fends off a troll that lunges at the mysterious hero by unwrapping her weapons. A metal clash echoes across collapsing stone walls as Mr. Trumpet looks back to see the troll who took the dagger from his corpse's dead body swiped the blade, causing a metal clash to reverberate across the crumbling stone walls. He is hurled to the side, the dwarf's skull smacking into a concrete pillar as though light as a feather. When Grumpy jumps into action, the troll jumps in as well, attempting to defend the small ones.

“It’s the same in there with the third victim. There is no way we can make it look like an animal attack” Marta puts her hand on a stone. The granite starts to twist and this time the troll comes all out of it home, walking up to her. His face with the rough exterior and the huge round nose looks soft and the round eyes with the colour of moss is warm, despite the cold hard element he represents. “Be greeted. Thank you for your help tonight brother. I come to ask for your help once more”. “Be greeted vǫlva Marta”. The troll says with it’s deep rumbling voice. “We will see to it that this place is cleansed”.

In a snap, multi-layered enchantments appeared below the offensive and defensive team boosting their firepower and defenses ten-fold. "Everyone, charge!" A small portion of the island quickly became a war ground, with hundred thousand troll-like monsters plaguing the area. "Hold your ground everyone!" Valhalla announced as she rode the Azure Dragon of the East. The dragon flew high and blasted the trolls with a distinctive blueish-white flame. Mr. Mulligan, on the other hand, tried his best to assist the porters in fighting two trolls using a Mace. "Keep your weapons up, and distance yourself from those massive blows."

Elara POV Vexx had outdone himself this time. As soon as we were within sight of the warehouse, we were descended upon by trolls, or ogres maybe? Whatever, all I knew is they were huge, smelly, and a product of wicked magic. It took three of us to take down one of these monstrous things. Luckily, we’d only sent one of our magic workers inside with the rescue team—or bait team, depending on how you looked at it. Claire, Grey, and I felled one of these club swinging trolls together by hitting him hard with spells on all sides. No sooner did we finish with him, then another one climbed from a crevice in the earth and roared, brandishing its studded weapon at us.

All of the Hunters held their breath as they saw three more trolls emerge from the depths of the cave, bearing their fangs and growling. “What the heck…” Paul spoke with a hint of fear in his voice. GROAH!! “Hyah!” Kim yelled while rushing at the trolls. “Wait, Kim!” Paul shouted, trying to stop him. “Tch!” Paul ran after him. Herman also followed them. “Wait, all of you-!” Yuki couldn’t complete her sentence. “We have to help them! Yuki, fire your arrows! [Strengthen]! [Light Feet]!” Mel started casting spells to buff her teammates.

Hours bled into a blur. The cabin was filled with Evelyn’s guttural snarls, her pained gasps, the scrape of her nails against wood. Sweat poured down her temples, soaking her hair. Her body thrashed until Kael’s arms were the only thing keeping her grounded. Every time Jonah or Rowan moved too close, Kael’s growl deepened, a feral warning that none of them dared test.

Director Bollen stared at me for a long moment. Then, with a sudden crack, his palm slammed against the table. The sound was so loud it jolted everyone in the room. "Play it! Play Finn's bodycam footage from beginning to end. Not a single second is to be skipped!" Within moments, the footage captured by the camera on my chest was projected onto the large screen. The chaotic noise at the scene—the shouting, the hiss of leaking gas—filled the conference room with chilling clarity.

I reach out to pet it, to maybe show it that I am friendly. Its teeth pops through every layer of skin on my arm as he chomps his jaw around it. A high-pitched scream litters the forest, causing the crickets to silent. The beast thrashed my arm, throwing me to the dirt. Stinging pain filters through my arm. He had to hit my bone. Before I have time to process, the beast was thrown off me I heard a thud and then a faint whimper as the rustling behind me got even closer. Did Kate find me?