By Trevor H. Cooley
He used to be born a king. part troll and part guy, he crawled from the womb of a god and located himself chief of a deformed yet robust race. As he struggles to guide his humans Mellinda slithers into their midst. She wields the earrings of Stardeon and she or he has her personal plans for his people.
A prophet has been taken. A demon military joins the enemies of the grove. Will Justan’s may perhaps and Tarah Woodblade’s powers be adequate to assist Jhonate’s humans safeguard the Jharro Grove? it might all depend upon the alternatives made by means of The Troll King.
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