Children's Stories

In a misty forest, three grumpy trolls guard an ancient bridge, never expecting that a small, adventurous rabbit would soon change their lives forever.

Deep within a misty forest, nestled beneath an old stone bridge, lived three trolls—Grizzle, Thorne, and Munch. They had been there for as long as anyone could remember, and no one dared cross their bridge unless they had a death wish. These trolls were notorious for being grumpy, cranky, and downright mean.

Grizzle was the largest and fiercest of them all. His thick, gray skin was scarred from years of battling anyone foolish enough to challenge him. He had a deep, rumbling voice that could scare the bravest of adventurers into running for their lives. Grizzle’s main hobby was complaining about the weather, but no one could remember him ever enjoying a sunny day. His mood always matched the stormy clouds overhead.

Thorne, the middle troll,…

When Billie and her dog, Rusty, stumble upon a mysterious snowflake, they discover a winter wonderland filled with magic and surprises—but they must hurry to enjoy it before it melts away.

One crisp winter morning, Billie bundled up in her favorite red scarf, her boots crunching in the freshly fallen snow. Rusty, her fluffy golden retriever, bounded ahead, his nose buried in the snowdrifts, searching for hidden treasures.

"Slow down, Rusty!" Billie laughed, but her giggles were cut short when she saw Rusty pawing at something shiny. She hurried over.

It was a snowflake. But not just any snowflake—this one sparkled with all the colors of the rainbow and glowed softly, even in the daylight. Billie cupped it in her mittened hands.

"What is it, Rusty?" she whispered, as if the snowflake could hear her.

On a quiet Christmas Eve, a curious little mouse named Martin waits by his window, hoping for a moment of holiday magic.

In a cozy little hole near the window, tucked into the corner of a quiet house, lived a tiny mouse named Martin. His bed was made of soft cotton and lined with scraps of colorful fabric, and it sat perfectly by the window where he could watch the world outside. From his perch, Martin could see the glittering Christmas tree, the stockings hanging by the fireplace, and the snow gently falling outside.

It was Christmas Eve, and Martin was wide awake. While everyone else in the house was sound asleep, Martin had a very special plan: he wanted to see Santa Claus.

“All year long, I’ve heard stories of Santa,” Martin whispered, snuggling under his patchwork quilt. “Tonight, I’ll finally see if they’re true.”

The room was quiet…

Tucked away in the walls, she had everything she needed—a warm little nest, the hum of the house to keep her company, and the delicious smells of food wafting through the air each evening.

In a cozy kitchen, behind the walls and under the floorboards, lived a little mouse named Milly. Milly was clever and quick, always staying hidden from the humans who lived in the house. She had a tiny, secret home in the wall, where she felt safe and cozy. But Milly had one very important rule: never get caught.

You see, Milly loved living in the kitchen, but if the humans ever saw her, she would have to leave. The big, grumpy cat would surely chase her away, and the humans might get rid of her altogether. So Milly made sure to stay out of sight—especially when the kitchen was full of delicious food.

Milly didn’t want…