A Goblin Novels & Stories

Stalls lined the walls, selling everything from enchanted weapons to bottled emotions to something that looked disturbingly like human teeth. And everywhere, watching from the shadows, were the goblins. They weren't the cute, mischievous creatures of children's stories. These were beings that had evolved in darkness, with too-large eyes and too-sharp teeth and fingers that seemed to have one too many joints. They moved through the crowd with the confidence of predators in their own territory. "Sterling." The voice came from a stall near the entrance, where a goblin in a surprisingly well-tailored suit was examining what appeared to be a collection of shrunken

Shocked by Gift’s sudden care, Goblin became flustered, “Um… Me?” Goblin had always been a misfit because he was too short to fit in well with the Dragon Flare boys. He always tiptoed around Gift hoping that one day he might be accepted into the group. Gift was the one who created that group in the first place, he was their leader and only he could decide who was in and who was out. Goblin was always placed on the side. He was mostly turned into their servant for years now. In fact, he was given the nickname Goblin as a joke and forced to use it. To see Gift be that warm to him was a bit awkward and he got flustered.

He was getting used to his human form. He flapped his wings. At least they still moved. "Prepare to die, gargoyle," the grotesque figure snarled. Her fetid breath washed over him, making him want to gag, but he wouldn't show weakness. He had a warrior's heart and if it stopped beating today at least it would stop in battle. He swiped at her, but she leaned out of the way. He hadn't ever encountered a goblin that had magical powers like this. Had they developed since he'd been in stone?

Alec bends to study it but still keeps his distance. The tiny creature is gray green, with a face far too wide for its body. Its eyes are black as coal, and its hands and feet are large and round like a baby's, with long, delicate fingers and toes. It doesn't stand more than a foot tall. "It might be a creature native to this pocket dimension," Alec says, eyeing the goblin warily. The creature starts to move towards us, and I take a step back. "Should we ... should we try to communicate with it?"

“Excuse me…hello? Can someone explain why there’s a green short ogre in the room?” The goblin stopped and looked at Celeste. “Ogre?” He practically yelled. “Who're you calling short?” I sat up straight with a faint smile. “He’s a goblin. And my loyal servant.” Celeste gazed wide-eyed between the two of us. “A what?” “Goblin,” I completed. “They exist?” she asked, shocked. “Since forever,” the goblin answered. Her fingers dug into the blankets. “And you’re just…fine with this?”

: Nio answered. "You don't know much about this part of Malfer, do you? The humans here, they do not take kindly to their property running away. It's not about the people you killed, it's about me. They'll chase us until they catch me. And then they'll make a public example of me so that no other slave thinks of running away.": the goblin continued. "Then let them, what's a dozen more...": Nio said, slightly amused. The little goblin chuckled nervously and replied: "A dozen? Try hundreds. And they will come after us. From every village in the area. And they have sorcerers too. We don't have much time. We need to go, now!"

He quickly lost account at the number of eyes now behind him, and on top of that, the noise of the cackling had increased enough to hurt even his ears! Then the creature slowly walked forwards, its green skin showing itself as a goblin. The ugly creature was holding what looked like some kind of jagged and rusted weapon. The goblins slowly all started walking forwards, as if they were waiting for some kind of command or signal allowing them to charge forwards.

“Sera, look at this.” “This is bad. We should contact the commander.” She noticed that one of the goblins had a slightly bluish skin and a small horn on their head. It was a stronger species, an evolved goblin called a hobgoblin. Newbies can handle a single hoblin but a horde would be fatal. Team Alpha recovered enough to move. Sera and Sven were about to inform them to retreat when the earth rumbled violently.

The first time I saw them, it scared the crap out of me! We also encountered a nuno that lives in an anthill. Nunos are goblins that easily get angry with someone that damaged his mound. They look like a small old man with a long beard. They have the power to curse trespassers. Heck! I don’t want to be cursed by them!

They have no choice but to fight. “They’re too many. What are we going to do now?” Cybelle mumbled while summoning her double sword. “Angelo, stay by my side.” Angelo hummed while trembling because he never seen that kind of creature in his entire life. Goblin is an evil creature. Their appearance is almost small like dwarfs, and outright malicious, with hairy skin in green color, having sharp and long ears, big mouth and crooked sharp teeth—in short, ugly. They like to steal weapons, especially gold and jewelry, and any things that can be useful. Also, goblins like to kidnap girls as their plaything, torturing them until they die. They are more cunning than humans, but they are also a cowar