Bride Of The Goblin Novels & Stories

My pride felt like it had been struck by a truck. Goodness. How did I even end up in this situation? I waited until the goblin calmed down. His crying went on for a few minutes and I couldn’t help thinking how ironic it was. Despite his nature as a goblin where they are hailed as a scary creature, he seems too vulnerable and weak. But between us, I really should be the one who’ll be crying here. I cleared my throat when his sobs stopped, “So…you mean to say I am your fated wife, so I am here locked because tomorrow is our wedding?”

The grinding metal sound scraped against my nerves. My eyes widened. "My lady, I'm your husband… Shouldn't we be spending our wedding night together?" A snort of laughter came from the players' table. A muscular man named James Gibson shook his head and said, "Never seen someone this stupid. You walked right into it. The ghost bride needs a human sacrifice, sure. However, she also needs a husband. And any player who becomes her husband gets chopped into pieces. She hates men the most." I had just escaped one death trap and walked straight into another!

Ancanta's wide eyes were full of innocence and compassion as she glanced at the old woman. "It is stated that if goblins can eat a hundred hearts donated by individuals who have been helped by goblins, then goblins will be released." When she observed the terror, Ancanta's expression was filled with fear. The elderly woman's eyes narrowed "In fact, there is another elf legend, if later the goblin's bride can..."

Break the circle. “Yes, Master.” Arah blinked at the response. But there was no time to make sense of how her connection to the goblin had happened in the first place. She watched as Ghulik followed her command, his movements a blur in the fog, only visible through the erratic flickers marking his path. His flickering figure lunged at the brides, only to be met with a tiny squeal as he was thrown back, repelled by an unseen barrier.

He was badly disproportioned. "A wand! Tania!" The goblin garbled the words. There was a large tear about to fall from the rolling eyes. Vino touched the head of the goblin. "His wife and children are taken hostage by Tania," Vino muttered angrily. "We must save his wife and children," Brie cried. She wiped her eyes surreptitiously. "Yes, Grandma. This goblin is in a tight situation." Ivana examined his wounds. They were invisible to the naked eye.

the voice called out to Vincent. Vincent clenched his jaw. “Close it,” he instructed Camela, gesturing towards the coffin. But the figure quickly reached out, gripping the edge of the coffin. “It's too late for that.” The Bride stepped forward from the shadows, her veil fluttering as if moved by a non-existent breeze. “She awakens when the bargain changes,” the Bride said gently. “And the bargain has changed.” Camela’s voice trembled. “What bargain?” The figure in the coffin turned its gaze back to her. “You don’t know?” It let out a rough, shaky laugh. “Oh… how perfect.”

This was the bounding and illusion eroding to reveal the true form of the bride, shocking everyone in the room, making the two men stop fighting and observing the change happen. The bride continued squealing as the form began to change, and soon, she revealed herself to be a large Sow in the wedding clothing. Breathing heavily as the change was very taxing, she looked upon the humans before her and wondered what she did to deserve such treatment. This surprised everyone in the room; the bride was a female pig, and suddenly, there was a voice in the room. “This is a small punishment for trying to take my wife from me. Did you really think I would allow you to take what is rightfully mine?” Th

I didn't participate in playing the game, I only watched as they all played the game which sounded ridiculous even to me and I don't know how they were unable to see through it. The contract we gave her to sign that night was not an actual contract, but we switched the signed page into that of the actual one. We had made her believe she was getting married to Brent, until the day of the wedding, where I switched places with him. Brent was a goblin, so he was a small man as that was the nature of goblins. We couldn't let anyone find out that she was supposed to be married to me, and we most definitely couldn't let anyone know the reasons, because that would only endanger her.

She frowned slightly and told me she threatened to kill and eat her little sister Amora. "How horrible, I don't blame you then. I've seen firsthand what she did to the brownies. It was atrocious," I said to her in sympathy and she thanked me. "I can take your children to safety if you want. I can ask the goblins to care for them until you're rescued by your mate. You can ask your wolf whether or not it's an option. I am married to the Goblin prince, Piras. He's a very nice Goblin," she said kindly. I looked at her to see if she was serious. I couldn't believe that a Goblin was nice but to each their own and continued feeding my baby that looked up at me with bright blue eyes.

“Later, my grandfather came and knelt in front of my brother to threaten him with his life. Only then did my brother somewhat yield and was willing to substitute the ghost bride for another bride during the formal wedding.” Rose was astonished and petrified. Seven years ago, the plan she had hatched for Jay was still vivid in her mind. “I’m truly sorry, Sir Ares. Your bride had run into an accident and she might not be able to fulfill her bridal duty today.” Jay glanced at her, almost without any hesitation. “It doesn’t matter, you’ll do. Put on the veil and remember that you’re not allowed to lift it during the wedding.” She put her veil on and realized that it was made of a unique material