Camp Goblin Novels & Stories

It was obvious from the way they looked at me, wondering what laid beneath my modest outfits. Caleb Harlan, the camp's most popular badboy. He moved about with that smirk he wore on his face, one that said he heard every sermon on temptation but was till hell bent on being a tempter. Caleb was the guy smuggling in candy bars that tasted like forbidden heaven, telling ghost stories that caused the little ones to shiver in fear and flirting like it was his job.

My thoughts were a muddle, and I felt lost, struggling to breathe as I stood there at the entrance. ********** Nestled within the embrace of towering, ancient mountains, the Riverbay Pack's Camp stands as a testament to resilience and strength. The facility harmoniously blends nature with cutting-edge technology, designed to nurture the inherent power of the werewolves within. As the evening sun begins to set, its soft golden light filters through the canopies of rustling leaves, casting dappled patterns on the meticulously manicured grounds, where the invigorating scent of pine and earth fills the air.

The vent was conveniently placed right at my eye level and I wondered briefly if that was why it had been disconnected, so people could spy on those who were in the other room easier. I peered inside and saw Cain standing with his mother and another man. This man looked to be about Cain's mother's age. He had black, wavy hair and was built like Cain. I wondered if that was his father. They were arguing which made me want to walk away. I felt nosey prying into their conversation. Just as I was about to leave, I heard Cain say angrily: "If you didn't want a Vampire son, maybe you shouldn't have fucked someone who had a vampiric disease."

Five miles south of Redberg Village, Damian and the four enormous Goblins trotted their forces back to the farm, which was five miles away. Damian was in complete disbelief. The devious Goblin waited until all of the greatest witch warriors had left on their duty to save the human before attacking their undefended hamlet, and then the beast struck.

“Nope. But if we start slamming doors, we’re no better than the packs that tossed us out.” He didn’t argue. Lately, he’d stopped bothering. By the end of the week, the place was packed—sixty-odd wolves, easy. Camp looked like it’d swallowed a junkyard: tree platforms popping up, cabins patched with whatever metal they found. Training doubled. Felt like chaos, but it worked. Not everyone was what they seemed, though. Three days after Caelin’s group rolled in, a patrol caught one of the older rogues sneaking past the sentries, dropping scent markers up on a ridge. Spy stuff. When they called him out, he went feral. Silas dropped him. Quick and ugly.

the girl in ponytail said cheerfully and twirled. "What are you talking about?," Iktanne replied, completely baffled. The girls looked at her with a bit of confusion at her remark but wasn't bothered by it. "You see, Iktanne-sama, some of our relatives live in the northern province of Japan. Right now, our Empire's northern barracks have detected anomalies that involve about one and a half dozen of Giant bandits attacking villagers from there. Remember the sudden appearance of a tsunami a couple of weeks ago? General Gary of the North barracks sent a report to the Academy that those bandits were the ones responsible for that happening," the girl in pigtails explained.

The goblin child saved him from another round of nagging from his senior brother as well. “My brother and I live in the goblin tribe north of the Three Snake River, two days’ carriage ride away along this mountain range going east,” the goblin child said, his voice shaking from all the strange stares that he’s receiving. But he held on. “Majority of these children were already in the carriage when we were captured, so they must also be from the villages further east of the Three Snake River.”

“Sit down Iggy.” Caleb spoke calmly. The eighteen-year old eased himself into the chair opposite of Caleb with wary eyes. He rarely ever got a call from the Duncan pack which is something he couldn’t be more grateful for, the last time had been two years ago so he wondered why they’d need him again. Yes, they did keep in touch and he knew of a couple of their cubs who had attended his high school and still dropped by his house for friendly ‘visits’, but he didn’t think he would be walking into their compound this early. They were a friendly bunch and they paid good money for his services, but he still feared them especially since he had first seen Caleb morph into his wolf- he was terrified

Jamie grinned proudly. "My parents, well, David and Jayne, they had this little cottage on the outskirts of their territory and I am pretty sure it has just been gathering dust since then," Ellie suggested and I couldn't help the smile which covered my face now. This was happening. This was actually going to happen and it was going to be like we were a normal werewolf family for the time we were there.

JOHN The forest was dark as ink as I came through the portal. I'd opened it right on the edge of the camp I'd spent many summers at when I was younger. Camp Meadow Creek was a compound of over one hundred acres in the Cumberland mountains outside of Louisville. In front of me were the main entrance, the Community Hall, and the fifteen smaller cabins the earth witch trainees stayed in when they were here.