Goblin Bride Novels & Stories

The witch's hair had barely touched her shoulders while his bride has waist-long platinum white curls that were currently pinned in a bun at the base of her neck. Vladimir's eyes flickered towards his bride's lips which were naturally blood red, he couldn't help but recall the witch's lips were pale and chapped. His bride was dressed in a light blue gown made of a fabric that made it seem like she was wearing clouds. Her hands and arms were hidden in opera gloves. Not even an inch of her skin was exposed beside her neck. There was no way~ If there was even a slight chance of these two women being the same then Vladimir was not a Vampire, he was a hippie.

The bridegroom wasn't a simple guy from our countryside like my sister preferred, she always wanted a simple life where she would be managing the household and looking after kids while her husband earned their livelihood. However, this was not the case, her husband-to-be was a lord, our small village fell under his estate. He was the great Vampire Lord, child of the night, a nocturnal being. The wedding would also be held at night instead of the morning like it usually happened. Even the wedding gown wasn't white.

"My father and my brother use to call me small boy, great brain. I was sharp, and do observe a lot about things around me." "Where is your brother's grave? " I ask. He clenched his fist and began walking to the car telling me to wait. He came back with three bunch of flowers. We place them on each grave before going home in silence, both of us in our own thoughts. ♡♡ "it's time dear "Nanny Lilo says and pat my back. I sigh and stare at myself in the mirror. I look good in my white wedding dress that shows my cleavage. I know I look beautiful since everyone here won't stop gawking and flattering me. I appreciate them, but I'm not happy.

As we entered the hall, I was greeted by the sight of flowers and decorations adorning every surface, creating a magical atmosphere that was nothing short of enchanting. The sound of music filled the air, mingling with the excited chatter of guests as they rose from their seats. I felt a flutter of nerves in my stomach as stood at the entrance, my eyes fixed on the figure waiting for me at the altar. Gabby stood there, absolutely stunning in her wedding attire, her eyes sparkling with love and anticipation. And just like that, a sense of calm washed over me, like coming home after a long journey. Because when I looked at Gabby, the world seemed to fade away until there was only Gabby, standi

“The Goblin’s trapped into a deep sleep. A spell was casted by a witch and no one could wake him except for the kiss of his bride." This man must be the great Goblin that Ka Linda was describing. The fairies were trying to push me forward, closer to where the man or the Goblin was. “What are you trying to do?” I asked worriedly. “You are the Goblin’s Bride! The witch is coming! Kiss him now!”

The ghost bride informs me. I can't believe that the ghost bride was contacted by the west. But at least my husband and Angel ate on their way here now. Although I'm not sure if I can even trust the ghost bride. She's nice to us and all but something tells me that there is something off with her. I just have to be careful I guess. "Did you ask the witch of the west about how to open the portal?" I asked her.

'' Well they look like you ''Eros " do they look like one of us ?"The goblin said Eros looks closely an realizes that was a lot of different. " Why did you call them Gobling" Eros "They are not pureblood like us they are mix breeds and a disgrace to our clan" The goblin " "Because they are half breed they cant reproduce or grow to our size "He said " The Gobling believes in Mating with other races Instead Mating gave with our queen they are greedy monstrous creatures that. "he said

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

Red eyes meet with brown ones and they stare at each other. "You look a lot like Emperor Ariadne, but younger. Anyway, she said I will have to seek your permission to leave here, so be kind enough to grant me your permission, thank you. Let's first start with this invisible door in this room," she said pointing at the wall behind her. "No, you are not leaving here precious. I have chosen you as my bride. We will get married when you have come of age." "I am no one's bride flat nose," "Shouldn't you be thankful to me for saving you. You were dead and I brought you back to life so technically speaking you owe me your life and you will do as I say or else I will have to take back what I give...

Words in an ancient script glowed faintly as they read: The First Moon cursed the split packs: Blackthorn and Ironfang, born of one sire, divided by pride. Only the bridge born of forbidden union, human heart, wolf blood, may mend or sunder the line forever. The ritual of binding requires three elements: blood of the bridge, tear of the betrayed, fang of the betrayer. Complete it under the dark moon, and the curse lifts. Fail, and the bridge shatters, taking both packs into oblivion. Elara’s heart slammed against her ribs. “I’m the bridge.”