Goblin Casts Novels & Stories

"It's not the only reason. I have my own reasons for coming too." "But are your reasons contingent on the full moon? Like you could have come when you were feeling better, right?" "My reasons are technically contingent on the full moon. All werewolf spells take effect during the full moon due to our nature. I suppose I could have skipped this one. But it doesn't matter, Gigi. I knew this trip was really important to you, so I would have made it happen no matter what. And you were able to drive anyway, so it all worked out."

"We're still assessing that. There has been a lot of goblin activity, and we aren't sure of their end game. Seems like they are asserting their power in many industries." "But this ingredient I found, it's dangerous. It could keep the population sick." "Sick people are easier to rule," Donal said. The idea chilled her. Did the goblins want to rule the world? "I've sent my result to a friend at the FDA." "We don't know how many of the government departments are compromised." Jenna shook her head. "My friend wouldn't be." "Your friend could be a goblin and you wouldn't know it. Only gargoyles can detect them."

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

He only nodded, his eyes darting to the sides behind his glasses, in the shadow of his baseball hat. “It’s fully intelligent,” I said, still in whispers. “And it’s very pissed off. Please, help me get rid of it, Mr. Price.” He snorted, shaking his head and avoiding eye contact. “I can’t help you, Miss Garner,” he replied curtly. He glanced at me and away in a heartbeat. “I’ll send you the contact information of the psychic that gave me the spell to get rid of it. That’s all I can do.” I couldn’t believe my ears. “What?”

The five of us were trapped inside a magical net capable of nullifying our powers. “Shit,” Aris said angrily. Suddenly it began to shake, and goblins came out of the ground. They were different from the goblins that helped us in the wasteland; these ones looked smaller. Once they were all below us, one of them began to laugh. I knew right away that he was the leader. “This loot is very powerful,” the goblin said. “I wonder what we can do with them.” The goblins started laughing, and suddenly I saw my mother in the background.

I refuse to surrender and become a victim," I retort defiantly, my voice filled with determination. Once again, I narrowly evade their lunges and swipes. However, while dodging their attacks, my foot stumbles upon a sharp stone, causing a deep gash. Blood begins to flow instantly, staining the ground crimson. "The scent is intoxicating. We've struck gold by finding you," the smaller goblin remarks, its voice dripping with anticipation. I find myself lying on the ground, my injured foot preventing me from standing. I survey my surroundings and realize that I am cornered, trapped by these two monstrous creatures.

At almost three times the goblin's height, he towered over the cowering, pathetic creature as he stretched out his legs to hover above. "Chant?," Damon snarled. "What the fuck is this? Explain yourself, before I rip your throat out too." The goblin stared up at him, her beady black eyes wide with terror. She trembled, her throat working as she swallowed hard. "My liege, I am so sorry," she stammered. "I never meant for-for my participation to go this far. I only wanted to capture the witch because her clan is a threat to hers !"

Fairies. I didn’t know what to feel. I was not sure if I was just hallucinating or I was seeing the real thing. They were like humans, but little and with wings. “Don’t waste your time! Hurry! Kiss the Goblin!” their tiny voices were cute. I was still amused with the situation not until memories flashed in my head. “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."

Their surprise attack took the Goblins by surprise and by the time they realized what was happening , half of their brethren was already killed off by Ron and her, luckily , Goblins were much into magic than attack and defence - they were sneaky little things that stood in the background rather than rush in fighting . Their leader the one who was casting magic on Lord Garcia screamed shrilly whether trying to command or singing soprano , Chelsea didn't know nor did she care , she swiped her scythe against his neck and the leader gulped , his eyes staring at her hatefully before he disintegrated. .

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.