Goblin Face Novels & Stories

Ahmet led the group away because he felt that this place was not suitable to expose themselves, two hours to the north they found another village they hid to watch the situation. After observation, it was found that the village belongs to goblins , Goblins are intelligent and fast-developing creatures, and they are social creatures, but their only drawback is that they multiply rapidly, which made them pose a threat to other creatures. The goblins are divided into three types. the first category is the goblins of the forest and they are small creatures. The length of the adult goblin reaches the length of a human child of nine years old ,This breed is distinguished by its green color and lon

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 heads. "We've been expecting you

I growled. "So you're making decisions like this behind our backs now?" His voice annoyed me, and I could feel Solum shaking. He was scared. I have seen Goblins before on my trips to the world of men. They were monstrous in size, some the size of the house, but this one… Solum's just a kid. "Answer me, Gabriel!!" Magnus ordered. Selene held his hand, trying to pull him back, but he was beyond reasoning. I looked into his eyes, and all I could see was pure hate.

Vino replied in an undertone. "Look," Zac whispered to Ivana. "A goblin!" Ivana's sharp eyes had glimpsed the small creature hiding against the craggy stalagmites. Nerida had seen the goblin, too. She flew over and rendered him completely still. "Why are you skulking here?" Orlando questioned quietly. The creature had rolling eyes and wide mouth. His arms and legs were thin. His feet and hands were the size of his head. He had three fingers and two toes. He was badly disproportioned.

But someone moved, with the wind and Selene's magic shattered on a force. I sank to the floor, gasping, as the man in front of me straightened. He has dark eyes and chiselled facial features. He had a strong, powerful aura around him. He turned half-way, and for one brief moment, I glimpsed it. A goblin face flitted across his features then disappeared. I sucked in my breath. "You're that goblin." "The name's Daemon," he said. Daemon's expression did not change, but his eyes twinkled.

He had forgotten that he was a Goblin, and Goblins were much smaller, at least according to the stories from his previous world. The big Goblin walked over to Will, and with a proud look on his face he patted the helmet. He then let out a short grunt while pointing at the helmet. Will looked confused for a second but wondered if the grunt from the Goblin was actually the word for helmet. Will tried repeating the grunt. The Goblin looked surprised at Will for a second, then he chortled and patted Will on the head. The Goblin went into a corner in the room and grabbed a piece of dried meat from a small stone bowl, he brought it back to Will and threw it in front of him. Will grabbed it and fer

the goblin gloated, a mad grin stretched across his face. "The darkness?" inquired Maria, wondering what on earth this goblin was talking about, but a bigger question that was on her mind and the others’ was, 'Since when were goblins able to speak the common tongue of humans?' "It's only thanks to the Mistress of Darkness that I can speak your dirty human language! But this wasn't her only gift!" The goblin pointed his staff at them, and a large spell circle appeared. "Fire!" the goblin yelled in a maniacal voice as an intense burst of fire shot from out of the spell circle.

The student glanced up but saw nothing above. Gildeon did. Ghulik was up there, clinging to the ceiling like some grotesque insect. Thick strings of saliva dangled from his gaping maw. He’d doubled in size. Veins bulged beneath his pale gray skin, pulsing like trapped worms. His eyes glowed crimson, the pupils now gone. ‘Ghulik!’ Gildeon called out, telepathically. Nothing. The goblin didn’t flinch. Its gaze darted across the crowd below, scanning for the next victim.

"I need to know." I gave each word deliberate weight. Lorenzo laughed. "Isabella, that's you," he said gently. "The cross mark is a natural flaw in the marble. It looks exactly like the injury you had as a child. You may not remember, but I remember it clearly." His tone was persuasive, almost sincere, but I knew my own body. I had never injured my ankle like that. He stepped closer and reached for my cheek. I recoiled before I could stop myself.

And when he looked up, our gazes locked; my lips parted. “Oh my Goddess!” I actually said it out loud, yet it had a different meaning this time. I instantly recognized that it was Luke! Lucy’s boyfriend. I had been ogling my best friend’s boyfriend! Both our faces reddened in recognition. And just like that, Luke quickly shifted. He was a huge wolf with gray, black, and brown fur on top and white fur on his bottom half. I was stunned and beyond embarrassed. Before I had a chance to look away in shame, he glanced at me for a moment, then used his mouth to pick up his shorts from the ground and broke into a run, heading back through the woods from where I had come.