Goblin Face Novels & Stories

He quickly lost account at the number of eyes now behind him, and on top of that, the noise of the cackling had increased enough to hurt even his ears! Then the creature slowly walked forwards, its green skin showing itself as a goblin. The ugly creature was holding what looked like some kind of jagged and rusted weapon. The goblins slowly all started walking forwards, as if they were waiting for some kind of command or signal allowing them to charge forwards.

"I never really liked that guy. I don't see what most people see, he's not even that great of a teacher." I faced Connor for the first time while we were sitting here, and that was the biggest mistake I could have made. Our faces were so close that we could feel each other's breath on our faces. His eyes were beautiful pools of water that I could just dive right in and- "Elizabeth? Liz? Hello?" Connor snapped his fingers in my face, breaking me out of my trance. "Sorry." He chuckled, his face still dangerously close. He knew what he was doing, and he wasn't going to stop.

he said and slammed the door to my face without looking back. Immediately he went out, I rushed to open the door and the door was hard. The metal was locked, I tried to look at the lens attached to the door, but the door refused to open. Then I had no option but to submit to fate. I lay on the bed, hoping I would sleep off, but unfortunately, my face was wide open. Suddenly, I began to feel strange, the same burning sensation that I always felt. I was careful enough not to bite anything from the room. A drop of water did not pass through my throat while I was with Jack. Even the fruits that he bought, I refused to take them with me, I left them in his car. Definitely, the aphrodisiac must ha

“It’s my face.” “No way!” A few students looked at them, but Aarav didn’t notice. He removed a notebook from his bag and tore out a blank sheet of paper. “So, what—you’re like a spider boy or something?” “Just my face. The rest of me is human.” Aarav wrote his name on the paper. “Cool. How’d that happen?” “I was just born that way. Now, shh.” Jeff raised a finger to his mouth. “I’m trying to hear the lecture.”

"She didn't use anesthesia. She dug the GPS chip out of her own neck while fully conscious." My heart violently seized. I doubled over in agony. No anesthesia? My delicate girl—the one who needed me to hold her for hours just from a papercut—took a knife and carved into her own flesh? "And..." Silas swallowed hard. "She had facial bone reconstruction surgery. She vanished on a ghost flight overnight. She's completely gone." I fell into an abyss. My brain exploded with static. Panic strangled me. She threw away her face. She erased her entire existence. Just to hide from me. How ruthless could she be to herself?

Often very attractive with yellow eyes but need to be constantly on the go, kind of like puppies. Then there’s vampires. Pale, elegant, weirdly posh, intelligent, bloodsuckers. And who can forget high elves? Tall, beautiful, clear eyes, long lives, connections to nature, natural leaders. Self important bastards to be honest. Like most fairies, I’m on the short side with pointed ears and colourful hair. Mine’s purple actually. But otherwise, I look like my older brother, Russell, and my mother. Slender, pale, grey eyes. Russell’s just me with dark hair and a growth spurt. Normals don’t really have a “look” but if you look at my dad, a middle aged balding white man, you’d say he’s normal looki

My senses all in alert, I activated my Evil eyes ready for that unknown creature… the groaning intensified, the creature approached revealing its appearance… Small in size, green skin, ugly face and pointy ears… it held a handmade spear with a pointy rock at the edge… the creature reeked of bad smell and was not alone… This creature that preys on women and raids human villages without leaving a soul behind, usually lives in small groups, but when they are under stronger beast guidance… they become a threat that must be subjugated… So it was them who preyed on women of the capitol… these heinous creatures called “Cave dwellers” or more commonly…Goblins! I am surrounded by them… how many are t

His naughty finger intruded the treasure trove, and Gristel quivered and bit on his ear. "Ouch." He shouted, grabbing the ear, and murmured in sudden realization, "Fuck! I am also an elf?" Gristel covered her mouth and giggled, "Ah no, your highness! You are a Goblin." "Ah! Goblin!" He shrieked. Goblin, in the mythology of earth, is a hideous-looking, greedy, vicious humanoid creature. He checked his arms and muttered, "They are not green. Why? Whatever, it's just a dream."

He had a very dark expression on his face. He walked closer to me, examining my bruised face and swollen lips. No one had given me medicine and my wounds were still fresh. I forced down the lump when he quietly stepped towards me. He was not the same man I had slept with many nights. He was the boss of the mafia. He was a murderer. He was back to the same monster. His eyes were telling me everything. It was difficult to ignore the scorching hatred in his eyes toward me.

It came from a dark corner at the rear in front of them. They all stared ahead waiting for the silhouetted figure to fully expose himself. Orbin and the Reptillian had also beat the collaborators and the collaborators were lying in a heap all over the floor defeated. The figure finally revealed himself, he had a hideous face! Mahali gasped and almost screamed in terror at the horrible face: He had yellow eyes a mouth that was carved into a sneer and no nose, for his hair, he had tentacles. “It’s Gaxgs!” wendy gasped.