Goblin Hunter Wow Novels & Stories

“She’s a werewolf hunter. Jones hired her to come after you and the rest of the pack.” I stopped, looking at him with shock. “Really?” I started laughing. “She has no idea what she’s getting into, does she?” Earl shook his head. “I think we need to take this one seriously,” he said. “She’s the best out there. Took out Danny Elliot yesterday.” I was impressed. Danny Elliot was a bad wolf who took great pleasure in stealing as much money from humans as he could. There were rumors he would torture them a little if they were reluctant to “invest” in him.

Noya scoffed. So that’s it. Noya’s taken so much into account but has forgotten a key factor. Me. She has precautions against the supernatural, but I’m not any of those things. I’m human. I’m a hunter, and killing witches is just part of what I do. Knowing what I was about to walk into, I climbed over the edge. I slipped on my hunter talisman for added protection and took out my silver khopesh, ready to strike. She didn’t even see it coming. Even as Godric smiled, having seen me coming up behind the dumb bitch. “You forgot the hunter, bitch!” I scoffed, swinging the curved blade separating her head from her shoulders.

When they passed next to a forest, Rhobart suddenly said, “I just remembered a shortcut to the Hammer Clan. By late afternoon tomorrow, we will be reunited with the others.” “You do know shortcuts are often dangerous,” Ayla commented. “Not as dangerous as your tea.” Ayla glared at him, and he cleared his throat. “See those mountains?” he asked while pointing at the horizon. “There is a path between them. Normally it is not dangerous, but sometimes goblins will try to attack travelers who are foolish enough to get close to their cave.” Goblins were small humanoid creatures with green, leathery skin that offered some protection against the weather and weapons. They were very agile and preferre

I looked back at the pathetic human clinging to life on the ground and saw him looking at us, curious as to what his friend’s fate held. I licked the blood from my hand that was left from the first victim, who was still bleeding out against the wall, and I summoned my minion, Hex, who would tap into his wendigo form and eat his friends. I wanted to watch Bradley’s reaction as Hex devoured them, their screams filling the room, and their blood creating puddles on the cement ground.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

“See you at home, enjoy yourselves a lot. Bye!” I wave and make my way out of that club. They say goodbye and I’m just at the pub’s exit door. But someone touches my arm again, and I see it is him. There he is? Do I see him right? I blink a couple of times just to make sure it wasn’t what did he say his name was, Honcho…hmmm no Hunter you drunk loser! “Can I take you home?” he whispers in my ear. “Excuse me? Are you stalking me or something?” How could I go home with him? Like this? I think to myself.

By the time they reached the bottom, the tunnel breathed. And then— The attack began. A massive wave of goblins poured from the left wall—vile, hunched, teeth clacking, eyes glowing red with demonic possession. From the right: orc warriors in blood-forged armor, twice Khy’s size, wielding rusted axes that shimmered with cursed mist. And from deeper in the shadows… something darker. The Mist Warden. A floating beast cloaked in smoke and screams. No face. Just black tendrils and a voice like cracked glass.

"Yes. I saw that the spiders' numbers are indeed big and may be causing an imbalance in the forest. We will need to cull their numbers. Maybe the goblins would be interested…" Erik said and stood thinking about the 'problem' in hands. The goblins had a ritual where their young had to kill a beast to be accepted as adults in their society. And maybe, just maybe, they would be interested in using the acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest as a means to an end. Of course that the goblin to do the kill would have the rights to claim the corpse as theirs, but that was no problem. Erik was brought out of his thinking line by a noise. He looked at the entrance to the main chamber and saw Selena. She

“Sera, look at this.” “This is bad. We should contact the commander.” She noticed that one of the goblins had a slightly bluish skin and a small horn on their head. It was a stronger species, an evolved goblin called a hobgoblin. Newbies can handle a single hoblin but a horde would be fatal. Team Alpha recovered enough to move. Sera and Sven were about to inform them to retreat when the earth rumbled violently.

Luna and Zoranna were not pleased that he was leaving them behind, however, Xolvion had told them that they had another task that he wanted them to complete while he was away. Xolvion and Crystal headed to the adventures guild, checking out the quest board once they arrived. The place was busy as one would expect, but the number of adventures had been on a steady decline in this area. Rumour had it that a horde of goblins had set up in the area, being led by a powerful evolution of their line. Word was that many copper and bronze rank adventurer parties had taken up the quest, only to have either been killed or kidnapped. Xolvion was currently an iron rank, only being classed as one rank abo