Goblin Hunter Wow Novels & Stories

Most interactions between Goblins came through growls and grunts instead of words. Will had separated from Chief to get a weapon from the domed room, and after grabbing one of the sturdier sticks, he ran out and towards the exit. Will had spent a lot of time exploring the caves in the past few weeks, but was always told to stay inside. However today was his first hunt, and once Will reached the exit, where Chief and some other Goblins greeted him with a nod. "Hunt boar! Stay close." Chief patted Will on the shoulder and they all moved out. The mine entrance was in the middle of a forest, Will saw signs of a dirt road however it was unused and almost completely covered up. However the Goblins

“Are you a vampire, too?” I snorted, though my lips curled in disgust. “No, I’m not. I’m a hunter, Ver. I hunt supernatural creatures, monsters, anything that goes bump in the night, to keep humans safe.” “Monsters like me, you mean,” she whispered, fixing her eyes on the muddy ground.

Like I said, horn dog. We entered what was, basically, an illegal gambling den and bar. It was a nice setup, and actually pretty classy as far as illegal operations go. It was mostly witches and warlocks but some humans as well. Once we got inside, Gigi took the opportunity to excuse herself to go to the bathroom. For a split second, I almost imagined/wished she was hinting for me to follow her and fulfill my fantasy. But then I realized I needed a reality check and to stop defiling her in my mind.

Its glittering light cascaded down onto the ground, illuminating the trees and bushes, and giving the forest a mystical appearance. It was the perfect moment for Goblin Hunters to start preying on wolves, therefore, he knew he had to act carefully. Tig bumped out of the car and dashed into the forest, feeling his feet crunching through the dry leaves beneath. He opened his eyes widely, and my ears were in action, scanning everywhere as he increased his speed into the location where he hid the marble inside a peach. He was only a few feet away when he heard a humming sound. He immediately shifted into his wolf form and sniffed it out. Years of experience and living with humans make it certain

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

Honestly, when I was young the thought of killing anything, let alone a person, Vampire or not, made me sick to my stomach. But when a Vampire killed my mother, my only family that I had ever known, back when I was 12 years old... I knew I had to avenge her death. Number 148 mom, number 148 and I will never stop. I will kill every last one of these blood sucking leeches. My name is Snow. I'm 28 years old, and I’m a Vampire Hunter.

He asked in a teasing manner. She wanted to throw her macaron at him, but recalling Agathus’ warning voice she held back with a frown. Alastair was glad to see that Alexis didn’t return his behaviour with a smile. ‘I should give Agathus that bonus’ he thought with a smile. ‘But more importantly…’ he frowned, knowing how difficult goblin infestations were to control. Countless deaths had been at the hands of those extremely small but strong beings. A goblin was the result of a feral dwarf. They lose their mind and shy away from the sun and then their skin changes colour and they attack any humans on sight.

It was a monstrous creature, its grotesque form blending seamlessly with the malevolence of the night. A troll, twice the size of a man, stood before them, its gnarled skin covered in warts and scars. Its eyes glowed with an insidious hunger as it snarled, revealing rows of jagged teeth. The goblins halted their pursuit, cackling with glee at the sight of their newfound ally. Leori's mind raced, searching for a plan, a way to overcome this seemingly insurmountable obstacle. He locked eyes with his companions, their shared determination unspoken but palpable. In that fleeting moment, they knew they had to fight for their lives.