Goblin King Hobbit Novels & Stories

He fought the overpowering urge to summon his dragon and hail down fire and brimstone upon Lord Orc and his kind, destroying every single one of them savages. “Good d-day, my dist-tinguis-shed k-kings.” The globin welcomed, sauntering to the front of the cave, his eyes round with mischief. “Today-y, we h-have some rare, m-magical relics for the p-possessions of kings.” A boisterous cheer and applause resounded and the goblin giggled, his head stiff to his neck. “B-bring in the first item-m.” He waved over a younger globin who wheeled in a double-edged silver sword.

"Hello, who's this warrior?" "My bodyguard," Eden growled, clearly impatient. Petros scoffed. "She looks far too smart for that." "You can debate the intelligence of my bodyguard on your own time. Did you find the Blood King?" Seriousness overtook Petros. "I followed him as long as I could, but we ran into something I've never seen before, cousin. It sent chills down even my spine." "What was it?" "The dead." Eden's eyes flared with gold. "I need a word with my cousin. Everyone out."

Then there were the two goblins and a bodach, sitting at the table nearby. A bodach is a nasty male fairy whose pastimes include stealing human children. This particular one was old-man-thin with sagging, jaundiced skin and bulging, cloudy, blue eyes. Eyes which he set on us with shocked glee. Conri started to growl and stepped forward while Tiernan pulled his sword, but I went between them, held up a hand, and blew harshly across my fingertips.

The sounds of Hobgoblins greeted his ears as he entered the clearing. The familiar putrid odor lingered in the air, though not as overpowering as before, it was still disgusting. "Well... I'm back," Rey muttered under his breath, observing the Hobs as they acknowledged his presence. The instant they saw him, all of them—women and children—rushed towards him. They all kneeled and bowed their heads in subservience, speaking words in Goblin language that conveyed a clear message of submission. ‘Guess we’re back to this…’

Philip, comes from nowhere , accused with a frown etched across his face. I slowly stood up from the ground. "Do you know how insane you sound and how pathetic you look? Do you think the middle forest is the first to know how to pull a stunt like that? Well, I have to break it to you but the HellGuard has been hunting and hunted for years. And don't you ever use the word betrayal because you have no idea what it is," I spat angrily and pushed past him in a stronger force as I finally transformed.I ran after the other deer and caught them within an hour. Thankfully, the rest followed the instructions I gave them before we came here. Others defend while the rest hunt. After the intense competi

His voice slithered through the air like poison. "Who gave you permission to walk our sacred grounds?" I stood tall, ignoring the ache in my legs. "I don’t owe you an explanation, creature. Step aside." Gasps erupted among the goblins. The crowned one snarled. "You dare insult me? Goblins! Tear him apart! Keep his heart and brain intact—we’ll need them." I laughed—a cruel, dry laugh. "Fools. You dare threaten me? I am Azanlin—the sun, the daylight, the fire beneath the earth. I am the Sorcerer King. Stand against me, and you’ll become ash."

He had very sensitive hearing, so he was only pretending in front of Hog. “Ahh, that- uhh, they’re just not very happy to see humans.” The chieftain said. It checked out. The goblins were indeed not happy with their arrival despite being their saviour. Matthew did not understand what the goblins were shouting at him, but Potolo and his siblings did.

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 snapped, giving the skinhead that stood at the entrance to the cell a sideline glance, not bothering to cover the long phallus tower of my cock when his eyes strayed to my groin. “Y-Your Majesty, It’s Gobar...he’s uh...here to see you,” Hagrid gritted, and something in his tone made me turn to stare him in the eye, hissing when he maintained eye contact before he snapped his gaze away. Gobar. The dark Shadowling Mage that had pledged his allegiance to me what felt like centuries ago. He had seen something in the Burning City...Something he thought he could use, binding me by oath to give it to him when he had worked long enough.

Three boys appeared, holding a bow. Mercies!! Her heart screamed out. The one in the middle - wearing a robe. It was the King!! Instantly, the pains from the arrow seemed to affect her so much, she lost consiousness and passed out.