Goblin Knights Novels & Stories

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

Her small frame wrapped around him while he stared at her in shock. ‘How could someone so precious, so wonderful and perfect, say that to someone like me?’ He thought, he couldn’t believe it. Despite his thought, he returned the hug. As always, it was warm and comforting. And soothing. Just like Alastair had instructed, Alexis, Hector, Adam and the five knights as well some back up knights had set out to cure the goblin infestations. David Crotina seemed to tag along occasionally too, claiming he was playing hooky. It was a bit ironic since he was still working.

Or at least how deep down a rabbit hole he would go with this subject. He'd talked to his friends and they agreed that the goblins had to be exposed. If it meant they as gargoyles would be exposed, well that was collateral damage. He and his fellow owners of a nightclub, Grotesque, along with their friends at Foley Security who were gargoyles married to fairies, could no longer fight this battle alone. The needed the help of the normies, those without any supernatural powers.

I questioned her and Keran and Nyx both grinned and nodded. "The goblins are highly sexual creatures and won't think anything about an exposed nipple, bare breast, or man's penis out on display so don't stare or be too shocked by what you see. Also, some have extras…arms, eyes, etc," Nyx informed Noah and me. I shrugged and told him hell's demons were similar.

My neck screams in pain from the long hours of bending from sketching and spending a couple of hours burying my nose in the laptop. I moved my neck side by side with a grimace, and then the elevator door opened. My heart thudded strongly against my will at the sight of the man who magically appeared in front of my eye. Although seeing him in the workplace doesn't seem like magic, it appears that way to me because Gray Westmore is like a magical creature. I am convinced that he had that power to make me weak, his gaze alone made my skin tingle and made my heart race with excitement despite my brain telling me to stop. “Get in” It wasn't a plea but an order and for some reason, I obeyed.

My energy was draining fast, my body craving food, my mind clouding with doubt. I stumbled to a clearing when the earth beneath me rumbled. The ground cracked. Then came the Black Goblins—dozens at first, then hundreds, their black, ashy skin glowing faintly under the pale light. They hated sorcerers, always had. Unlike the White Goblins, these creatures were pure hostility. They formed a ring around me, baring teeth, hissing threats. One stepped forward—taller than the others, a crooked crown on his head. His voice slithered through the air like poison.

Keiran said before tossing a golden coin into the falling water. “We don’t have much time.” he added and the magical door opened before our eyes. “You mean, he is not here for us? Not for Amara?” Prince Conrad wanted to clarify his thoughts. “The Goblin went here to avenge. Marchans from history helped the three famous witches of Calla from locking him in his sleep centuries ago. He will never leave us alone not until our kind totally vanishes from this world.” Keiran narrated.

Kim too was acting strange, asking him questions about Kahlan which he said that he said that he doesn’t know much about her as they just met. “So no Kahlan no assassin trying to gut me, this feels so unreal” he was in his way to school alone, jacob was sick which was weird since he was fine when they all woke up. He was five minutes away when he heard something like a fight going on somewhere, he looked around and saw three people involved in a brawl in an alley. It took him a few seconds to figure out that it was actually two against one and it was downright bloody. “Help me please!” the lone fighter begged seeing him “they’re going to kill me". Marcel turned trying to get someone to help

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

Even the Black Knights’ skills could not counter the sheer numbers as the Goblins climbed over their fallen comrades to reach the riders. As the battle continued, Randey was puzzled by the appearance of a dozen figures that were clearly not Goblins. They were clad in grey robes, with deep hoods that hid their features. They formed a semi-circle behind the Goblin company, but they appeared to be observing dispassionately. That is until one of the Grenyaar broke free of the Goblins on one side. One of the figures raised a hand and a bright flash travelled from the upraised hand to the Knight. The Knight fell back after being stricken, and was once again overcome by Goblin fighters. Another Kni