Goblin Merchant Dark And Darker Novels & Stories

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

Anger and revenge engulfed these two mercenaries' hearts. The two men, after all, are the female mercenary old co-workers. They used to be in the same squad, sent to the same areas of war. Merely exist as the government tools of war, they quit and live as mercenaries to gain freedom. Still, they are sent to secure a weak woman that was asleep under the desk.

he shouted with all his strength, shaking like grim death but still venting his anger mixed with horror. Reive turned slowly towards him. There was no emotion on his face. Only a stone mask with eyes flashing. Along with this movement, the cloak of Dark swept around him like the wings of a huge dragon. It opened its maw and made a loud sound – a maddening roar. It was the necromancer’s cry of anger. However, Glein didn’t hear a sound. Only the two zombies flinched, starting back as if from death itself. At this moment, Zomzom finally remembered the name that was on the tip of his alien tongue. He remembered the Dark that had been pursuing the entire Eridanus genus, turning them into bloodthi

And all he had to do was let the guardian angels and the members of the Trilateral Court witnessed the death of the heir of the demon king – something he would gladly do since he cared less for a halfwit demon. What was seemingly a short distance felt so distant for the goblin merchant host. To ensure the safety of the fourth gate, he looked beyond the Halfling prince. A knot lodged between his brows when his curiosity laden gaze met the silhouette of two females and one male – three variables in his plan. The veiled one was dressed in a lavish gown, making him guess who she was since the wings disguised as her cape was dead giveaway. She was the rumored owner of the Calamity Dragon from the

He is blinded by his greed. He felt an intense pain on his neck and stains of blood went on his hand when he tried touching it. He fretted but the demon dismissed his worry, “It is part of the contract that you bear my mark.” The demon’s voice became clearer in his mind. He gasped when a figure emerged from the shadows, his face and body slowly became more and more vivid in his eyes. “The contract is done!” The demon merrily announced, “My name is Linus.” --

“I needed a portal, I took it; I need a Grove, I will take it.” His confidence bewildered me. His mountain giants were defeated by our Golems, who were taking a stance next to their unconscious bodies. Our pack stood at the ready for another brawl, while his Dark Elves troops had diminished greatly. Something evil flashed in his eyes, making me believe he had another trick up his sleeve. He produced an item in his hand and the reflection of the sun into the crystal shone brightly.

Anyone who covers his position or is greedy enough can hire a mercenary of other supernatural beings and can easily terminate his existence. "That's classified. I need major bucks for this" "You will get what you want. First the location" "Give me two days," the vampire said, rubbing his hands in anticipation. "No. That's too much time. We will come again tomorrow night. By then the information must be ready" "That's too soon. I can't work miracles you know" "If you want the pay, you have to whip your magic wand" "Fine. Let me do what I can. But I can't promise any sure results"

~Ezinne~ I was jolted awake by the echoing clang of the heavy dungeon gate swinging open. The dungeon lay shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by a slender beam of sunlight piercing through a tiny opening in the ceiling. My cheek pressed against the icy floor, and a chill crept over my feet. As I attempted to sit up, the sound of rats scurrying and squeaking filled the air, darting away into the shadows. Fresh tears welled in my eyes, memories of Garrick’s warning words flooding back. I knew that Elara’s intentions stretched far beyond the ruin of my marriage, but I didn't act fast enough to avert her intentions. Now, here I was, confined in this gloom, awaiting a fate of death or exile. D

"What do I need to do, sir?" His expression grew even darker. "Are you in for this bet?" "I'll leave it to your discretion," I answered. That response seemed to infuriate him. I could see his grip on his wine glass tighten, his knuckles turning white. "Fine, let's bet." The cards were dealt, and the game was on. I did not get the rules of the game, but the vibe? That I could read like an open book. Everyone was as still as statues, barely breathing.