Goblin Novels & Stories

Gardax says. Garth steps ever so close to the looming victim. His eyes look up and he sees the hanging goblin with nothing by fear in his eyes. “Do your worst, cunt.” The goblin spits at the man as he walks in range but he doesn’t even more and instead draws his knife. A weapon of choice that has no blade but instead a hand with two runes on each side. Ones that have a circle and three pillars that has been modified in their design. Of course, this is the same rune that is most commonly used for anything involving time and space. Also, the rune provides the most risk factor in the formula. The arcane power ignites into a beaming

I don't know what's on that woman that she was able to captivate Black. *** Daze POV "What was that Daze?" Daryl asked me. "She's the girl I'm talking about," I told him. I can't stop myself from smiling. "Damn! Coincidence, huh? She's the great Black. She is known in Different bars and clubs, if she looks easy to get, you're mistaken, that girl is really scary!" "I heard about the great Black being the hottest girl in this area, kissing guys then afterward dumping them but I didn't realize that she's just an ordinary girl, nothing special! She’s just basic, " I said and drank the beer.

: Nio answered. "You don't know much about this part of Malfer, do you? The humans here, they do not take kindly to their property running away. It's not about the people you killed, it's about me. They'll chase us until they catch me. And then they'll make a public example of me so that no other slave thinks of running away.": the goblin continued. "Then let them, what's a dozen more...": Nio said, slightly amused. The little goblin chuckled nervously and replied: "A dozen? Try hundreds. And they will come after us. From every village in the area. And they have sorcerers too. We don't have much time. We need to go, now!"

The one used in creating the zombies. He shone his eyes in terror immediately. "An X-blood is here. Master must hear of this!" He picked the maggot and a smile curled around his lips.

voices spoke from behind the rocks. Sweat formed on Lily's forehead, and her heart started beating irregularly. Before she could react and hide from the mysterious voices, two goblins jumped in her direction. They were hideously ugly, with broad noses, flat faces, pointed ears, and wide mouths filled with small but sharp fangs. Their skin ranged from deep red to shades of orange and yellow, with members of the same tribe sharing similar skin colors. The two goblins salivated excessively. "D- Delicious meat, stop! We just want to be friends with you," one of the goblins with a shorter height said,

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

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.

Stalls lined the walls, selling everything from enchanted weapons to bottled emotions to something that looked disturbingly like human teeth. And everywhere, watching from the shadows, were the goblins. They weren't the cute, mischievous creatures of children's stories. These were beings that had evolved in darkness, with too-large eyes and too-sharp teeth and fingers that seemed to have one too many joints. They moved through the crowd with the confidence of predators in their own territory. "Sterling." The voice came from a stall near the entrance, where a goblin in a surprisingly well-tailored suit was examining what appeared

It took me a long time to get him alone in there, and as soon as I thought about leaving him alone, he would get angry and turn around. "Come on, honey," I said, lowering my head to kiss him on the cheek. "Just for a little while." "Gollum." He turned and licked my chin, shrugged his shoulders, and lay down. "WHOO!" He didn't forget to turn his head to remind me. "Just a minute." "Normal bones, no deformities." "The brain is fully developed, at least for now..." "Huh? What's this?" On the screen, large shadows appear on the back and caudal vertebrae.

It embedded itself in the wood of the chariot, the shaft quivering, the tip buried deep. I held my chest as I stared at Ian with fear, my heart hammering so hard I thought it might burst. My fox was pacing, restless, ready to run or fight or something. Ian looked at the window, his expression calm, almost bored. "Goblins," he said. We were under attack. Goblins. I had heard stories about them—small, vicious creatures that traveled in packs, that attacked without warning, that killed for the pleasure of killing. They weren't as dangerous as Vodvak, but they were fast, and there were always more of them than you expected.