Goblin Pet Novels & Stories

It had been about an hour since Adam had finished watching Lord of the Rings, and here I was, ensnared in a labyrinth of theories about how Middle-earth worked. "That's what I'm saying, man! A goblin's purpose is to br33d, but technically, if they're br33ding, doesn't that also mean that a female goblin can be born?" His excitement bubbled over as he spoke, gesturing animatedly with his hands.

She walked slowly into the throne room, but Damien's eyesight landed on her the moment she stepped into the throne room. "My Princess here's....." Damien smiled his eyes following Madeline as she walked, she seemed even more enchanting than usual. Callous walked out holding a squirming goblin, two actually...they were smaller than usual. Madeline looked at the small blue creatures in callous's hands. A goblin..Madeline brows furrowed..they didn't look like your average goblins, they had scales and fins..they were slimy and smelled like fish. You didn't have to look too goat to know they're affiliated with the west.

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.

Either that or not made it so everything feels real. Looking at the Giant Goblin, I wondered where the weak point on it was. During the Beta version, it had been on its stomach, with a mark to indicate what needed to be hit, looking at it now, I didn’t see any revealing mark. It was approximately twenty feet tall, dark green with a large muscular body and a small head, with pointy ears. It wore an armor plate over its chest. “Any idea where the weak spot is?” I came to a stop, not wanting to initiate the fight until I had a little more information.

And they were going to pay with their blood. At last, Clint rounded on the final goblin who'd attacked them. Their grey, slate-like skin was natural to the underground cities where the goblins preferred to live. "W-wait!" the goblin screeched in her familiar, high-pitched whine. "My liege!" Damon stopped. His haunches raised, every hair on his body on end, he stared down at the small goblin who'd come here. Defied him. Attacked him.

Jay said. Dani braced for it, hoping she wouldn't laugh out loud. She'd never heard this particular guest, but she would do some research at home. "This one involves something the average person does not know exists. There are creatures called goblins who can look like humans but they can change into goblin form." "You expect me to believe in a supernatural creature." "Yes, in fact, I do, Jay. I've seen them."

Moka explained in her nasal voice. That was another thing Germaine noticed. Where Zar's voice was smooth and normal, the other goblins had nasal voices, as if they had something stuck inside their nostrils. The male goblin was hairy with overgrown beards decorated with beads, bones, and teeth. Both male and female were short, with bodies that rose not taller than her waist and wrinkled skin like it wanted to belong on a taller person but had to make do. Yet, what they lacked in height, they made up for in strength.

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.

“Excuse me…hello? Can someone explain why there’s a green short ogre in the room?” The goblin stopped and looked at Celeste. “Ogre?” He practically yelled. “Who're you calling short?” I sat up straight with a faint smile. “He’s a goblin. And my loyal servant.” Celeste gazed wide-eyed between the two of us. “A what?” “Goblin,” I completed. “They exist?” she asked, shocked. “Since forever,” the goblin answered. Her fingers dug into the blankets. “And you’re just…fine with this?”

In my opinion, not the best. I shivered as a chill seemed to penetrate my evening gown to bring ice to my bones. I looked up to notice a long shadow I couldn't make out at the door. It was as though I could feel that monsters eyes on me still. My first act as Luna will be his banishment. The elf looked at me curiously, "I don't mean to offend." he said in practiced manner that made me think that he was used to offending people. "Not at all." I said tearing my eyes away from the menacing shadow in the corner,