Goblin Queen's Journey Deck Novels & Stories

~knock~knock "Come in," says Aileen without looking at the door. "This is the last pile of documents you need to review, madam." The queen tidied the other side of her table to accommodate the additional papers. "Kindly put them here," she said and tapped the top of her desk. "I'll take my leave now, madam." "Sure. Thank you," the queen replied. Aileen was busy calculating the expense of the districts and provinces belonging to their kingdom. When she was about to stamp the documents with her royal seal, her eyes caught a glimpse of a flipped tarot card in her drawer. She picked it and recalled Lady Khaleesi.

“Sera, look at this.” “This is bad. We should contact the commander.” She noticed that one of the goblins had a slightly bluish skin and a small horn on their head. It was a stronger species, an evolved goblin called a hobgoblin. Newbies can handle a single hoblin but a horde would be fatal. Team Alpha recovered enough to move. Sera and Sven were about to inform them to retreat when the earth rumbled violently.

Thick ebon blood boiled in the veins of the Troll Queen, black as congealed tar. The Beast's curse was bearing fruit. Queen Jarngrimr of the Sorrows waited on the frosty tip of Utgardr's tallest mountain, her steed - a blue roan marked with a white death mask, the gallows itself incarnate - whinnying as the Troll Queen's awaited visitor hiked past the mountain laurel and fir, the girl's stang helping with her belabored, fitful steps.

Are you all ready?..Ariel asks her subjects ..Is everyone here ?she whispers to his two little guards around her , "yes my queen " the goblin answered , So you manage to get the help ?..she asked them ..yes my queen , she smirked and look at her army who was ready to fight .

Remy squeezes my knee once. I squeeze back. The card dissolves into ruby light that crawls across the table and slots itself into the center like the final piece of a puzzle. All nine final cards are played. The table flares (white-gold, coyote-gold, dragon-copper, blood-ruby, living flame). The Veil appears above us (torn, bleeding, fraying). And then it holds. Not patched. Not torn down. Healed. The cracks seal with threads of every color we just bled onto the table (love, rage, grief, joy, choice).

she said as she squeezed my hand. “I don’t think I am much of a Queen,” I said. “That chance has passed us by now.” Caroline chuckled. “Has it?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye. I furrowed my eyebrows at her and she grinned. She pointed to the three cards in front of her. It was the same oracle deck that she had the other day. I read the words on the cards. The first one read Rejection, the second read The Path and the third one read Shattered Soul. I looked up at Caroline with a puzzled expression. I had seen plenty of cards but none with those names before. Caroline pointed to the cards.

Their sleek, pitch-black coats gleamed like polished obsidian, and their eyes glowed faintly, burning with intelligence. “These are my stallions,” Thanion said, his voice carrying a rare warmth. “Nyx, Acheron, and Erebus.” He approached them and ran a hand over Nyx’s mane. “She’ll be staying with us for a while,” he told them, his tone soft but commanding. “Be kind to her.”

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

“So? What’ll it be, Selene? Show your cards? Or let me help you win the videos back?” I leaned back, smiling faintly. “I don’t need a stupid bitch to help me.” The gasps around the room were immediate. The dealer moved toward me, his gloved hands revealing four of my cards—hearts ten, jack, queen, king. Matching Elara’s. The room buzzed. “What the hell? The same hand?” “Is this some kind of joke? A tie?” Even Elara’s face slipped. She glanced at Thorne again, uncertain. “No worries,” he said quickly, too quickly. “We’ll just go another round.”

I say, and he throws me a grin, but it’s thin now. Not so confident now, are we? I would be laughing if I found any of it even remotely funny. I came here for a reason and, so far, everything’s going accordingly. Sliding my entire stack forward, I mutter, “Call.” We both lay down our hands, and Dexter reveals the two pairs he’s holding. Queen and Jack. I lay mine down straight. King, Queen, Jack, Ten, and Ace. His face drops mildly before he picks it back up, but it’s late. I’ve seen it already. I won.