Goblin Queen's Journey Deck Novels & Stories

His naughty finger intruded the treasure trove, and Gristel quivered and bit on his ear. "Ouch." He shouted, grabbing the ear, and murmured in sudden realization, "Fuck! I am also an elf?" Gristel covered her mouth and giggled, "Ah no, your highness! You are a Goblin." "Ah! Goblin!" He shrieked. Goblin, in the mythology of earth, is a hideous-looking, greedy, vicious humanoid creature. He checked his arms and muttered, "They are not green. Why? Whatever, it's just a dream."

Three vampires, bound in silver chains. He dragged them before her throne in the ruined great hall. One was young. One was old. The third was a woman with eyes like Isolde’s. Aunt, perhaps. Or sister. She spat blood at Elara’s feet. “My queen sends a message,” the woman said. “Return the body of her daughter for burial, and the war ends. Refuse, and she will unmake you piece by piece.” Elara leaned forward. “Tell your queen the body is ash. The soul is forfeit. And the war has only begun.”

A surge of heat welled up from deep within her, gushing out and flowing past her soft, plump labia, leaving them glistening and dewy. The thick cock, constantly rubbing against her slit, was also coated in her secretions, which even trickled down its shaft. Victor watched the young woman’s reaction and knew she was already ready, so he thrust deep inside her. His massive, thick cock tore through layer after layer of tender flesh, reaching straight to the very core of her. Layer upon layer of tender flesh enveloped the massive cock, as if countless tiny mouths were sucking and licking it. The sensation was so intense that Victor couldn’t control himself; he immediately began thrusting vigorou

She feels two twin heartbeats, mirroring her own, faintly thrumming in time with her pulse. “Whether they will soar and be those lorded creatures of myth,” the jagged pillar of rock rises higher and higher beside her mother until it very nearly pierces the clouds. “-or plummet to their downfall-” The pillar abruptly crumbles, collapsing in a violent wreckage of rubble and stone with a cacophonous din. “-is ultimately, within your hand.” Orion snarls quietly underneath her. The Duchess smirks. “Given that you are on a creature that can take to the skies, you should have a natural advantage over a Gift like mine,” she says.

Esmeray was trapped inside a coffin. "Help! Help! I can't breathe in here!", she screamed. But nobody dared to open the coffin. Afterall, they didn't want to go against the Lore king, as she was his sacrificial bride. If there weren't any holes in tue coffin, she would have been dead, long gone. Finally they arrived at the palace of Maleficium. The Lore king was sitting on his chair, with legs crossed and waiting for his sacrificial bride. The people left the coffin there and rushed out, as soon as they were done. If they had looked into his eyes, they would have turned to stone. The Lore king came slowly to the coffin and opened it. Esmeray took in a deep breath, she was finally able to bre

“It’s always hard on the rare ones. Always has been.” The bell jangles as we step back out into the grey afternoon, into the cobbles and the cold and the two guards peeling off the wall where they’ve been glowering at the moths for the better part of an hour. Queenie pulls in a huge ragged breath of free air like a woman surfacing from deep water. “Never,” she says. “Never again. My heart cannot take it. You played dice with poison against two thousand-year-old goblins and you won and you did it for sport—”

They have no choice but to fight. “They’re too many. What are we going to do now?” Cybelle mumbled while summoning her double sword. “Angelo, stay by my side.” Angelo hummed while trembling because he never seen that kind of creature in his entire life. Goblin is an evil creature. Their appearance is almost small like dwarfs, and outright malicious, with hairy skin in green color, having sharp and long ears, big mouth and crooked sharp teeth—in short, ugly. They like to steal weapons, especially gold and jewelry, and any things that can be useful. Also, goblins like to kidnap girls as their plaything, torturing them until they die. They are more cunning than humans, but they are also a cowar

“But no babies?” “Ya’ll gotta draw by yaself fo’ dat.” Vermillion reshuffles, extending the cards to Lili first. “Umm-hmm. De empress, de queen of pentacles. Ya gonna have mo’ babies, Lili girl. Draw two mo’.” She waits as Lili complies. “Not so many as her,” she nods towards Kasey, “but dat sun an’ seven o’ pentacles means mo’ later on.” Shuffling the cards together, Vermillion extends them to Anna.

The queen smiled, obviously approving of the new look, and said: “Shieena. I called you here because a very difficult task awaits me. My people see goblins as little more than animals. I apologize for the words, but that's the way it is. I didn’t mean to address this issue so early in my reign, but given the promise to you and Nio, we are where we are. When we first met, I could see the hatred in your eyes. Both sides did unspeakable things. And the sad truth is that my ancestors started this war. There is no going around that. But after we talked and met, am I right when I think you stopped seeing me as an enemy? Maybe not a friend, but an ally?” Shieena just nodded, and the queen continued

Clad in a black tattered dress that hung loosely from her frail frame, she appeared weak and weary, her arms and legs tattooed with intricate and strange markings. Kaelric slightly tilted his head to make out her face but long tangled curls of deep brown hair formed a wild curtain that obscured her face, beckoning further curiosity. “For f-forty thousand g-gold coins.” The goblin set the price higher than other magical relics auctioned. “What?! I have seen prettier-looking women than this twig!” The Minotaur ruler spat. “Hmm, she’d make a fine slave.” Alpha Thane denoted. “Have her turn around.” Gryphon King ordered and the globin yanked on the chain around her neck, nudging her to turn. “Se