Goblin Queen's Journey Deck Novels & Stories

Ancanta's wide eyes were full of innocence and compassion as she glanced at the old woman. "It is stated that if goblins can eat a hundred hearts donated by individuals who have been helped by goblins, then goblins will be released." When she observed the terror, Ancanta's expression was filled with fear. The elderly woman's eyes narrowed "In fact, there is another elf legend, if later the goblin's bride can..."

A white wolf now tattoed onto my palm. Imelda reached forward, gripping my knife in her hand before slowing her palm. She tilted her hand over the goblet, the blood dripping in and making a hissing sound as it made contact with the smooth gold and began bubbling. “I Imelda Kolgrim, Queen of Godric. Accept our deal." A blue flame erupted from the goblet. My palm burned again; I watched as a blue flame consumed the wolf, and then they both vanished from my skin. I looked up at her, slightly confused—a wide grin on her face.

“Can we trust you?” “Even if you don’t, I will do my part as long as you also do yours. That, is what a deal is.” “... Then,” the goblin slowly reached for Matthew’s hand, “it’s a deal.” Both of them shook their hands firmly. “What’s your name?” Matthew asked. “Gon.” “Matthew, let’s work this out.” “Alright.” The quest to eliminate the goblins threatening the village people had taken a 180 turn. Matthew now has an objective to defeat the demon that was preventing the goblins from going to their actual destination.

A red hourglass. “Romera!” The voice of Gardax comes through her mind and she looks back at him with the captain by his side. The others are behind them as well in the shape of Garth and Lard. “We will take it from here…” The deckhand’s voice trails off. The goblin tries to get free which makes the navigator mad. Instead of snapping and smashing his head into the ground, she instead uses her hand and one of her extra limbs to swing him over to the others, rolling him over and placing him at the mercy of her crew. Garth is the first one that springs into action. Before the creature could even think about rushing away once more, he ties him up with a black rope. The large mind ties the small b

"Yes she was powerful ,but she made a spell in the book which only Akila has entitled to do , and it drained life out of her , leaving the book cursed , Akila was devastated not only was peace and harmony gone ,but she couldn't control her own book anymore , everyone separated and became enemies ,the vampires went their own way ,the werewolves ,the elfs and even the fairies ,the underworld was in chaos ,the queen left with her twins and followers to earth the human world ,she told us to come along but we refused ,it was our fault and we needed recify our mistakes ,she left for earth with her children and people ,the rest who stayed help us build a territory for our selves ,we had encountered

Mathew made all four of us swear that we will protect Sabine and not tell a single soul that she is not ours. ***END OF FLASHBACK I wiped my tears and returned to my cards. I took a seat and turn, the next two. My eyebrows furrow when I see The Queen of wands facing the emperor. It's tall and slender. She has dark skin and dark eyes. The woman it’s close to Kade, like she is his lover or tries to be, but as far as I know, Kade is single. And then there is the second card which also represents a female: the Queen of cups. This time the card is facing down which means she is his enemy and I wonder for the second time who this woman could be. The Queen of cups is short and chubby, and has reven

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

Zayla tried to count the sigils, but they flitted and rearranged every time she blinked, a chaotic swarm that blurred her vision and made her wonder if they would all be consumed one by one until nothing remained but tales etched into the stone. A dais, rimmed in gleaming, hammered silver, loomed at the far end. Dominating it all was the Queen’s sigil—the ouroboros—hovering above an offering bowl so deep it seemed to plunge into the unknown. Surrounding them were relics of power—a crown, a shattered blade, a curl of scales that glimmered in black and iridescent hues. Each item seemed to demand them, a sense of inevitable expectation hanging heavy in the air. Ari’s growl vibrated through Zayl

~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.

Julie continued. "Queens," Doreen said in all seriousness. They laughed. Realizing that she kept glaring at them, they stopped. "The Greyson Queens are more powerful than you could ever imagine. But I can help. I know how to infiltrate the pack." "What pack?" July looked confused, gazing at her sisters. "You will see," Doreen answered cryptically. "How much?" Always worried about payback, they had to ask what it would cost them. "I will do it for free if you kill the babes," Doreen said without any hesitation.