Goblin Rider Novels & Stories

Germaine could not take her eyes off the creature that stood in front of them. Zar turned to their party and began introductions. "This is Kalo." A female goblin appeared beside him. "And this is Moka. They are mated as well as the keepers of the goblin race." Germaine looked from the dwarf-like creatures and back to Zar. She did not know what to make of the situation. If Zar was a goblin, then how come he was the direct opposite of how these two looked? Questions swam in her mind, and eyes as well, because as Keratin loosened his hold around her waist to move forward and shake the goblins, Zar used that opportunity to stand beside her and whisper into her ear. "I'll explain later."

" It's off!! I'm free! " I laughed happily as the words flew from my mouth. I grab the being that was standing next to my helmet and lifted it up while doing a spin. The light that came from the tunnel where I came from, shined onto the being. I was face to face with a very confused goblin. I turn to scan the area where I found more Goblins staring back at me with small swords, spears.... bows, and arrows. ... They even had a goblin mage. " Oh... Fu**...."

Gildeon would need to be careful now. “Merely a little something to make this war,” Vergilius said, “more engaging.” Gildeon’s jaw clenched. ‘Ghulik,’ he called silently to the goblin. ‘Find a way through that mass of shrubs.’ “But... Ghulik wants to help Master fight Vampire Witch!” The goblin’s bulging crimson eyes shone with a desperate plea. ‘If things go bad inside, I need you to help kill the vampire brides. Leave no one alive.’

Roland immediately climbed the high stone watchtower, his expression hardening into cold steel. "Someone is approaching the perimeter," Roland reported sharply. Killian joined him on the high wall in an instant. A single rider was crossing the frozen, snowy plains. There was no invading army behind him. No royal escort. Just one lone man mounted on a massive, terrifying black horse. The mysterious rider stopped exactly fifty yards away from the heavy iron gates, the beast's breath pluming in the air. Then, the rider slowly dismounted. He reached up and pulled back his heavy dark hood, letting long black hair fall over a set of dark armor meticulously etched with glowing crimson runes. His ey

She was shocked that what she thought was correct, but also not really. “A goblin?” “Y-yes, I am what you humans call, goblin.” The green skinned creature with rugged clothing said. “And you talk?” “I learned the common tongue of the world, so yes.” “What are you doing here?” Yuki pressed on with her questions without lowering her weapon. “This…. THis is my home. I… We live here.” “We?” “My brethren behind me, the ones in the cave and also… These ones….” The goblin said as it looked at the corpses of its kind. “You must be a Hunter. People who kill monsters for money and fame.”

I need to be his personal healer when he will be commanding the expedition with the knights and ninja warriors. It happens every year, the army is preparing for an expedition of 3 months to the magic that is around the world. Magic's belongs to Porto, which is in the north. The north isn't owned by anyone so we can freely take it greedily, Rosla is the country where's magic is needed the most, if there isn't any magic in Rosla, the magical physician can't heal or perform treatments. "I can't be your personal healer, it should be Raphael!" I said, standing up abruptly.

My senses all in alert, I activated my Evil eyes ready for that unknown creature… the groaning intensified, the creature approached revealing its appearance… Small in size, green skin, ugly face and pointy ears… it held a handmade spear with a pointy rock at the edge… the creature reeked of bad smell and was not alone… This creature that preys on women and raids human villages without leaving a soul behind, usually lives in small groups, but when they are under stronger beast guidance… they become a threat that must be subjugated… So it was them who preyed on women of the capitol… these heinous creatures called “Cave dwellers” or more commonly…Goblins! I am surrounded by them… how many are t

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."

My long, black fingernails clicked rhythmically against the armrest of my chair. ​"Are you absolutely sure of this?" I asked, my voice low and dangerous. ​"Y-yes, Master," he rasped. ​Krug is a goblin, a hideous creature who escaped the pits of Hell just like I did. He was everything unholy, a monster that didn't belong in the world of men. He had served me for a thousand years, his only loyalty fueled by fear and his own disgusting desires.

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