Goblin Rider Novels & Stories

“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.

When they passed next to a forest, Rhobart suddenly said, “I just remembered a shortcut to the Hammer Clan. By late afternoon tomorrow, we will be reunited with the others.” “You do know shortcuts are often dangerous,” Ayla commented. “Not as dangerous as your tea.” Ayla glared at him, and he cleared his throat. “See those mountains?” he asked while pointing at the horizon. “There is a path between them. Normally it is not dangerous, but sometimes goblins will try to attack travelers who are foolish enough to get close to their cave.” Goblins were small humanoid creatures with green, leathery skin that offered some protection against the weather and weapons. They were very agile and preferre

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."

His legs buckled. My breath caught. Gigi’s body stilled. A loud, rumbling, earth-shattering roar ripped from her throat, followed by a surge of golden-blue light. The air sizzled. The temperature spiked. The warriors around her staggered back. Their bodies seized with sudden confusion. Then panic. And screams. Piercing, agonized screams filled the forest. One of the wolves ignited. His fur burst into flames. Fire ripped across his body, consuming him like he was nothing but dry kindling. He convulsed, writhing, twisting, dropping, flailing in the snow, trying desperately to put himself out.

the figure spoke with distaste “Once again who are you, what do you want? And who is this Jhin you’re looking for?” Marcel asked him again “So you’re telling me you don’t know your own name?" the figure replied The unknown man stepped forward and Marcel saw that what the man looked like. Well calling him a man was an understatement seeing as he was just the same age as him wearing a black hoodie zipped up to his neck with the hood on his face, he was wearing some expensive looking pants with black boots on his feet. Marcel looked at the part of his face that was visible before the stranger pulled the hood down and it was shocking because his face was littered with scars from his forehead do

The instant it did, the forest lid up with another dozen motorcycles, roaring to life. The Wolf Riders! They circled the Black Skull Riders, hollering and laughing, before breaking into formation and heading back to the main road. Screaming woes and curses, Viper ordered his men to follow us as their bikes roared to life and tried to catch up... “I can’t believe he fell for that!” Knives grinned, way too happy about being shot at than any normal man would! I didn’t reply but grinned as well, as he hollered a “hoo-yah!” and took the lead as we sped down the road. As it would turn out, leaving Bunny with too much time on his hands and with money from his stepdad was a deadly combination. Appar

I would've smiled if fear hadn't gripped my heart, threatening to still the pounding thuds hammering in my ears. Henchmen was the Scorcher's name for the law enforcers that patrolled the perimeter of the walled Cities. Each town had their own legion and the scorchers hated them all, almost as much as the henchmen hated them.

I will know my true bride the second I see her. There are four dragons remaining and twenty-five years separates each bride claiming. The village has grown since my last quest for a bride. I swoop down low and watch gleefully as the villagers cower in fear. My brides stand shivering as I make another pass expecting to zero in on one blessed bride. It's strange that I have not singled her out yet. Suddenly, I feel a jolt to my right leg. I can't see the goliath appendage beneath me, but I feel a sudden downward tug. A flash of billowing white swings up from a rope that must be attached to my foot. I'm so surprised that I don't react.

Did William already notify them so we could enter with ease? "What is that truck for?" the goblin asked. "I bought necessities for goblins and lycans." I said it with my gentlest smile. "My gift for all of you." I gestured my hand to the human driver and helper that I hired to make them open the wing van of the truck. "There is nothing dangerous there. Feel free to check." The goblins inspected the truck for a moment before approaching us again. "We checked the items. One of our comrades will drive the truck in. Wait here while we offload the items."

"Well Justin has been trying to be available for me when I needed him. He's been sweet, caring…." Nala's voice fading in Austin's head as he noticed something coming towards them and fast. It felt like a fog moulded up, but was it an animal? Austin couldn't fathom that fact, he squinted his eyes, trying to focus his gaze and get a good look at it. He could swear it was an animal running towards them, but it just changed form. He looked and felt it's emotion with every minute it got closer to them, it oozed anger and anger again. His attention was clearly far from what Nala was saying and shortly, Nala noticed that. She tried to call his attention, she called his name several times but he did