Goblin Rider Novels & Stories

Blood flecked it's thin lips, but Bailey only shook it. "How dare you." She hissed. "How dare you touch what is mine." Blisters rose on the Goblin's gray leathery skin, "I don't know who this Arawn is, but here's a message for your 'Lord', if he seeks to harm what is mine, I will raze his flesh from his bones and piss in his ashes." Bailey flung the goblin and it smacked against a tree. It pulled itself up, it's mangled face a mask of terror before it loped off into the darkness. Bailey turned to Tobin, on the ground and unnaturally still. Dark stains married his pale skin and his leg was at an odd angle. Bailey still shone with the light of the sun, her Magick whipping around her in deadly

Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself. "You can't exactly judge," I replied as I pointed to the guy. "He was part of Moon Shadow prior to their downfall. He just hasn't been fully accepted into the pack," Luca said. I could see his fists clenched at his side and I could hear the way in which he was controlling his breathing which only served to make me smile to myself.

It was his father. Speechless, Randey watched helplessly as the Goblins gained on the riders. He hadn’t realized the creatures had such inhuman speed. They were able to form a circle around the Grenyaar, who were forced to rein in their mounts. The well-trained war horses lashed out with their hooves as the Goblins closed in, injuring many and killing a few. The Knights swung their swords with deadly accuracy whenever Goblins drew close enough, but their numbers were too many. Even the Black Knights’ skills could not counter the sheer numbers as the Goblins climbed over their fallen comrades to reach the riders.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

With P26 on my hand I walking towards the battle with a steady pace, as I was about 20 meter from them, the goblins finally noticed me. "GIIIGGGIIIIIGAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!..".(Goblins) Like an animal, all the green-skinned goblins start to shouts and screams at each other, as they were beckoning one and another that I was closing in on them. "[Identify]..". Name: Bar Gender: Male Age: 56 Race: Goblin (River tribe Pure Blooded) Status Physical: 1.0 Intellect: 3.6 Reflex: 1.3 Charm: -0.5

Pollux then looks to the ground, "I think she needs someone willing to put up with... this side of her. The guy she's into right now? They've known each other forever but she's like a wholly different person with him." Pollux puts a hand to his chin, "But I guess that's not entirely a bad thing, I just don't know if he's ever seen her when she's being a total mess. Also, the guy she likes? He's like, the perfect human being, it's almost annoying. If I get a brother-in-law, I'd want him to be someone I could vibe with y'know? Guy's the perfect dude but he's so hard to talk to! Also, did I mention he likes her back? It's insane. Human-robot falls in love with unhinged barbarian, they make an o

I thought werewolves can run faster than horses? The horse ride only took minutes. It led us to a small wooden cabin standing beside a huge rock. Alarick looks like he’s in a rush that when he gets off the horse, he doesn’t seem to notice my presence. I just follow his lead. I think this is the best time for me to just shut up. “Just in time,” a woman said right after I stepped inside the cabin. I inspect the woman. She has a hideous expression. Her hair looks greasy, but her eyes are sanguine, like snakes.

Surely, they were well over a thousand men waiting down there. “Ryder might be just one person, but this is the year of Osyron, and I am not taking any chances.” she said with an even voice. “Besides he is Ryder of Astaroth, has that not sunk into your understanding yet? What he is capable of doing?” “I am aware of what the Axeris can do.” the wizard replied in anger, he gripped his staff tightly, causing the red jewel to glow. “He is no different from his predecessors.”

Every instinct inside me screamed. It moved impossibly fast. Kael shoved me aside just as the creature lunged, a blade of black energy slashing through the space where my throat had been seconds earlier. I hit the ground hard, pain exploding through my shoulder. Kael drew a dagger from beneath his cloak, meeting the creature head-on. Steel clashed against shadow. The sound rang through the forest. “What is that thing?!” I shouted. Kael ducked another strike. “A Hollow.” “A what?!” “They hunt Guardians.”

Stay low, stay hidden. Outside, the night erupted in gunfire and inhuman roars. Through the smoke and flickering light of spreading flames, I could see crimson and black shapes moving through our compound like deadly shadows. The Crimson Howlers had come calling, and they hadn't bothered with pleasantries. "Ghost!" Sable's voice cracked across the chaos as she rolled through the side door, assault rifle in her hands and blood streaming from a cut on her forehead. "They hit us from three sides. Jack's pinned down in the main building."