Goblin's Night Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Mike asked. "Tink find dirty book," the goblin whispered. Picking it up, she opened the pages and turned it around. In stunning detail was an image of a werewolf, his monstrous member dangling between his legs as he jerked his load into the hungry mouth of a pair of women on the ground beneath him.

I gasped at the pain and marveled at him licking it afterward. "You taste lovely princess, you have permission to proceed on your journey, if you run into any other goblins, show them this and they will let you pass," he grins and kisses the bite. I pulled my shirt down and the goblin helped me to my feet. "Thank you," I grin at the ugly fucker. I chuckle and continue after the blue lights. I made it to the cottage and the lights were on glowing in the dark woods. I sneaked to the window and gasped. They had Flint hanging by his hands, his back had been flayed, deep bloody gashes covering it. Tears started to fall from my eyes. I grit my teeth and felt the black smoke winding around me and c

My shadow stirred. It rose, blacker than the abyss itself, writhing like a living thing. And when the beast roared in the distance, my shadow smiled. For the first time, so did kael. --- ☠️ End of Chapter 1.

“Orin!” I twisted sideways, spinning the frail, spindly, weight of the goblin sideways toward the puddle. I barely had a chance to glimpse the mage’s green-eyed reflection before his hands were stretching from the water. The goblin braced himself on two of his fists, stretching from the long bony arms originating from his back. Orin caught both of them and jerked them through the puddle which was rapidly expanding. As the goblin, lost his balance, I rolled from beneath him and crawled backward from the water.

My energy was draining fast, my body craving food, my mind clouding with doubt. I stumbled to a clearing when the earth beneath me rumbled. The ground cracked. Then came the Black Goblins—dozens at first, then hundreds, their black, ashy skin glowing faintly under the pale light. They hated sorcerers, always had. Unlike the White Goblins, these creatures were pure hostility. They formed a ring around me, baring teeth, hissing threats. One stepped forward—taller than the others, a crooked crown on his head. His voice slithered through the air like poison.

They were noting down something and then they moved backwards into the decontamination zone. I walked down the stairs slowly with my mentor and I held in a breath as through the glass and staff taking off their hazmat suits, I could see the contamination zone. I could see that there was row after row of cages of roaring alphas chained. I flinched with the betas with the sound increasing while Dr. Dawson stood his ground and smirked. "Those are people in cages?" I stuttered out my sentence wiping my eyes as I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

Night fell like a velvet curtain over the goblin camp. Drums thudded in the distance, signaling the beginning of Regatta’s “moonlit bridal rites.” Lights shimmered between the trees in colors unnatural and swirling. Goblins were everywhere, dancing, drinking, chanting. A haze of perfumed fog covered the camp. Aeron and Brim crept toward the horse pens, the shadows curling around them like cloaks. Goblin guards were too busy celebrating to notice two wolves sneaking past their perimeter. Meanwhile, Caelum slinked toward Regatta’s tent.

The ground trembles beneath their feet as the chapter comes to a conclusion, the maze changes once more, and a terrifying creature that was created from the exact shadows they have been fighting appears out of the shadows to obstruct their way. A Dangerous Conclusion The shadows move again as they reorganize, giving the impression that the labyrinth knows they passed the initial exam. The ground beneath them starts to change, and the air gets colder. A thunderous rumble reverberates throughout the maze. The case is still pending. Even though the shadows may have been lessened, Gemini and her group are still in danger. The ground trembles beneath their feet as the chapter comes to a conclusio

Chapter 41: The First Night The fire in the stone hearth crackled with a mocking warmth. It cast long and dancing shadows against the walls where the severed heads of beasts stared down at me with glass eyes. I sat in the heavy velvet armchair facing the door. My knuckles were white where I gripped the iron fire poker.

I fall hard onto the dirty tile of the laundromat, and the man drags me across the floor. Screaming in protest, I twist around and try to hit him with an energy ball. As soon as the magic glows around my fingers, the man jerks me hard and my head falls back, hitting the tile. Pain radiates through me, causing my vision to black out for a few seconds. The man drags me through the double doors and into the hallway, where the creature is waiting. It stands before me and opens its mouth. I close my eyes, bracing for the pain. Something crashes into the creature, sending it flying down the hall. I clamber up, ankle burning from where the man scratched me, and blink, hardly able to see through the