Goblin Slayer Harem Novels & Stories

he said emphatically. Then unexpectedly, the huge shadow and black barrier started to wiggle and move. To slither towards them. It was not a column that had fallen. It had come to life. And it was now poised to swoop down on Diana's entourage. Meanwhile, Knight Leo vampire knights and Aya's witches were frantically fighting with the Goblin who was waiting at the entrance to the Gathering Hall. It was a bloody battle. With its hammering power, the battering ram was starting to bring the magically gilded door crashing down around it. Using large rocks, the vampire knights were tearing down the dark barrier that stood between them and the entrance to the underground. Meanwhile, archers and slin

We all stood in a large circle with Crimson in the middle with a small table which only held a medium sized bowl and a small dagger. One by one, starting with herself, Crimson slices the hands of each of my lovers as I stand and watch as each of their blood drips into the bowl. I watch as she stirs their blood together with the dagger, chanting as she goes before leaving it to soak for a few minutes. "Are you ready, Kitten?" she asks, coming towards me with the bowl in her hands.

He walked off to the bedroom, leaving her standing there with his release dripping down her thigh. Sora Robbins, twenty-eight years old, stared at her reflection in the hallway mirror. The woman looking back at her had beautiful dark hair, full lips, and soft, generous curves that men on the internet called “goddess-like.” But in her real life, those same curves were weapons used against her. She didn’t know how much longer she could survive this. --- The next morning at Blackwood Corporation, Sora tried to bury herself in work. As a senior assistant in the marketing department, she was good at her job — organized, quiet, and reliable. But today her mind kept drifting.

On a rugged hilltop clearing above the town of Bheketha, Anaria's ordeal was just beginning. The 18-year-old Imperium girl now sat atop a rebel gladiator, one of four men to whom Gorlann, the rebel leader, had given her. They had been gang-raping her without mercy. Now, although she had satisfied one gladiator and one of the Xokothi slaves, there was still one gladiator and one slave left to satisfy.

Laying in the middle of three beautiful women, Rex still had to punch himself sometimes to ensure he was not dreaming, ‘How lucky am I?’ ‘All hail lord harem prince,’ Fafnir growled, his voice full of sarcasm, ‘This has to be the first time I have heard of an amonthrul having a romantic attachment.’ ‘This is also the first time you’ve heard of four being part of the bond too,’ Rex said with a smile, ‘This is just an added bonus.’

The offer of money for payment to pose as his girlfriend—with the possibility of doing what girlfriends and boyfriends do behind a closed door and most of all, the possibility of a marriage contract should they had to—was like a splash of cold water to the face. And that was the reason behind the exorbitant fee he was offering me. That wasn’t even the end of it. The fees mentioned were just for the girlfriend job. There’s going to be a million US dollars for the marriage contact, subject to change depending on what difficulties we might find hard to work out if we do get married. “You are not being paid to prostitute yourself, Gia,” he said last night in a somber tone, though it still had me

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

Leon is at Talvin's side with the assistance of Theo, pulling him from the ground. Lawler and Sabastian both take his father's arm and toss him into a cell in the dungeon before returning to me. "Well, tonight is a bust," Lawler announces, looking around. "Do you think so?" I ask, looking around at the fallen tables, flipped chairs, and fallen twinkling lights. "How could we salvage this?" Lawler asks sadly. "Like this." I step forward and lift my arms, muttering a spell. At first, it is slow-moving, using only my energy until Harmony joins me, followed by Layla. As we work, more witches volunteer to help and join us in fixing everything from the night. "One last thing." Harmony states, movi

I wasn’t going to let this continue. It was time to end this. Or so I thought.. I looked around and saw as the servants each fought two or three goblins. All of them are heavily injured too. Even more so than Fenrir. Each goblin has different types of weapons. Axes, spears, or a simple knife or dagger. But their moves and skills aren’t that simple. It wasn’t messy as anyone would expect it to be. One goblin carefully sneaked behind a servant’s back, and I immediately waved my hand to blast off some small shot pheromones. The servant gasped but looked at me with gratitude as he continued to slit two of the goblins’ throats in front of him.

“You’re stronger than you think. The Goddess wouldn’t have chosen you if you weren’t.” Sabrina laughed bitterly. “The Goddess. Right. Because the Goddess definitely wants me to sentence men to a life of competition and jealousy.” Riley’s hand found hers, warm and steady. “The Harem isn’t just about breeding, Sabrina. It’s about balance. About creating a council of men who will support you, protect you.” “By killing each other?” “By finding their place in your life.” He squeezed her hand. “Not everyone sees it as a death sentence.”