Goblin Slayer Mc Novels & Stories

"The massacre that obliterated the entire village of Faerystone. The perpetrator is the serial killer known as Rime Slayer, classified by Airburst as a Queen-level criminal. As the rescue team shattered through the icy glass panes in search of survivors, they were met with a grim tableau of despair. The village inhabitants lay dead, their bodies marked with massive lacerations. Upon closer examination, the wounds revealed traces of crimson ice formed from congealed blood..." As the commentator introduced the start of the sparring match, the competition was now underway. People were eagerly anticipating the clash between the top blademaster prodigies, having caught a glimpse of their skills i

This goblin inhabits ruined castles along the Anglo-Scottish border, especially those that were the scenes of tyranny or wicked deeds and is known for soaking his cap in the blood of his victims. Siku found this creature when she ran away from the palace to escape Ragnor's wrath. She stumbles across this ruined castle which became a place to hide for a while. Her soul was evil after all and this creature is a sucker for evil. Siku had returned to the castle to seek the globin's help to take revenge on Ragnor. She knew her power was no match but maybe with the help of the globin, she would end Ragnor. "He destroyed me. I want to destroy him too," Siku requested once inside what was left of th

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.

“Gabi? Hon?” It was all coming back to her now: being grabbed from behind, lifted clear off her feet. Trying to loosen the arm around her throat that was squeezing all her breath out of her body. The foul whispers in her ear, telling her what The Fallen Angels were going to do to her before they finally took pity on her, and killed her slowly. As soon as she heard the name of the MC, she knew that she was in even more trouble than she’d first thought. The kind of trouble that she was now positive only one man could help her with.

Darius nodded his head and smiled. After the party, the inner cabal which consisted of I and Darius alongside Yagami and Gord got together and carefully planned the Campaign. I was to lead a battalion of five hundred warriors. Darius gave me specific information, he said, "the leader of the Goblins is an animal, stay behind your troops, and in case of anything retreat immediately." I understood his commands quite well, the Goblins were not the best when it came to women, they were known to rape a woman till they are satisfied and then eat her.

“Go on.” “There is a plantation there but its just a front…” The goblin lets out a cough from his lungs. A huff that would have spewed blood if the wounds on his body were still present on his form. His own body betrays him and acts like it still has those wounds even though there isn’t any physical evidence of such. The spell that Garth uses is one that is implemented in the body but never restores the mind from past experiences. In essence, even though there is no wounds on his small body, he still felt the phantom pains that those engravings once created. Garth’s large hand slips grips the creature's throat nice and hard. The sensation of the leather gloves that he wore reaps through the

He licked her neck, swirling his tongue on the punctured holes as she shivered. Immediately after the blood bound and marking, Nadazhda was introduced to many alphas and lords under Zaccheus's rulings. Mermaids, goblins, elves, fairies, and so others were presented. The goblins lord was a stout man, and his cloak was gold. All his fingers were covered with gold rings as his eyes shone, and continued to lick it with greediness. She was told that goblins are slaves to treasure, especially gold. They could do anything for a gold coin.

Gypsy whispered my name and it was all I needed to act. With a roar, I launched myself into the tiny, cramped space of the van. My hand curled into Melanie’s hair, dragging her back. The knife in her hand clattered to the ground as I tossed her behind me. I knew the Sons wouldn’t let her go. They would hold her until I could deal. On my hands and knees, I climbed towards Gypsy. The closer I got, the worse her injuries seemed. “Fuck,” Monster spoke from behind me, his usually cold eyes appraising the situation with horror. “Fuck.”

The Mc: He is zombified meaning he is not a human, he's almost like a vampire but not, he needs to drink human blood to survive and if goes too hungry he must eat human flesh(don't worry that's gonna happen to the mc). But because of who he really is he will gain another power this one being permanent as he gets to keep it, its power from his real life, and slowly more and more will show themselves as the Arcs pass. *Check author thoughts for important announcement*

The Kuma-wani water dragon hunched over Griffin’s body, wary as any predator. The relentless winds swept the land and sometimes howled like angry spirits. They were enough to send frightened children under their blankets and push ordinary trekkers to the ground. But Temujin wasn’t ordinary. He was a Slayer.