Goblin Slayer Novels & Stories

“Do you ever feel like someone’s watching you?” Annie immediately looked alarmed. “That sounds serial-killer-ish.” “Forget it,” Lewis said tiredly. “No seriously, are you okay?” He almost answered honestly, but how exactly was he supposed to explain Derek Stygian to normal people? Yes, there’s a dangerous wealthy man with emotional instability, illegal businesses, and beautiful eyes secretly following me around while also ruining and improving my life simultaneously. No. Absolutely not. “I’m fine.” Annie clearly did not believe him, but before she could question further, another ambulance arrived carrying two more children.

As we walked further ahead, we arrived at their home. Many of the houses the serpent clan had left behind had been blown down by sandstorms, leaving only a few broken-down structures. In one courtyard, an old beastman with a broken leg was dragging himself around, stirring something in a pot. Nearby came the sharp, abusive voice of a beastwoman—the same withered one from before. The old beastman seemed fed up with listening to her. He grabbed a fire poker and swung it at her, and she fought back just as fiercely.

The soil was soaked with blood; it spread out from the battlefield, blackening the little moor. The colorful mist of spells raged on. The woman in a tunic and coat clothing split across the battleground in a burst of inhuman speed, her pale blonde hair swooshing across her face as she slashed through them with her sword. She threw a look over her shoulder, and that’s when the other goblin saw her face—her face—staring back at them. The face that keeps the ancient vampire awake. Everyone stopped. Frozen in time. The goblins' minds were no longer theirs. Someone more powerful than their leader was invading their senses and minds. Making fun out of them. Seizing their soul. Settling it back to

I found out she ran away and joined some gang people, the stingers. The stingers was known as a gang who hated the Mafia but on a deeper level, they worked for us. So I went to the concerning Reina. Reina was trained by them and once it was time, she will come to fight me but of course, her weak self will making me take advantage.

Just then, I felt a presence, an all too familiar presence, but all efforts to open my eyes and see who it was were almost impossible. I could make out his physique through my slit gaze: he was tall and well-toned. Under the moonlight, he appeared to be glittering like a light in the night. He was surrounded by a pack of wolves, each one extremely large and strong. An elite werewolf combat team. The slavers must have realized it, as one of them peed in his pants while in his battle stance position, extremely terrified. If my life wasn't also in danger, I reckoned I would've laughed so hard.

'' ''simple I trade your life and the rest of the vampires and werewolves to raise every single goblin '' '' you bastard!!'' ''hush drac cause you'll need all your strength'' Drac and his guards try to attack but Goblin suddenly uses his lightning to take them down, they were being electrocuted badly. he smirks as he watches them ''this is too easy, I have more magic and power than any creature, this is just the beginning''

“You might be able to fool others, but I am not someone that is that gullible. One ability that Dragon Shifters have is that we are excellent lie detectors. We can smell a lie. Not to mention I can hear your heart beating rapidly. I can tell you are afraid but trust me I am the only one you will never have to fear.” Oddly enough, I believed his words about not fearing him, but that was easier said than done. I still didn’t believe he was a Dragon because the concept alone was too preposterous. The fact that he stared at me with frigid eyes also made me believe that I wasn’t safe with him either. “I am warning you, don’t come near me!” I shouted as I took a few steps back, trying to think of

Siku requested once inside what was left of the Castle still standing. "He is too powerful to be defeated like that," said the redcap goblin. "The griffin is a powerful creature and the creature's blood runs through his veins. He is not ordinary," the redcap goblin added. "I would not be able to attack him directly, he would eliminate me but I have a plan provided you can get me what I need," the redcap goblin said. The goblin got closer and said, "I can make him fight himself but I will require something of you if only you can do it," he said.

Grabbing one of the goblins swords with his left hand he attacks the other one slicing through its chest, he pulls the sword that he is still grabbing towards him and brings his sword around to finish the other one off. Fenrir winces in pain due to his hand being cut by the sword but the pain soon subsides. 'There is no time to waste. I need to catch up to them and save Luna.' .... Gabriel has managed to kill the surrounding goblins around Skoll. The goblins start to make their retreat but Gabriel notices that Mortas and Elenor are still fighting the wyvern. "Skoll, we need to find Fenrir and Luna. Have you seen where they went?"

"The knights estimate that the army of goblins numbers in the thousands. I was told that these goblin species can construct weapons and armour out of their blood. As a result, even long-range weapons should be expected." "We will undoubtedly run into the Goblin Champion after dealing with the goblin armies. It should typically be an A-rank monster of the middle tier. But we should be ready to battle a peak tier one instead, so we should prepare for the worst." "I had no idea you talked so much, Sia. You didn't even chat with us that much during the academy." Elia smiled. "Focus!" "Roger!" Elia snorted. And all Eliza could do was smile.