Goblin Stone Novels & Stories

His naughty finger intruded the treasure trove, and Gristel quivered and bit on his ear. "Ouch." He shouted, grabbing the ear, and murmured in sudden realization, "Fuck! I am also an elf?" Gristel covered her mouth and giggled, "Ah no, your highness! You are a Goblin." "Ah! Goblin!" He shrieked. Goblin, in the mythology of earth, is a hideous-looking, greedy, vicious humanoid creature. He checked his arms and muttered, "They are not green. Why? Whatever, it's just a dream."

There were goblins, the creatures with green wrinkled skin, pointed ears, and their pointed teeth where their saliva is already dripping. From the rocky side of the field, Golems were given a life. Their bodies were made of massive rocks from the filled, and they were few meters high as they stood. They stomp their stone feet making the entire ground shake. Once again, the hole emits black smoke and a humanoid figure was materialized into the miasmatic air. They have a physique similar to humans, but they can't stand properly for their spine were exposed at their backs. Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh.

He fought the overpowering urge to summon his dragon and hail down fire and brimstone upon Lord Orc and his kind, destroying every single one of them savages. “Good d-day, my dist-tinguis-shed k-kings.” The globin welcomed, sauntering to the front of the cave, his eyes round with mischief. “Today-y, we h-have some rare, m-magical relics for the p-possessions of kings.” A boisterous cheer and applause resounded and the goblin giggled, his head stiff to his neck. “B-bring in the first item-m.” He waved over a younger globin who wheeled in a double-edged silver sword.

voices spoke from behind the rocks. Sweat formed on Lily's forehead, and her heart started beating irregularly. Before she could react and hide from the mysterious voices, two goblins jumped in her direction. They were hideously ugly, with broad noses, flat faces, pointed ears, and wide mouths filled with small but sharp fangs. Their skin ranged from deep red to shades of orange and yellow, with members of the same tribe sharing similar skin colors. The two goblins salivated excessively. "D- Delicious meat, stop! We just want to be friends with you," one of the goblins with a shorter height said, attempting to negotiate.

I yelled in her face. She shrieked backwards and hid her face from me, her head dropping low. I stared at the broken pieces of the Gob Stone on the floor in disbelief, “It was Blaine, wasn’t it?” I muttered quietly at first. It all made a whole lot of sense now. This was why Lacy always had her hands in her pocket when talking to me. The Gob Stone was a rare and strange mineral which had the ability to harm wolves, especially alphas. It was used back in the olden days by the humans to fish out and subdue alphas.

The door swung open, revealing a small room filled with dust and light. In the center of the room, sitting on a stone pedestal, were three glowing blue stones. They pulsed with a soft light that matched the color of Raven’s ice magic. "The Star-Stones," Raven whispered. She reached out to take them. But before her hand touched the stone, the ground shook. A low growl echoed from the shadows. Out of the dark came a Guardian—a stone golem brought to life by ancient spells. It was seven feet tall, made of river rock and moss, with eyes that glowed a dull red.

“Well… I mean… people talk.” Paulo didn’t respond. Lewis crosses his arms defensively. “I swear, I didn’t know it was him.” Before Paulo could reply, another man walks in and stops at the doorway. He was wearing a plain black shirt and moves with quiet confidence. “Paulo,” the man said. Paulo turns toward him. “What?” “Madam Stygian is awake,” the man answered. Paulo’s expression changes slightly. “That's good news,” he said to the man.

My foot I say to all those foolish uncultured creatures. But back to the plan... I know exactly what I'm going to do, little miss perfect aren't going to be so perfect after I'm done with her. She will be equivalent to Lilly's disfigured paintings. With a dark grin spreading on her lips, one similar to the grin the devil himself would be spotted in. The chills that run down one's spine after witnessing it would certainly crawl down your spine like a lone drop of water running down one's exposed back. •●•

Germaine could not take her eyes off the creature that stood in front of them. Zar turned to their party and began introductions. "This is Kalo." A female goblin appeared beside him. "And this is Moka. They are mated as well as the keepers of the goblin race." Germaine looked from the dwarf-like creatures and back to Zar. She did not know what to make of the situation. If Zar was a goblin, then how come he was the direct opposite of how these two looked? Questions swam in her mind, and eyes as well, because as Keratin loosened his hold around her waist to move forward and shake the goblins, Zar used that opportunity to stand beside her and whisper into her ear. "I'll explain later."

Gardax says. Garth steps ever so close to the looming victim. His eyes look up and he sees the hanging goblin with nothing by fear in his eyes. “Do your worst, cunt.” The goblin spits at the man as he walks in range but he doesn’t even more and instead draws his knife. A weapon of choice that has no blade but instead a hand with two runes on each side. Ones that have a circle and three pillars that has been modified in their design. Of course, this is the same rune that is most commonly used for anything involving time and space. Also, the rune provides the most risk factor in the formula. The arcane power ignites into a beaming knife-sized blade.