Goblin Universe Novels & Stories

“ We are sorry master but we won’t release him. He has been interacting with another world where goblins reside… those filthy creature are … ” Hayden interrupted Neil as soon as he hears the word “ Goblins ” “ How do you mean? Goblins live in the other world ? ” “ Yes they do. Those dirty creatures won’t he allowed in double world. They are as dangerous as they are ugly. Even if … ” “ Enough! ” Hayden yell to Neil’s surprise. “ Do not speak ill of the Goblins and I shall need to see my father ” Hayden stunned Neil and his two men by his words of defense towards the Goblins. He look extremely angry and murderous that Neil quickly make way for him to pass when he demanded to see his father.

“That choice lies with your ruler. I was taking the blade back to him – to all of you – so that it may be placed with Volnar Nev’s remains as is your custom.” The bull-like head leaned closer, looming over Andric ominously. “You know much about our culture, Grenyaar. Again I ask, why do you seek us out?” “An alliance, as I said. It may not be apparent in your lands as yet, but war is coming. The Goblins have organized and have been raiding villages in our land. We believe there is Dark Magic behind it, for they have allied themselves with magic users not of the Na’Himara. In time it is likely that they will seek to augment their forces with other races, those who are actively hostile to the

Their intel indicated that the goblin rebels were holed up in one of the abandon mountains in the agricultural district of the Underland. Although Damon was of the mind that every corner of their limited space underground should be utilized to its maximum potential, there was still much to do in his lands to make that possible.

I could feel the gazes shifting between Eden and me, and I cleared my throat before pinning my hard glare on Grace to proceed. “What is she?” Chase asked with furrowed brows too, confusion bold and evident on his face. “She is a Giborim!” That explained everything! Confusion settled into the room with a haunting stance, and I shifted in my seat. “What the hell is that?” Venice asked with eyes wide. “A Giborim is a species born of two different beings! One is definitely human, and the other is a celestial being. Far greater than supernaturals and shapeshifters.”

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."

“Sera, look at this.” “This is bad. We should contact the commander.” She noticed that one of the goblins had a slightly bluish skin and a small horn on their head. It was a stronger species, an evolved goblin called a hobgoblin. Newbies can handle a single hoblin but a horde would be fatal. Team Alpha recovered enough to move. Sera and Sven were about to inform them to retreat when the earth rumbled violently.

Again, the two boys were clueless and Evie sighed. “In all worlds, all existences are under heaven. All creatures— whether beasts or other nonhuman forms are called elementals. Each of them represented fire, water, wind, earth, light, and darkness. Those things you saw are creatures of darkness. They are called shadow lurkers, and they are very troublesome because they are parasitic.” “So, it’s a type of monster,” James prompted, and Evie nodded.

The tension I had singlehandedly created. An instant burst of cold air caught hold of my clothes and started swinging it wildly. Living in Durban, one had to be accustomed to the ridiculous temperatures. We experienced symptoms of all four seasons in just one day. The sun shone but the blistering wind made it cold as hell. Hugging myself, I trudged forward. About a minute later I found myself looking at an old brown flat with black tinted windows and white windowpanes. My home. A dead pot plant lay on one of the panes and an orange cat, unoriginally named Tabby, slept soundly on another. The building went up six stories and seemed to be touching the sky. It also looked like it could crumble

This made him reach the high level easily. Now, he needed some energy to level up. Kobolds wasn't enough, he also needed a goblin here or the other monsters. He needs the soul of orcs and kobolds to reach the evolution requirements. He was quite surprised by the numbers of kobolds. He estimated that their total number was above two hundred. This number surprised him. This exceeded the number of what a low-level dungeon could hold. But what surprised him most were the goblins. The number of goblins exceeded the number of kobolds. As expected of a goblin, their fertility rate was higher than any ordinary monster. The only problem was that it wasn't that of a great fighter.

“Excuse me…hello? Can someone explain why there’s a green short ogre in the room?” The goblin stopped and looked at Celeste. “Ogre?” He practically yelled. “Who're you calling short?” I sat up straight with a faint smile. “He’s a goblin. And my loyal servant.” Celeste gazed wide-eyed between the two of us. “A what?” “Goblin,” I completed. “They exist?” she asked, shocked. “Since forever,” the goblin answered. Her fingers dug into the blankets. “And you’re just…fine with this?”