Goblin Wife Novels & Stories

Ancanta's wide eyes were full of innocence and compassion as she glanced at the old woman. "It is stated that if goblins can eat a hundred hearts donated by individuals who have been helped by goblins, then goblins will be released." When she observed the terror, Ancanta's expression was filled with fear. The elderly woman's eyes narrowed "In fact, there is another elf legend, if later the goblin's bride can..."

His a huge man with a bulky body structure and quite too young for his age. I fixed my gaze at the ground as we reached the dinner table. I lifted my head and spotted a middle aged lady arranging plates on the table which I assumed to be his wife. I could scent she’s also a wolf. “You came back on time hunny”. The lady said as she approached Gavin and gave him a peek on the lips while wrapping her hand around his neck. Gavin released me from his arm and wrapped his hand around his wife, he pressed her body against his bulky chest as he stared into her beautiful silver eyes.

He was badly disproportioned. "A wand! Tania!" The goblin garbled the words. There was a large tear about to fall from the rolling eyes. Vino touched the head of the goblin. "His wife and children are taken hostage by Tania," Vino muttered angrily. "We must save his wife and children," Brie cried. She wiped her eyes surreptitiously. "Yes, Grandma. This goblin is in a tight situation." Ivana examined his wounds. They were invisible to the naked eye.

I of course equipped the [Goblin familiar] squad and took as much as I could of weapons and gears leaving the gold and artifact to after I clean up these caves of the goblins completely And during that time… I heard the sounds of the whispers once again… those sounds that called for the victims… Now that I am close to its source I can clearly say that it’s a very mental type of magic… just what kind of creature is inside there? Able to attract victims’ trough that creepy whispering… Speaking of victims… human girls and women started entering the cave and heading toward its source at the depths of the cave… girls of young age to adult woman… they were all walking toward the source of the soun

She was anxiously rubbing her palms and sobbing here and there, making me worry for her. The older people approached me and scanned me from head to toe. It was an old man and an old woman. They were probably around eighty years old. "So you are Princess Genevieve Swan," the old woman wrinkled her nose in disgust, almost immediately taking me off guard. She didn't even try to hide her disdain towards my existence, and that shocked me so much. "Yes, I am, and who might you be?" I asked. "I am Aubry," the girl spoke first, and before I could comment on her name to relax her, she added, "I am Wolvin’s wife and chosen mate."

Victoria glared at Caroline, her grip on Caroline's hair tightening. Caroline was feeling unwell, which was why she wanted to rest for a bit. From morning until night, she was constantly ordered to do house chores like a servant. Her husband, Johan, allowed her to be treated this way and tormented in this house. Johan didn’t care about her. His attitude was nothing like it had been early in their marriage. They had been married for three years, and initially, Johan often defended and protected her. However, over time, his concern for her disappeared.

I didn't participate in playing the game, I only watched as they all played the game which sounded ridiculous even to me and I don't know how they were unable to see through it. The contract we gave her to sign that night was not an actual contract, but we switched the signed page into that of the actual one. We had made her believe she was getting married to Brent, until the day of the wedding, where I switched places with him. Brent was a goblin, so he was a small man as that was the nature of goblins. We couldn't let anyone find out that she was supposed to be married to me, and we most definitely couldn't let anyone know the reasons, because that would only endanger her.

“You may call me Edward, Mrs Shaw. And it was my wife who headed the decoration company that made this stunning beauty happen. I agree with you, it is indeed very stunning.” Natalia nods and accepts his hand. “You may call me Natalia, Edward.” She smiles warmly at him. “And bravo to your wife for doing such a great job.” “And this is Mrs Wallbanger and Miss DuPont. This man here is Mr Razier.” Noah continues. “Everyone, this is my wife, Mrs Natalia Shaw.” Natalia smiles and looks at all of them with a smile on her face. “I am pleased to meet you all.”

He pointed at the gazebo that was still in good condition. "What's wrong with it?" She asked in confusion. "Nothing. I think I should go with a more feminine design. My wife has a thing for gazebos and it might be her favorite spot." Her face paled in shock before it reddened in embarrassment. "You are married?" He hated to rain on her parade. "Yes." She looked like she was going to break down but at the last moment, she broke into a smile. "Then we can be friends!" He shook his head. "I'm sorry. My wife and I have an agreement to not have friends of the opposite sex unless they are homosexual."

Antonio growled. Not Anna. He and Anna were never on good terms. Anna was his hot tempered younger sister. At least when she was a baby she was very cute. Now she was just impossibly stubborn and vain. “Fine, I’ll think about getting a wife.” Nathan muttered, cutting the line. He clenched his teeth and exhaled deeply, he was about to open the car door when he heard a scream. Nathan turned back and noticed a young woman on the floor, covered in flour. She wore a pink knee length gown with a white apron on it.