Goblins Nest Novels & Stories

"Yes. I saw that the spiders' numbers are indeed big and may be causing an imbalance in the forest. We will need to cull their numbers. Maybe the goblins would be interested…" Erik said and stood thinking about the 'problem' in hands. The goblins had a ritual where their young had to kill a beast to be accepted as adults in their society. And maybe, just maybe, they would be interested in using the acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest as a means to an end. Of course that the goblin to do the kill would have the rights to claim the corpse as theirs, but that was no problem. Erik was brought out of his thinking line by a noise. He looked at the entrance to the main chamber and saw Selena. She

It was a monstrous creature, its grotesque form blending seamlessly with the malevolence of the night. A troll, twice the size of a man, stood before them, its gnarled skin covered in warts and scars. Its eyes glowed with an insidious hunger as it snarled, revealing rows of jagged teeth. The goblins halted their pursuit, cackling with glee at the sight of their newfound ally. Leori's mind raced, searching for a plan, a way to overcome this seemingly insurmountable obstacle. He locked eyes with his companions, their shared determination unspoken but palpable. In that fleeting moment, they knew they had to fight for their lives.

With this characteristic, in addition to their sharp pointed ears and their defined teeth, anyone who hadn’t lived beneath a rock their entire life would identify these creatures as goblins. Of course, given how fierce goblins were known to be, there was no way that these two were adult goblins. They were only in their formative years, and if compared to a human child, would only be around seven or eight years old. However, despite their innocence and inability to do any real harm, the other human captives inside of the wooden carriage shied away from them, leaving a large space occupied by nothing other than the rusty chain that bound them together. One young girl in particular was unable t

In the movies I have watched, parties always look fun. Suddenly I can feel that we are being watched or rather I am being watched. And there they are, the Rosemont sisters standing before us. They each have their trays with them and unlike Ella, Phoebe and I they aren't wearing boots but rather matching red bottom heels. Everything about them is matching really. Well except for the color of their hair but the length of it is the same which is very long by the way. It's almost creepy how everyone about them is the same but I guess that's why everyone calls them the Rosemont weirdos.

“Usually, monsters present in the beginner’s dungeon are goblins and faughs. According to the activity, it is highly plausible that the flags are in the goblins since they are much more intelligent than the faughs. If there aren’t any unexpected creatures we won’t have to worry about our defense. What we need to do is a fast finish time and strategy to catch the goblin without much damage placed into us. As I’ve told you in the carriage earlier, faughs can be really sensitive to smell, especially wizling smell. Those rats are troublesome when they’re in horde so we better avoid confronting them.” Mikael strategized.

“He wants Akasha and her sisters to help with the problems the Drow are causing. I personally think it would be best to go after the Goblins. They are leading the Drow and if we attack the goblins, all their allies will come to their aid. The Drow would leave and no longer torment the Kingdom. Although my father doesn’t believe they are allied with the Goblins." My father was blind to the goblins tactics I had sent a group of men to check out the neighboring kingdoms and different creatures that had allied with the goblins were attacking the elf and pixie allies. The Goblins were using this as a distraction as they fulfilled their main mission. If the Kingdoms were busy with their battles, t

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

At her very young age, Amara Fairoza wishes to see one. "The Goblin's never been dead. Do you see how sad the sky is? When the Goblin is sad, the clouds cry." said by the same old woman when Amara was seven. "It's raining cats and dogs. Maybe, he's sad waiting for his bride to save him." still the old woman when she was ten. Amara learned most about goblins and other creatures from the streets and the walls. Books were limited in their humble town. According to the books, goblins were cruel beings. They abused their power and made the people suffer. All they wanted was to be the wealthiest and be the most powerful creature. It was believed that they bring bad fortune and will cause a pandemi

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

Damian remarked with a smirk, "I've been studying them for years to figure out their weaknesses in case we ever find ourselves in a situation where we need them. Today is that big day.” With a crack as thunderous as any sky-born thunder, the snow-pack split in half outside their small sanctuary, where they were busy planning their perfect agenda. Twenty Goblins' bodies crushed violently beneath the passing blizzard with a cloud that clung to it bigger than a natural avalanche that had raced down the frozen ground to its final resting place well below the surface. All Aya's bird could do was keep an eye on things from afar, hoping for the best as they conveyed a message to Diana that all Gobl