Goblins Wife Novels & Stories

' Gwen fumed inwardly, overcome with a sudden surge of panic and rage. Gwen's head was throbbing with sheer stress. She couldn't possibly sit back and allow the fake Sienna to spend an intimate night with her husband. 'Do I really have to use that magic golden comb again? And go back to being poor? Oh, no, no! I'm loving this wealthy life way too much, having all this money to buy whatever I want. But what about my feelings? What about my husband? I can't stand the thought of Sienna having a man as wonderful as Hans. And I refuse to remain the wife of a man named Jeff!'

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."

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.

Shadows of creatures crept throughout the night, looting food from the houses they invaded, killing those they deemed unimportant, dragging crying women out of their burning homes. The woman, Eleanor was her name, recalled the night those disgusting creatures broke her door and invaded her home. A group of goblins grabbed her daughter, who cried and screamed out for her. Yet just like her daughter, she was seized and thrown over the shoulder of an orc. No matter how much she screamed and pounded her fists on the orc’s back, she watched her daughter be dragged off in the opposite direction that she was carried. All of her attempts were futile as this was the last time she saw her precious Emi

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."

She frowned slightly and told me she threatened to kill and eat her little sister Amora. "How horrible, I don't blame you then. I've seen firsthand what she did to the brownies. It was atrocious," I said to her in sympathy and she thanked me. "I can take your children to safety if you want. I can ask the goblins to care for them until you're rescued by your mate. You can ask your wolf whether or not it's an option. I am married to the Goblin prince, Piras. He's a very nice Goblin," she said kindly. I looked at her to see if she was serious. I couldn't believe that a Goblin was nice but to each their own and continued feeding my baby that looked up at me with bright blue eyes.

A group of goblins is called a horde, while female goblins are referred to as hags, crones, or goblette. APPEARANCE AND BEHAVIOR Despite having unappealing looks, goblins are beings having human characteristics. They are small, dark-skinned creatures, almost resembling a dwarf; there are some giant goblins whose height can be up to 6 feet.They have big ears and noses, with filthy, yellow, crooked teeth.They can be stout or thin, with thick brows. They have a rough, slightly high-pitched voice, mixing human language with their own.Blood acidifies when a goblin smiles. If they laugh, milk turns sour and fruits fall from trees.Goblins are usually found in caves, rock crevices, and roots of anci

"Hello?" She wore a suit and held a clipboard in her hand. She flinched when Trent turned to her. She was a goblin and she'd recognized him as a gargoyle. They two species had been mortal enemies for longer than human history. He schooled his face because she wouldn't give up that she was a goblin. "Can we help you?" Trent asked. "Who are you?" "The daughter of the owners of this house." "The bank owns this house," the woman said.

When they passed next to a forest, Rhobart suddenly said, “I just remembered a shortcut to the Hammer Clan. By late afternoon tomorrow, we will be reunited with the others.” “You do know shortcuts are often dangerous,” Ayla commented. “Not as dangerous as your tea.” Ayla glared at him, and he cleared his throat. “See those mountains?” he asked while pointing at the horizon. “There is a path between them. Normally it is not dangerous, but sometimes goblins will try to attack travelers who are foolish enough to get close to their cave.” Goblins were small humanoid creatures with green, leathery skin that offered some protection against the weather and weapons. They were very agile and preferre

"The warehouse was the first. He grabbed my throat, squeezed hard enough to choke me but not enough to leave marks. Then he checked a pocket watch and said he had to go see his wife." Roland's arms dropped to his sides. "His wife." "That's what he said. No report in ten years of tracking has ever mentioned a spouse. No intercept, no informant, nothing." His wife. The words still felt wrong in my mouth. Like a fact that didn't belong in the same sentence as fourteen confirmed kills. I watched the word rearrange something behind his eyes. A decade of building a profile on the most dangerous vampire in the world, and a single detail was pulling it apart.