Gubuk Fantasy Novels & Stories

My energy was draining fast, my body craving food, my mind clouding with doubt. I stumbled to a clearing when the earth beneath me rumbled. The ground cracked. Then came the Black Goblins—dozens at first, then hundreds, their black, ashy skin glowing faintly under the pale light. They hated sorcerers, always had. Unlike the White Goblins, these creatures were pure hostility. They formed a ring around me, baring teeth, hissing threats. One stepped forward—taller than the others, a crooked crown on his head. His voice slithered through the air like poison.

It seemed as though nature itself was enraged, the sky filled with red smoke merging with the night, revealing the palace as if encircled by an unquenchable fire, steeped in a sense of dread and mystery. — The Battle Underground Deep in the bowels of the earth, where the sun's rays never penetrated, Azarukh, shrouded in gloom, engaged in a bloody battle with the bloodthirsty genies—a struggle reminiscent of ancient legends. The genies swarmed around Azarukh, that towering, enormous figure, wielding swords and iron chains, striking him relentlessly. Sparks flew from his body as if striking molten iron, while blood splattered in every corner.

It had been about an hour since Adam had finished watching Lord of the Rings, and here I was, ensnared in a labyrinth of theories about how Middle-earth worked. "That's what I'm saying, man! A goblin's purpose is to br33d, but technically, if they're br33ding, doesn't that also mean that a female goblin can be born?" His excitement bubbled over as he spoke, gesturing animatedly with his hands.

The dual sensation, his fingers curling against my G-spot while his tongue worked my tightest hole leaving me trembling. “I want you to breed us both,” I gasped loud enough for him to hear, my voice husky and broken. “Pump us full like your virtuous little wife never lets you. Make us swell with your baby while she stays pure and clueless at home, cooking your dinner and folding your shirts.”

I had fucked him enough times that I knew exactly what he needed. I grabbed the lube and coated my fingers generously. Then I pressed one finger against his entrance. "Relax," I instructed. He took a deep breath and I felt his muscles relax. I pushed my finger inside slowly, watching as his hole stretched to accommodate me. He groaned, pushing back against my hand, trying to take more. "Greedy," I observed. "Such a greedy little slut. Always wanting more." "Please Mistress," he begged. "I need more. Please give me more."

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."

Sometimes you know a lot of things, sometimes even stupid at all when I need the information. Well, I really only know a few, Mustaka replied in a light tone. Including this one. What is this smell? Venus said flatly. Ebu Gogo, Mustaka answered. Short, greedy creatures with large eyes and mouth. They are very hairy. I hope you are not close to them, Venus. Despite the smell, they will also become my ally! Venus retorted sharply. Why do I have to antagonize them? You don’t have to; just… stay away a little. Venus growled. Why? They eat human flesh.

The shop owner - a demigod guy - would rather flirt with young girls than really focus on magic research (of course, research would not get much better, but at least he tried to do something right? Balan Svartalf - the guy who looked like heaven with his shiny hair floating - sighed. He stuffed little brother a delicious sandwich with egg meat and then had a sigh with a chirping noise from his lips: "All right, now please explain to me why. Why did you run out of quartz? There was no one in this city that consumes as quickly as you. Even if you include summoned beasts, it is not even half that... Hold on!" Eden Noldorasga shyly avoided his gaze. He fixed his eyes on the pots of anti-magic-bl

Zen briefly considered offering him a vitality potion but decided against it because he had an NPC CCTV who would report everything that happened here back to Gunter. “Unlike elves, humans and goblins must be born with mana affinity before they can use magic. However, unlike humans born with elemental talents, the goblins are only good at using curse magic. They believe in all the taboos and are superstitious for a reason. I can’t say that the spells they cast were ineffective because the plague rats they sent into the fortress caused even more deaths than the warriors that fell on the battlefield. However, that’s just how they are. Cowardly, despicable and utterly disgusting.”

' jack was far more dumbfounded than his face was giving credit for . In the guild hall he got his card and decided to take a job to kill some minor demons that seem to resemble fantasy goblins but from the little bit of his memories he knew that those things where just what are called lowly beings that line wherever there's concentrated energy but still .'no...hell no...goblins for real?...God what the hell do you think this is funny or something?' Jack just took the paper from her and sighed "hah im off give me 30 mins and I'll be back more or less "