Gubuk Fantasy Novels & Stories

They are a bunch of cowards who can’t do anything because of fear, yet they dare talk about people behind their back. The general Hawk is a beautiful woman. She is one of the few women who like to do what she wants. Her father died early killed by a demon. She swore to take revenge on them. Her story is pretty known around the capital. In my last life, she didn’t live for long. She got captured by a horde of goblins ; they are pretty weak, but when there are a lot of them, I don’t think that anyone would stand a chance against them. Their race is pretty dangerous, and they are perverts. They like impregnating women.

They have no choice but to fight. “They’re too many. What are we going to do now?” Cybelle mumbled while summoning her double sword. “Angelo, stay by my side.” Angelo hummed while trembling because he never seen that kind of creature in his entire life. Goblin is an evil creature. Their appearance is almost small like dwarfs, and outright malicious, with hairy skin in green color, having sharp and long ears, big mouth and crooked sharp teeth—in short, ugly. They like to steal weapons, especially gold and jewelry, and any things that can be useful. Also, goblins like to kidnap girls as their plaything, torturing them until they die. They are more cunning than humans, but they are also a cowar

He pauses frowning slowly turning to look at Garamba, “So, after all this time you decide to play mother to me now?” She removes her hand from his shoulder staring straight into his spiteful eyes and there is a faint red steam blowing inside them, “Genteel!” she calls her name, “They are both under a spell of some sort!” Genteel looks at Garamba, “What?” “Look in her eyes!” Garamba shrieks. Genteel looks into her eyes and sees the faint red steam in Mukura’s eyes. Gurudza places his faces right in front of Garamba’s, “All this time I thought you were dead yet you were busy playing demon minion in the shadows!”

He kept me in his hold as we hiked through the woods until we reached our designated area. Everything was all blackened. The trees and the dead animals a testament to what the Abyss did... Or this so called sorceress that I still don't know if she even exists. I'm guessing she was some scammer that just wanted money and left the kids all to suffer their own consequences. I couldn't help the tears leaking from my eyes. I didn't even know I had started singing as I gathered the dead animals to be burned in a large pit. "Don't weep for me my loves, just guard my soul as I watch on from above.

"Sean, that sleazy narcissist, doesn't even compare to you. Chad, believe in yourself! "Mind you, I'm a paid member. I command you to hurry up!" Hunger surged through me as I scanned their lewd comments. My succubus instincts stirred. "Chad, here's a secret." I licked my lips. "I'm not fully human. I'm a succubus. "That means that no matter what you do to me, however rough, I won't get hurt. It'll only excite me. "If you're not scared, I could even show you my tail. But for now, I want to see yours first…"

he said, gaze flicking briefly to me. Maria leaned back, arms crossing, “She was” “Good.” His voice was smooth, “Then you should understand what hunts you” I straightened, “I thought strigois were just… feral vampires” “They’re the end result,” Caspian replied. “When hunger replaces reasoning and when blood becomes the only law” “And... The others? They are others right?” I asked. “Blood mages,” he said. “Rare and dangerous vampires who manipulate blood itself, not just consume it”

He crushed it with his very hands while reciting some words. “Gather round men! Break down those gates! The trybrid child has been born.” “You should’ve complied. You guys aren’t the only creatures capable of a little magic you know’.” the lycan added sparing a glance at the warlock’s cadaver. Enjoying the book so far? Follow me on I*******m @Ulric Efukor_._The Author and on F******k page- Ulric Efukor_._The Author to get sneak peaks at the next chapters, check out the trailer and keep up with updates. Lots of love, Ulric.

There is a goblin corpse inside this dungeon He walked out of the room and went to the goblin corpse he had found before. He looked at her with a frown on his face. “I will eat this! I have no choice but to eat this to live, I still want to finish this story!" Carry the corpse into the room. He just felt nauseous at the thought of eating that goblin. His face contorted in disgust. He suddenly remembered that there were torches everywhere inside this dungeon. He was at least cooking this goblin's meat before he ate it.

Their names come from the knocking sound before a collapse inside the mine. Knockers are also said to be the spirits of those who died in mine fatalities.Hogboon. Also known as the Hogboy, Hogboons are very affectionate earth goblins. Due to their good heart, many people claim that they might not be goblins at all. They live in mounds near farms, bringing luck to the nearby family and serving as guardians of their lands. If humans refuse to share the farms benefits with them, they will bring bad luck to the land estate.Trow. One of the most easily distinguishable goblins, trows are usually old and short with an ugly appearance. They are nocturnal goblins, appearing invisible to the human ey

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.