Honey Goblin Face Reveal Novels & Stories

I looked up from picking up my shattered phone and I was met by his gaze with a serious face. He normally had that look after a busy day so, I brushed it off. “Who is Honey?” he repeated. Was this the right time to tell him the truth? I sighed as I walked towards him, locking my eyes with his intense gaze, my expression far from my excited mood earlier. I cleared my throat and spoke.“Honey is the name of my daughter.”

It could have been a longer conversation, but at that moment a large goblin emerged from the bushes and blocked their way. He was big for a goblin. His olive body was mottled with red paint, and half of his face was painted black. Unlike most goblins, he had a full set of hair, shaved at the sides and tied in a thick, long braid. Even his hair had red streaks of paint on top. He held an impressive weapon in his right hand. And a very unusual weapon for a goblin. It looked like a halberd, but

It didn’t take me long to find Honey. She was in a club in one of the shadier parts of Budapest, looking for her next snack. Surrounded by a bunch of duds with drinks, Honey was purring over all of them. I didn’t want to stay in her head because I was afraid she’d detect me and get skittish, so I immediately jumped to the guy she was currently talking to.

His face was all red. "I'll start with you Grey." In a bad timing Gabriel's mini bomb unexpectedly explodes and all of us are covered with confettis, glitter and whatever the fuck Gabriel placed inside that fucking mini bomb. "Yey! Party!" Mommy and Sunshine both shouted. God save us all.

I rub my face with my palm, we never discussed the terms of our relationship, or whatever it was, but surely one person having feelings when the other did not ruined good stuff like this? “I don’t think so, we are just friends.” That wants to fuck. “Hey, relax, don’t freak out on me.” “How can I? This could ruin everything I worked for. Why did I have to love him? Why did he have such lovable eyes?” She chuckled, “I was scared you weren’t a fan of love.” “Like you? You did say love was bullshit.” She studies me for a second, “The name is Honey, from the WeTube account HoneyonMike?”