Kobold Novels & Stories

The entire Black Stone city was destroyed, with the rubble from the destroyed buildings used to recreate the bodies of the Stone Mice. Saxon compressed the flames upon his blade that became ten meters long and half a meter wide. He called forth his Draconic Cobra King remnant spirit. It roared to the sky and wrapped its body around the Stone Mice elder. The grip was too strong for the mice to break free. It screamed and struggled as the rocks on its body cracked and fell off.

Blake whispered. "You are so cheesy. You know that, right?" I chuckled with my eyes still closed. I was just about to open them again when I spotted the familiar figure in the corner of the darkness. He didn't move or even speak but I knew that he was there and I knew that it was Kyros.

“My name is Vamalyn.” Vamalyn looked a bit like a lizardman, only fatter and with a longer snout. Much longer, like a crocodile’s. His legs were short and he only managed to remain upright because his voluminous backside acted as support, scraping along the ground. A tail slithered from side to side behind him. I lowered my sword. “I just want to know if you’ve seen Attica. He’s a little kobold.”

I gave a small chuckle. “I thought we weren’t going to talk about that.” He laughed. Just then, a wolf entered the cave. I could smell that he was from the Bois Sombre Pack. I used whatever strength I had to sit up. I still couldn’t shift or mindlink, but maybe I could use my alpha aura. While it wouldn’t work as efficiently on stranger packs, it would at least restrain him for a few seconds until maybe I could grab him with what strength I could muster.

Jesse was feeling hot and tipsy, and so was cobalt blue. "Why do you have to be so cruel?" He fake cried. "I just wanted to know your name." She laughed heartily, then rubbed Jesse's arm. He grabbed her hand and playfully bit on her wrist. He wanted to bite her for real - her ear, her lip, her neck... the insides of her thighs. "You give up easily," Cobalt sighed then chewed on her lower lip. "Oh come on, I've probably mentioned every girl I've met in my life and that includes my mother," he chuckled, trying to make light of the situation. "Throw me a bone here, will you?"

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."

“No, what does it mean?” “Lucy is one of the Cambions, the half demons, the ones prophcied to kill the Nephilim.” Ornais pointed out, staring off. Daniel had no idea what he was talking about. He knew about the prophecy but he never really paid attention to what it really said. All he knew was that if he managed to fuck up collecting Abigial’s soul Azazel, Abaddon, and Lucifer would have not only his head but Elizabeths as well. Now that the deal with the Seven was secure, Daniel no longer had to play their little game.

“I suspect she was Alva’himar, Master.” Kolton frowned, and the First Commander said, “Indeed? We had thought the Alva’himar long vanished.” “The Na’Himara have had suspicions about a resurgence of that order. There has been a worrisome increase in incidents involving Dark Magic, in addition to the increased activity by the Goblins. And the strange Minotaur-like creatures -” “The Moran’kaar,” put in Caulan, his voice laced with disgust. Keyla nodded. “They are a direct result of the use of Dark Magic.”

We watched as flames engulfed the corpses, instantly warming us. “Who were they?” I asked. “One of our enemies, the Bois Sombre Pack. But they’ve grown really weak. I know it didn’t seem it, but four of them should’ve been able to easily overpower us.” He shook his head. “I probably should’ve kept one alive for interrogation, but fuck them.” He turned and threw his arms around me. “I’m just glad you’re okay.” “Why are they weak?” I asked.

Megumi made a noise that was somewhere in-between a laugh and a scoff. “What type of woman would willingly want to be with that beast?” she asked herself. “How many are there?” “Nine goons and then Takahiro and the woman he’s with”. “So a total of eleven” he murmured. “What are you going to do?” Megumi sighed. He removed his jacket and then brought out a smaller canister than the one he had shown Karou. He twisted it, then there was a tiny cloud before he pulled back the steel barricade and put it in there, and closed it back and then he walked back to Megumi silently.