Peter Grill Goblin Novels & Stories

“After they’ve pulled everything they need.” She nodded, but she looked like she wanted to say more. “What is it?” Her eyes flickered up towards Riley. “Those people… weren’t human were they?” Sarah and Amy gasped. “What makes you ask that?” “Well…. Their eyes…” She flushed. “I mean, sometimes when Peter is happy, his eyes... they glow gold. I thought I was imagining things at first, but it happened more than once, and after seeing those guys, I’m definitely sure.” David sighed. “Riley, if need be I offer them sanctuary, and I will deal with negotiations with Black Moon.”

I drove straight to Harper's house and left my car for the security to deal with. Ringing the doorbell, I tried to calm down a bit, but the anger inside of me was growing, the more I thought about how Harper ruined my marriage. "Who is it?" A tall, lanky man groaned. He had huge dark circles and a very terrible posture for his age. He was bald and grumpy for a man of his age. Taking a closer look at him, I realised he was Peter. What in God's name happened to him? "Grant, is that you or am I hallucinating again?" He slurred, swaying from side to side.

My long, black fingernails clicked rhythmically against the armrest of my chair. ​"Are you absolutely sure of this?" I asked, my voice low and dangerous. ​"Y-yes, Master," he rasped. ​Krug is a goblin, a hideous creature who escaped the pits of Hell just like I did. He was everything unholy, a monster that didn't belong in the world of men. He had served me for a thousand years, his only loyalty fueled by fear and his own disgusting desires.

He had forgotten that he was a Goblin, and Goblins were much smaller, at least according to the stories from his previous world. The big Goblin walked over to Will, and with a proud look on his face he patted the helmet. He then let out a short grunt while pointing at the helmet. Will looked confused for a second but wondered if the grunt from the Goblin was actually the word for helmet. Will tried repeating the grunt. The Goblin looked surprised at Will for a second, then he chortled and patted Will on the head. The Goblin went into a corner in the room and grabbed a piece of dried meat from a small stone bowl, he brought it back to Will and threw it in front of him. Will grabbed it and fer

- Well, Peter was so secretive about it, so… - Belle too! - There they are. Peter, over here! Peter comes with noise embracing his friend like he hasn’t seen him in ages. - Hello Miss Maya! - Hello Annabelle! Please, join us! - My dear friend Phillip, is this the deity you saved from that accident?

Amaya chortled. “No.” She answered. Seeing more customers enter the grill, Nina left to take their order while Amaya fixed his gaze on the stranger. There was something about him that felt different and she wished she could incinerate him at once. Scanning through the grill, his eyes glowed black and he clasped his grip on the table. To the human eye, those black eyes were invincible, but to the supernatural, it was quite visible. Cornell searched and searched hoping to find a human with the glow, but the grill was filled with useless beings. He groaned, directing his gaze to the counter before catching a rusty-haired man who would be in his late 40s gulping a bottle of beer. Perhaps, not al

He was still confused by all the questioning. “So, you are human?” Chloe asked, looking at Peter like she was trying to see if he had another layer of skin on his body. “Of course, why do you ask?” “And your boss too, is he human?” Chloe asked again. She felt that she was going to have a heart attack in the next second if she did not get to the bottom of this. “What do you mean?” Peter asked. “Doesn’t he have horns like the devil? They say that his eyes are fiery red and one look from him could send you to hell and back!” Chloe said. Her body was even trembling as if her tragic end has finally arrived.

Before us stood a being that was a complete and utter demon. “You fools,” Neil sneered coldly, his eyes gleaming with disdain and cruelty. “You think a few bullets can stop me, when not even the fingers you’ve broken can hold me back? Do you really believe that mere metal can make me yield? How laughable!” As soon as he finished speaking, Neil swiftly grabbed a nearby blade and darted toward Peter with lightning speed. Before we could fully react, the blade had already pierced Peter’s body, blood erupting in a spray. Peter collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest, his face paling with the intense pain.

“What time is it, Mr. Goblin? You found me in the skating rink, right?” Cent interpreted the goblin’s crooked grin as a smile. “My lady, if I may ask, why are you holding your horn? And yes, my master and I took you from the skating rink after you collapsed.” Cent bit her lip, feeling embarrassed. “Aren’t they going to fall off? I mean, they feel so heavy. Where’s your master, by the way? Why did he take me, Mr. Goblin? Is he a goblin...like you?” Or is he another type of creature from my dream? Heck, this feels like a dream for me!

Laughing hysterically for another feast they are taking, they hurriedly scattered themselves into the streets of the near-barren city. ❇❇❇ She couldn't believe what she was seeing. A seven-foot tall being, almost humanoid, was standing before her. His skin was green, and his body was built up like The Hulk, all muscular and weirdly contorted. The corners of his mouth went up to a smirk, showing his sharp, dirty canines inside. He was carrying a cell-like bag, and she could see some white orbs floating inside it. She gulped. "Luna, please calm down."