The Goblin King Book Novels & Stories

Talia blinked through the light flitting from behind him, vision blurred around the edges. Her demon King was back. He still looked the same, and yet he appeared entirely different as well. His hair was longer, jaw more pronounced, light stubble prickling around them and eyes sunken. She noticed that his eyes were still unusually dark, hollow and they bore the same warmth, love and kindness as they settled over her. The first tear that rolled down her cheek comes as a surprise – the second, not so much. She smiled, or rather, she attempted to, aware that she's shaking like a leaf, feet unsteady, lips quivering.

I laugh. She blush and return to her seat. "Nanaboozhoo?" I yelled on the counter. As a flash, King was besides me. "Don't go inside. Call the cops." He says with his eyes red. Literally red. "What?!" I asked, afraid. "Ziigwan, listen to me. Call the Sheriff. I'll go inside. Do you trust me?" He looks deep into my eyes. His eyes red as blood. All the black gone.

A living one. —— "My King!" Marcus stumbled toward him, pointing toward the city's edge. "The walls!" Grey followed his gesture. His breath caught. The forest surrounding Stormfang had awakened. Thousands upon thousands of trees leaned inward. Roots cracked open the frozen earth. Branches intertwined high above the city. Pines embraced ancient oaks. Ash trees wove together with willows. Endless vines connected them all. Higher. Higher. Growing impossibly fast. Until… The entire kingdom disappeared beneath an immense living dome.

I reply cautiously and the female shapes her head quickly. She doesn't sit down like Chloe and I. She moves toward her large window and watches below. "Luna Chloe does not, but you do. You are the Queen. Although the group we are having problems with might not recognize you," Gwen says, and the knot in my stomach grows bigger. Something is definitely wrong. The energy and vibe she is giving off have my instincts on high alert. "Well, that doesn't sound promising," Chloe says and Gwen nods sadly. "We are hoping to obtain ideas. The situation is new to this world and I am not sure how to go about explaining it," Gwen says before looking at her window.

It haunted him. He squeezed his eyes shut. He wasn’t a boy anymore. He wasn’t supposed to feel like this. But the feeling wouldn't go away. He sat up suddenly, pushing the sheets aside, planting his boots on the cold floor. His breath was heavy. His jaw tense. He was falling for her. And he was falling hard. But he also knew the rules. She was the King’s. Which meant one thing: He would burn in silence. ********** The King’s chambers were vast and silent, carved in ancient obsidian stone and gilded with veins of gold. Elianna had never been here before. Few ever were. The air felt sacred. Untouched.

I had just about 50 direct children in my coven. I had changed a lot more but I'd let them form their own coven and break off from me. He had around five hundred from what it seemed and he thought he could encroach on my territory. What he didn't seem to remember was. I was the king of vampires for a reason. I may not show power but I owned all the power. Every once in a while a foolish vampire tried to covet my power. They tried to challenge me for my position. They always found out why it was not only stupid but illogical to do that. The older Sired knew better but these newer ones had to be taught why I was called The Black Death.

“Don’t worry about this,” the goblin waved his hand, “they are people, even though one of them is a former princess.” They weren't worried about you. - And what, that they are people? – sincerely surprised girl. Do you think people don't care about their children?

I have to confess that I have become infatuated with you and would like to court you formally. She frowned and turned to find the book about the monarchs that had reigned from the August family. There had never been a king. If she remembered from the werewolf kingdom, they only had kings. Hadn’t Nicole said something about the lands that had been lost during the war? She didn’t think John had lost any land, but maybe she was wrong. She hoped Nicole came soon, but she kneeled and faced them. “First, we’ll need an escape plan and a way to keep them off the trail.”

Shrugging to himself, the old gentle king said, “If you wish. It’s a big world with a lot of places to go. If you don’t like it there, you can always move on somewhere else.” Mory blew out a breath through her mouth as she looked around the library. “Sounds like as good a plan as any.” Pushing herself up from the table, Mory patted the old man’s shoulder as she walked by. “Take it easy and put that pipe out before you fall asleep again. It’s not safe.” “Goodbye dear,” Eliphas said as he yawned and closed his eyes. “Watch out for goblins and trolls. Those woods are riddled with them.”