The Red Goblin Novels & Stories

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.

She got out and saw a bike just about to move, she wasted no time in climbing on, not caring to know who the rider might be Surprisingly, the bike moved and the rider said nothing as he raced down the road, he's not even going towards the house. When she's sure they're far from the club already, she decided to speak. "I need to come down now, please" "So what if I decide to kidnap you" Red's voice said " Red? Jerk so it's you!" She said surprisingly "Jerk?" He said "Aren't you?" She replied " Care to know where I'm going?" "Of course" " To sell you" " No one buys goods from a goblin" "Are you indirectly calling me a goblin?"

It was believed that they bring bad fortune and will cause a pandemic. But according to the tales from the people living outside the Empire, goblins were just like human beings, they were only cruel to those who are cruel to them and were also good to those who are good to them. They were not scary and ugly as what the books said. "When my grandmother saw one, she was hypnotized by its beauty. She even told us how she fell in love with the Goblin when she first saw it. It was a very good-looking man who hides his face under a mask." said by the same old woman when Amara was fifteen.

'It was beautiful…. "I wonder why he was so furious earlier," I said, still puzzled. I kept looking at it, wondering what inspired such a painting. The Werewolf looked like it wanted to protect the child, and at the same time, like it wanted to stay away. The child's hair was red, just like mine. "Gabriella!!" Nanny's voice was loud from the kitchen. "A minute!! I will be down shortly," maybe I could keep the painting for a little while, I smiled and ran downstairs.

When they passed next to a forest, Rhobart suddenly said, “I just remembered a shortcut to the Hammer Clan. By late afternoon tomorrow, we will be reunited with the others.” “You do know shortcuts are often dangerous,” Ayla commented. “Not as dangerous as your tea.” Ayla glared at him, and he cleared his throat. “See those mountains?” he asked while pointing at the horizon. “There is a path between them. Normally it is not dangerous, but sometimes goblins will try to attack travelers who are foolish enough to get close to their cave.” Goblins were small humanoid creatures with green, leathery skin that offered some protection against the weather and weapons. They were very agile and preferre

His clothes were wet with the remaining snow still clinging to his hair and Rose held her breath. …is that a blood? Dark red liquid seeped from his stomach. On closer inspection, his clothes were also torn on the sleeves and other parts. Rose set her sights on the person on Lubez's back. She couldn't see how she was. Thea's face turned to the other side and she only saw her head...missing a lot of hair. “…no way…what happened?” Rose mumbled. Lubez ignored her. He put Thea in front of the fireplace. Rose also carried Xander and sat him next to Thea.

This man is dangerous! Then the goblin was suddenly overcome with a sense of fear, shrouding its body causing it to tremble. “Are you lying to me?” Matthew looked down at the goblin who was only about half his height with blazing red eyes. The goblin was unable to say anything back as it was too scared. ‘I-is this his power?’ All the other goblins were also visibly shaking in fear as well. Just when they thought it was over for them, someone interfered.

A red hourglass. “Romera!” The voice of Gardax comes through her mind and she looks back at him with the captain by his side. The others are behind them as well in the shape of Garth and Lard. “We will take it from here…” The deckhand’s voice trails off. The goblin tries to get free which makes the navigator mad. Instead of snapping and smashing his head into the ground, she instead uses her hand and one of her extra limbs to swing him over to the others, rolling him over and placing him at the mercy of her crew. Garth is the first one that springs into action. Before the creature could even think about rushing away once more, he ties him up with a black rope. The large mind ties the small b

This creature was called a Green Goblin. Once the dead goblin fell onto the ground its body was engulfed in crimson flames that swallowed it whole. The flames lit up the dark environment, and several other burnt up corpses could be seen littered all around the place. The corpse of the beast was quite tough, for it took more than three seconds for it to burn up completely. And this was a magnificent feat considering that Mane’s flames couldn’t be handled by anyone below the Earth Realm. The goblin was only a Middle Class Magical Beast, but its tough skin made it almost impossible for Thrashers to kill it. Added to the fact that they attacked in huge numbers and had pretty excellent teamwork,

It flew up toward me, but I was jerked out of its path and it clattered down the crevice between the car and the alley wall. The hand squeezed tighter, and I twisted around to face its owner. Then I froze. It was a redcap—basically a giant goblin—with long hair that was as greasy and black as crude oil. His eyes were flaming furnaces and his jaundiced skin was thicker than an elephant's hide. He was wearing homespun pants in rancid green, a pus-yellow tunic, and something which resembled a Greek fisherman's cap that was stuck low on his head. This cap, which Redcaps reportedly soaked in the blood of their victims, was dark brownish-red, crusty at the edges, and smelled of death.