The Red Goblin Novels & Stories

"We're still assessing that. There has been a lot of goblin activity, and we aren't sure of their end game. Seems like they are asserting their power in many industries." "But this ingredient I found, it's dangerous. It could keep the population sick." "Sick people are easier to rule," Donal said. The idea chilled her. Did the goblins want to rule the world? "I've sent my result to a friend at the FDA." "We don't know how many of the government departments are compromised." Jenna shook her head. "My friend wouldn't be." "Your friend could be a goblin and you wouldn't know it. Only gargoyles can detect them."

The blood goblins are strong compared to the green goblins, one of them can reach the strength of a ogre knight, the red goblins are smart and sophisticated, they understand the ancient language and answer through drawing. That's why Ahmet went to negotiate with them before making an attack, their leader was a little different from the rest, he was bigger in size and had a lot of scars, he must have fought a lot of battles, there were two guards next to him who seemed to be magicians, Ahmet addressed the commander saying I am here to make a deal with you ,

Glints of maroon tendrils, crimson flames in a wicked pair of orbs, and that roguish grin that poisons my heart. “Long time no see, Sorah.”

"Arrogant human! Just like those before you whose arrogance got them killed. You too shall face that same fate!" Standing calmly with arms crossed, Evelyn watched as the battle unfolded, heeding the words of the goblin and came up with her own analysis. 'He must be talking about the adventures who traveled here and later lost their lives. I bet my money. It was he who looted those fallen adventurers' magic items and somehow taught the other goblins and trolls how to use them.' "Fireballs!" The goblin summoned forth a red spell circle which shot forth hundreds of fireballs. Keeping her calm, Jessie muttered, "Flash Movement!" Yellow light bathed her body, moving so fast that Maria could barel

"Dear Alpha Adrian, I hope this email arrives at a good time, my name is Annalise and I am the Red wolf, graced into existence by the Red Moon Goddess. As you are more than likely aware, the warlock Balthazar is promising to share me as though I am some sort of prize. This can not be allowed to happen. I offer you my powers to help protect both yourself and your pack if you would be willing to aid us in the upcoming battle against Balthazar and those that follow him.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

Darius nodded his head and smiled. After the party, the inner cabal which consisted of I and Darius alongside Yagami and Gord got together and carefully planned the Campaign. I was to lead a battalion of five hundred warriors. Darius gave me specific information, he said, "the leader of the Goblins is an animal, stay behind your troops, and in case of anything retreat immediately." I understood his commands quite well, the Goblins were not the best when it came to women, they were known to rape a woman till they are satisfied and then eat her.

There's a crooked line through his notes that he doesn't seem to notice. He stares at the door they left through. Then, the door gets kicked open. One flat bang, the latch surrendering immediately. Two figures in the frame. The tall one first, red hair catching the light, the kind of face built for walking into rooms like he owns them. Behind him, a second one leans against the doorframe with the mild expression of someone who finds everything mildly amusing. Goblin actually yelps. The red-haired one, Bore, scans the room once. "Who's the Grim Reaper. Come out."

No one answers, so Citra answers herself. “A Redcap is a type of goblin. Bloodthirsty, vicious creatures who roam ruins and forests. They kill frequently and brutally, dipping their caps in the blood of their victims. They have to. If the blood on their cap dries, they die. That particular tale stuck in her mind and she decided that she would become a type of Redcap. She took one of her grandmother’s traveling cloaks. One that her grandmother often wore when riding. One that had a hood. And she dipped the cloak in the blood of the wolf. And she became The Red One.

On the way back, she called me and asked in a small voice, "I'm so sorry I messed up, Pumpkin. I caused trouble for the two of you, didn't I?" … I remembered how anxious she had sounded, how heavy her guilt had been. It felt as if someone had stabbed me in the chest. I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, the warmth was gone. "No. It has to be someone else." Sebastian suddenly turned and stared straight at me. Then he started walking over. "Why are you here instead of home? Where's Mrs. Goode?" This was the first time in twenty days that he had shown even a trace of concern for my mother.