Trash Goblin Novels & Stories

"The Scavengers followed your trail of fire. They want your power even if it has turned purple." A loud screech tore through the air. From the bushes three iron crabs jumped out.. These were not the small robots from the ship. They were huge the size of cars. Their metal bodies were covered in sharp rusted spikes. Their red eyes locked onto June. The man yelled, "Run, June!" He did not run with her. He smashed the glass tube onto the ground. The silver spark inside exploded into a wall of white fog. June did not wait. She scrambled into the forest. Her boots sank into the glowing moss. She could hear the thud-thud-thud of the giant metal crabs behind her. They were fast. They were cutting th

A part of me wants to curl up against a tree and cry my eyes out for the rest of the night. But I drag my feet on, refusing to show weakness. Back in the clearing, Ryker drags the last of the dead rogues into a makeshift grave that couldn't have been more than three feet deep. The men start covering them with sand. I didn't think that they would even bother burying them. Ragnar never struck me as that kind. "We're done for the night. Back to the castle," Ragnar tells the men, grabbing his scythe from the bark of a tree.

I was planning to ride out those last days in peace, detached and unbothered, but no—Betty just had to bring the drama. She shattered my dad's urn. The ashes spilled everywhere, but it wasn't enough for her. Nope. Her cat strutted in, did its business right on the remains, and Betty? She had the audacity to grin. "Daphne, look! The ashes make great litter for my cat!" And just like that, all the grief, the rage, everything I'd been holding back exploded. I just grabbed the baseball bat behind the door and swung. The crack of impact was satisfying, but Betty's scream? Even better. She stumbled back, pale as a ghost, scrambling to get away.

Species: Zerg Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Ability: Underground Claws [Can make a hole under the surface with its claws] Rewards: 3000 crystal stone 10 gold coins Gabriel suddenly stopped walking as he hid the palm that gradually let out a small eyes and big mouth, his indifferent eyes glance at the road that remained unmoved even though its surface also hid a terrifying monster who have the strength to slaughter mankind, well that’s not for Gabriel who is clearly one of the omnipotent heroes who could make monsters disappear in his sight.

He went inside a whole and hid there. I wnet back to the party and it was all gone no one was there. This is impossible I only spent a few minutes how come everyone had disappeared. I heard stomping claws about a hundred racing closer. “Brace up Tristan,” I remarked. The whole place was shaking and they finally appeared. Tristan said it all they were at the party. The vargulfs. It brought me so much joy that I found them. There were about of thousand of them. I shifted and rammed inot their midst tearing each and every one of them apart.

The second I stepped into the banquet hall that night, Alfred sneered. "Why are you dressed so cheap?" Then, as if nothing happened, he grabbed my hand and led me to our seats. Flipping through the menu, I spotted something unfamiliar and tapped his arm. "Honey, what's the difference between white truffle and black truffle? Which one should I get?" Before he could answer, Vivian piped up, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Looks like Mrs. Johnston doesn't eat at Michelin-starred restaurants much. White truffles are way pricier than black ones."

A backstabbing ingrate! Another crisp smack echoed harshly in the empty hall. The other side of Jim's face quickly swelled up. I didn't look at him again. My icy gaze passed right through him and landed directly on Anne, who was cowering behind him. I walked up to her slowly and looked down at her. As I loomed over her, I smirked coldly. My voice was gentle as I said, "How kind-hearted you are, Annie. You can even happily pick up the trash that I, Cecilia Forrest, throw away. Not only that, you've even managed to create a 'miracle of love' with it."

The five of us were trapped inside a magical net capable of nullifying our powers. “Shit,” Aris said angrily. Suddenly it began to shake, and goblins came out of the ground. They were different from the goblins that helped us in the wasteland; these ones looked smaller. Once they were all below us, one of them began to laugh. I knew right away that he was the leader. “This loot is very powerful,” the goblin said. “I wonder what we can do with them.” The goblins started laughing, and suddenly I saw my mother in the background.

"My laptop battery is at 12%. Once it dies, we're blind. We can't access the dark web, we can't track the Hounds, we can't even play Solitaire." "Priorities, Ben," Catherine said dryly. "Solitaire keeps me sane, okay?" Ben shot back. "Grog knows a place," the Rat King rumbled. He was carrying Bessie the cow over his shoulders now, claiming the "moo-dog" was tired. "Old man lives in the wall. Has magic lights." "Another Tinker?" Olivia asked warily. "No. Ghost," Grog said. "Digital Ghost." They followed Grog through a series of narrow service tunnels that seemed to be going up. The air grew drier. The smell of sewage was replaced by the smell of ozone and... popcorn?

Trundle united with one of the supreme beings, the centaur Jack, and they planned to wipe out the goblins and then take over the amphibious kingdom, as they knew that the other two supreme beings would not interfere , the birth of an orc god shocked them, but a new god won't defeat someone who has gone through so many battles like Trundle , the only obstacle between them and the goblins was that necromancer who can make and control the ghouls. Ahmed, who was installed as the supreme leader of the goblins in secret, began to send spies to the kingdom of ogres, who sent him the news about the ogres and their preparations for a war and gathering them a huge army, Ahmet also knew about the union