Trash Goblin Novels & Stories

Even though I can’t do anything while intangible, maybe I can confuse the goblins for a little bit. Except … I've become tangible again, and I don't know if I can turn back to intangible. A goblin nips at my leg, and I stumble backwards. The tornado. I need to make a tornado again, like I did at the Silver Hunters' camp. I focus on the wind, the way it flows and twists, and I concentrate all my powers into one spot. The goblins are getting closer and closer, their sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight.

There were two bugs, a giant poisonous blacks scarab, and a giant brown desert scorpion, both had almost the same size as cars, and were quite honestly terrifying… although not as strong, they could still wreak some havoc. On the side of the slimes, there was only one, a black slime of a rather beautiful black color, and perfectly round and bouncy, Abyss glanced at it with a happy expression thinking that it was another Shoggoth, but quickly realized it was a slime instead… Shoggoths seemed to be those summons with incredibly low chances of appearing. Moving on, there was a giant, around 6-meter-tall humanoid figure made of hardened black wood with the face of an old man imprinted into its b

Tora smiled, her heart warm and full and just a little frayed around the edges from lack of sleep. They were crawling. Everywhere. Fast. And neither of them seemed particularly aware of the concept of danger. Or gravity. “Oh, look,” came Chelsea’s amused voice as she stepped through the back door with Ben in tow, holding two bright blue onesies with the words ‘Chaos Goblin #1’ and ‘Chaos Goblin #2’ printed across them. “Just in time to rebrand your tiny gremlins.” “I swear they’ve evolved past ‘baby’ and straight into ‘mini apex predator,’” Tora said, accepting the outfits with a laugh. “Pretty sure Kael tried to challenge the vacuum to a duel yesterday.”

The Goblin let out a blood-curdling scream and started rolling on the ground in pain. Almost immediately another Goblin came running into the small cave. Will panicked thinking he was going to get killed for attacking another Goblin. However the second Goblin just stood there taking in the scene. To Wills surprise the second Goblin just started laughing hysterically. More and more Goblins entered the room, and after exchanging a couple of guttural words with each other they all started to laugh. The biggest of the new Goblins walked up to Will and grabbed his stick, but Will didn't want to let go. The big Goblin yanked again and stick again straight out of Wills hands. He then grabbed Will b

I shout, he looks down at the ground and shockingly begins to cry. I move even further away slightly feeling like this was gonna take a bad turn, he wipes his eyes looking at me tears rolling down his face. "Layla listen to me, I know the things I do are scary but I always have yours and Gabbie's best interests at heart" he starts, I stare at him utterly confused, who the heck is he taking about?! "I know you hate the life I live but it's just this one last job, you'll wait outside with Gabbie and straight after it's done we'll run away with each other" he cries, but he wasn't looking at me he was looking around the woods, is this guy hallucinating? "I know baby but trust me, nothing is gonn

"It's fine, thanks for catching me." He returned to the shadows and my friends teased me with the 'boss' title all day long. Getting a tree was quite easy and didn't waste much of our time. We would've taken it with us but it wouldn't fit in my car, so we had to pay extra to get it delivered. After the tree, we went back for the dress, and that was where Blake and Spencer left us, knowing that it wouldn't be an easy feat. We said our byes and watched them get into their Uber before we entered the shop.

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."

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.

"We have no real bond. If you want to talk about bonds, I admire the connection between you and Lisa—the perfect 'fostered' setup. I'll be rooting for you two!" I turned and walked to my car. I fired the company security guard on the spot. I also decreed that from now on, all trash bins in the company would be transparent—I refused to let outside garbage sneak in again. Alistair never made it in again, though he only sank lower. He posted public apologies online, knelt outside our company begging for forgiveness. Lisa tried desperately to drag him away, but he shoved her violently. She fell to the ground and bled immediately.

A donation box was placed before me, and my hand was outstretched as I made to drop a bank card inside. One of the people watching me mocked, "My, my! Look at you, Thalia Stoneridge. Everyone else donated cash, but you're putting a bank card inside. Don't think Jonathan will get together with you just because you're donating more than the others!" "Exactly! Jon's not interested in your stupid money!" someone else said. I returned to my senses and looked at my bank card. Then, I retracted my hand and put the card back in my pocket. "Well, alright. Since you guys think my money is stupid, I won't donate anything. I don't want to dirty everything else inside the box."