Goblin Slayer Stories

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No More Swedish Meatballs

by Krenna Smart on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Hi. Thanks for all the work you did to get Dreams of Destiny and Running on Fumes out. This is a portion of my new novel which is about 74% completed. It's very different from my other stuff. Comments and crtitiques are VERY welcome. Every year the symptoms of PCT, or Pre-Christmas Tension, began in the Hansen family on what Kristen's father, Karl Hanse...

Decisions Ch. 09

by Holter on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Author's Notes: Patriots are World Champions! * Chapter 1: How does it feel to lose innocence? When do you lose innocence? I did a lot of soul searching and realized that my friends and I lost our innocence a long time ago. During our younger years when we desperately seeked approval from those around us, we were victims of the harshest rejection imaginab...

Banished Pt. 04

by Kousakacomplex on Apr 28, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Gisela was shaking, but even as I considered offering her some comfort, I found my own body numb, and unwilling to move. Think, I told myself. We have Casey. The otherworlder. Gisela, and some of the Kobalt. It's fine, right? I mean, that still gave access to tons of information. As I pulled myself to my feet, Cameron came over to me. "What happene...

The Devlin Family: Incubus Blues

by grimbous on Sep 28, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's Note: This is the second book in The Devlin Family series. Be sure to read The Devlin Family and The Devlin Family: Epilogue before you read this continuation. As with all of my writing please check the tags before you continue. If the tags don't interest you please just skip this story. For those who continue on, I hope you enjoy. *** Needless to...

Play Testers Wanted Pt. 06

by Lost Boy on Aug 27, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

All characters are 18 years old or older. I spent extra time editing and making sure there was a nice flow to the action and not come off as rushed. While writing this piece I had a thought. The character of Wolverine is most well-known for his adamantium claws. When he pops his claws wouldn't they be at body temperature. So, if he were to press them threate...

Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie

by EstebanMamono on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...

Good Boy: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

by Slider1234 on Sep 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

OH... MAH BUDDAYS Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it... yadda yadda. This story may NOT be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use. This work is mostly fiction. All events including celebrities did NOT actually take place. The side st...

Chains of Corruption Pt. 02

by NokturnalMortum on Mar 11, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 1 - The New Normal "I'll be back later, alright?" You ask looking at Gwen. She gives you a confused look and Vivienne says, "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her. Where did you say you were going again?" "Bertand said his shipments have been getting raided so I'm gonna look into it. I should be back before dark." You reply. Vivienne sighs and...

My Autumn and My Winter

by hunsenabadeer on Nov 26, 2017
BDSM

A novel by Christopher Scott Wagoner - "Damn you," Steve said, squinting his eyes to slits "you don't belong here. I'm going to to get rid of you, no matter how much it hurts." His fingers closed on the strand of wet, slippery gray hair. He yanked his arm downward but the pale invader's coat of moisture proved too much for his grip. Cursing, he tried seve...

Heart of the Mountain

by Snekguy on Apr 23, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

CHAPTER 1: WINGED TERROR The morning mist hung low over the valley, the obscuring haze blanketing the forests and fields below, reflecting the vibrant reds and oranges of the rising sun. The shepherd shielded his eyes for a moment as he looked out over the vista, the chill wind whipping at his long beard and tugging at his cloak. He wrapped the garment aro...