tumblr
Maleficent
tumblr
tumblr
tumblr
Some of the servants weren't strictly human. Some of the servants were black and gray and strangely shaped. They had beaks instead of mouths, or pig snouts, or worse, no mouths at all. Their feet were cloven hooves or spurred chicken claws or huge, splayed trotters.
Eyeless, leering, toothy smiles. The piggish bodies of Maleficent's demon guards. Maleficent's unnatural servants stood guard in front of them. There were more of the nasty goblin-like creatures with yellow eyes than Aurora Rose remembered. They stood insolently with their spear tips crossed to make an improvised fence to hold their prisoners back.
From pages 18 and 255 and 367 of the
paperback version of
Once Upon a Dream, of the
Twisted Tales series, by Liz Braswell
The goblins never learned. They had never found Princess Aurora either, but then again, the dimwits had been looking for a baby for eighteen years. No wonder Maleficent was always frustrated. It was so hard to find good help these days.
page 20 of
The Isle of the Lost by
Melissa de la Cruz I love that in this book, Melissa de la Cruz has the goblins working at basically a ghetto version of Starbucks. Hilarious. She even riffs on the fact that baristas spell customers names wrong all the time.
In the past, the disgusting things had been foot soldiers in her mother's dark army, ruthlessly dispatched across the land to find a hidden princess; but now their tasks were reduced to serving up coffee as bitter as their hearts, in tall, grande, and venti sizes. The only amusement they had left was to ruthlessly misspell each customer's name written with marker on the side of the cup. (The joke was on the goblins since hardly anyone could read Goblin; but that never seemed to make any difference.)
pages 19-20 of
The Isle of the Lost by
Melissa de la Cruz