Anna Merlin Novels & Stories

She said with a smile her face. "Okay! Please introduce yourself and tell us why you're here” Xandro said as the others listened closely. "I'm Nirvana, the King's daughter “ She said. "Okay! I'm Xandro, alpha and leader of the WolfInk pack”. “Okay! Well I know why you're here and what you came here to do but I like you" the mermaid said. "Why would you like me all of a sudden? Do you know me?” Xandro asked in shock and in confusion

Then she prodded Miranda with one forefinger. “First, I'm not mute, I can talk, I just couldn't hear but that was fixed, so now I can talk and hear. And second.... I came back because you disturbed my peace, bitch!” “What do you mean? I don't know what you're talking about,” Miranda argued. She tried to break free from Annabelle. “I would never fall for a snake like you. You may change your skin many times but I'll always recognize you too. Keep that in mind.” She grabbed Miranda's hand and twisted it.

I snap, Denu and Emerald exchange a look before my sister sighs and goes to sit down. “Ok, maybe I should have told you before, but I didn't want to hurt Diona if it was nothing” I frown at her, she continues. “Have you met Morgana yet?” She asks, why would I have met this Morgana woman? I mean she hates her. Clearly noticing my confusion. “Amphion, she is the double of Diona, only difference is she has dark hair and dark eyes, but apart from that they could be twins” Denu says, lingering on the word twin.

“The last time we spoke earlier, you said something about an Amber…” Mara straightened, confusion furrowing her brow. “You mentioned that I looked like an old friend of yours called Amber?” Elder Summers nodded slowly. “Yes. An old-er friend of mine. Amber was older than I was, she was also older than your mother too.” She nodded towards me. “She was a wonderful white wolf, who had the healing ability bestowed on her by the Moon Goddess. She was about two years before us. A sweet sweet wolf…” she looked up.

“Nero, what the hell is going on? What the fuck happened with Morana?” I turn to him, my expression grave. “Her wolf is cursed with a Meraloth: an ancient entity,” I manage to say, my voice breaking as the implications of what I’ve just learned start to sink in. “Once every five years it feeds on memories, and somehow, it’s inside Morana. We need to find her, help her, because right now, she’s as much a victim of this creature as Camellia and Osiris.” Orion stares at me, horror dawning on his face as he grasps the magnitude of what I’m telling him. “How do you know all this?”

So I turned around and I saw Elijah and Millie walking towards me like they had been there the whole time. "That's a nice trick." I said. "Calvin said that you were hard to get alone. We didn't realize how right he was." Millie said. "What the hell makes you think I'm alone now?" "It doesn't matter if you are or aren't. Those wolves can't help you." Millie said. "Right. Because your a faerie and you think you've above them." I scoffed. "I am." She said. And she through something at me. It looked like a stone of some sort, but I put my arm up to block myself and a shield came up that the stone bounced off of.

He'd gladly take phantom emotions with no discernible cause than feel as wretched as he did right now. It was late, he was tired and I needed to be on my game when they got to Red Fern. Red Fern was led by River's sister Andromeda, she was a very old wolf shifter almost a century old but their wolf metabolism slowed down their aging so she looked like sixty instead of her current age.

Now, answer my question. :Someone is a little testy this morning. That is why you should sleep more. See, I am not as grumpy as you are. And yes, Warrior, a merrow is a female who can transform between being human and a merrow. They are quite violent and lead men into the merrow's snares to devour them. Does your sibling say where he came across such a creature?: "Are you not going to answer me?" Karl scooted closer, his voice still a harsh whisper. Famallumi just stared at both of them, obviously unsure about the wisest course of action.

While Amaris herself has black hair and dark brown eyes, her wolf has a white coat of fur and bright lilac-colored eyes. I've never seen such a beautiful creature in all of my eighteen years. I have heard of a pack of wolves who have white coats, but I always thought it was a legend—one not even of this realm. It is said that the pack of white wolves have magical powers—able to harness the elements: earth, wind, fire, and water—but only a single element each. Their pups are always born in pairs—twins. But, Amaris doesn't have any siblings that I know of—her only friend being that one boy that took his life a few days ago.

He states. "You're wolf is majestic. I felt safe around him." I sigh and tilt my head backwards. "I still don't know what to name my wolf, and don't you dare say Canisa." I warn and he lets out a chuckle. I don't think he knows how sexy that is. "How about Lupita?" he says "That sounds like Aaron's wolf's name." I state. "Morgan. Short for Morgana." He says and I smile, nodding at him.