Camelot Merlin Novels & Stories

"A goddess, nonetheless. I am unfamiliar with this Merlin. If you could please provide us with a brief history, we will be better able to determine if we can assist in whatever capacity you require." Ari nodded. "Merlin was a wizard of some repute. He once aided kings before our times progressed beyond their system of rule. Legend says that he is the bastard child of a demon and noble woman. He's immensely powerful, able to shape-shift, change perceptions of reality, and control the elements." I looked up at my grandmother, my mouth hanging open. "And you think I can beat him by myself?"

said Merlin, “I am not inclined to play politics with mutts, so I will leave this task to you. From now on, you will listen to me and only me.” Merlin teleported. He hovered over Shananel, pressed her cheeks tightly, and whispered on her face with great malice and sick pleasure. “You and I can’t afford to lose this war. We are already in the point of no return.” Disbelief, horror, fury… these emotions mixed and were reflected in Shananel’s eyes before she succumbed to Merlin’s curse. x-x-x-x-x-x-x The subsidiary leaders of the Werewolf Committee had a meeting of their own.

’ He chuckled and she frowned back at him not amused, ‘This is deadly serious Alexis, your mate is a very powerful witch, she is a Daughter of Merlin, a member of the most powerful Coven in the world. It is perfectly reasonable for her to head to the place of King Arthur's Castle and land that was Camelot once upon a time.’ Alexis looked at her incredulously,

It shocked the old pup, but he obeyed his master regardless. Merlin was quiet in the beginning of the trek, until he asked me about what Kevin had told me in regards to him. I told him that he told everything that he knew about the warlock. About Camelot, Gaius, Kilgharrah, Guinevere, Mordred, the priestess, Zephyr, and above all, Arthur. We walked in silence for quite a bit before he told me more about himself. Things he hadn’t told anyone before.

"HA HA HA HA! Is this it? Is this my destiny? After everything I've went through, after everything I sacrificed, is this the end? Is this the karma for all the people that I've murdered? Is this the end of my journey you ******* Gods! Even if I die here, even if need to exchange my soul to the devil, I will still avenge my people . I will kill Merlin and the rest of the Kingdom!" The maiden was shocked after she heard the name Merlin. It was a name familiar to her, a name that is important for her, a name that is very important for her revenge. Merlin is actually related to Morgana the traitor of humanity. Morgana was originally the Sage of the Kingdom of Alvarez, she is Merlin's sister. But

She seemed to show great interest in my ability to see the future. “What did you say your wolf’s name was again?” She asked. I wasn’t sure why that was relevant but I answered, “Emerald.” “Hmm…” Alpha Everly muses. “It seems our wolves are sisters.” I tilt my head to the side. What could that mean? Everly’s POV

POV ALPHA ARCHIE - DARK MOON PACK Getting that phone call a few hours ago informing me of Emerald being unable to attend the training camp dug a knife into me. My wolf Blaze took over that phone call, demanding to know why she could no longer attend. I could tell Dean and his wolf were at war with one another. I shouldn't have let Blaze out, especially with an alpha like Dean Emerson, but Blaze is protective, as am I when it comes to that girl.

In just a few weeks of her training with Camelot, Angela could feel that she was getting stronger and it made her glad. She could now hold her own for a few minutes. Though she had not been able to land any blows on Camelot during their practice, she knew that it was only a matter of time. Camelot was a big man and he was fast but she was faster and more nimble because she was smaller and it has always been her strength back when she was Marylee.

Citadel Lower Rings, Market Vault The passkey glimmered behind the trader’s glass, a sliver of tech small enough to fit in a palm, powerful enough to open half the Citadel’s veins. Abigail’s eyes locked on it like it was oxygen. “Now,” she whispered. Samuel muttered something about bad ideas but moved anyway. He slipped a hand beneath his jacket, pulling the trader’s attention with a clink of credits while Abigail slid the case’s latch. The siren wailed.

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty