Camelot Merlin Novels & Stories

for all of those boils on top of that gray skin this creature could have easily been mistaken for a rock if it sat still. It opened its mouth as far as it could go and let out a nightmarish gurgly laugh that sounded like it came from the swamp itself. Then, to the twins horror they watched as the monster flung them into the air, boat and all. It tilted it's head back with its mouth open wide as if to catch them and devour them. The twins were still clutching each other tightly when all of a sudden they heard the sound of tinkling bells. Expecting to meet the swamp monsters razor sharp teeth upon landing, they were surprised when they didn't land at all. Instead they were snatched out of mid

Killian looked up at the sound of a soft hooting noise, and without thinking, he held out his arm, lifting an eyebrow when a small white owl landed delicately on it. ‘Hello.’ He said, and the owl blinked and replied, ‘The gates are open and I am your guide. Follow me and I will lead you to Merlin’s palace.’ The little bird then took off and moved swiftly, making them turn and race after him, ‘He’s a fast little bugger.’ Cerebus grinned as they swooped down toward a large expanse of fog, ‘Keep your eyes on him, this won’t be easy, that fog is thick, wrap something around your noses and mouths for protection, it looks toxic.’

Her breath catches between sobs. Arthur, completely out of touch with the situation asks, “How is this possible?” “Really?” I toss my braids over my shoulder as I turn to face him, forgetting everything I said earlier about keeping my mouth shut. “You can't figure this out? YOU ARE KING ARTHUR, like THE KING ARTHUR, like the SWORD IN THE STONE and EXCALIBUR. For fucks sake, dude, your name is ARTHUR DRAKE! Drake as in “dragon” as in “The Pendragon.” Camelot and all that jazz.” I wave my arms frantically from Devona to Faye. “She’s telling you that the court of King Arthur is real, that Faye is your sister, again. And this crazy lady here with the spiffy jacket, she isn’t just a Merlin, she’s

Demetrius had this gleam in his eyes, knowing that she was asking questions that she didn't want to know the answers to, that maybe Arianna shouldn't if she wanted to have any restraint. Demetrius' eyes darkened for a split second before he said, "Thousands of years ago, Merlin was a powerful witch that was part of a coven named, 'The Seniorem Coven'. Merlin made an immortality elixir for him and his fiancée who was apparently a wolf to drink so they could be together for eternity. It turned out to be a trick when Merlin drank the elixir with Amara the wolf, which made him the first MONGREL, the wolf and the witch. Merlin' plan to live forever with Amara hit the fan when a vampire named Adon

A bear’s pelt, a crocodile’s skin, and coconut tree’s woven leaves—a peculiar hut lived by an equally eccentric witch and her son. A ten-year-old Merlin was skipping his small feet towards their hut. His mum was waiting for him after he spent most of his afternoon nap time at the coven’s cemetery near their home. Though covered with mud and grime, Merlin’s twinkling flaming red eyes glittered with a ring of silver around his iris were beaming with happiness. In his arms was a small wolf cub, its black and white tails wagged as its eyes were unfocused.

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

"Shhh hush! My dear Delilah, can't you see I'm doing you a favor here hm?" "No, you are killing me this way. If she leaves me then I will die. I'm supposed to be in hell with her" Delilah cried in pain. "Trust me Delilah. Morgana lied to you. She's a demon and demons lie. That's their way of living in humans to the fullest. I am afraid I don't want her to exist here anymore" Raven said throwing the half eaten apple aside, rising from the seat too as she caressed the girl's cheek.

Meanwhile, the other warriors secretly rejoiced at what they considered the Blood Shadow Warriors’ bad luck. Yet Merlin remained silent. He simply stared deeply at the key and ancient scroll in his hands. Beside him, Phoniex was unusually quiet too. The playful smirk she normally wore had disappeared as if she had suddenly realized something important. A Sacred Flame Pack warrior finally gathered enough courage and approached one of the silver chests nearby. Carefully observing Merlin’s earlier method, he placed a special ticket on the chest and activated it. The chest opened. Inside lay a long black broken sword engraved with strange ancient symbols.

Roman held Camila to make sure she didn't fall or anything. "how long?" Camila groaned sitting on a boulder. Cory turned to them, pushing his glasses up his face. "a few hours more and we'll be at the top" Cory answered. Camila didn't feel any happier with his answer. Roman handed her a bottle of water which she drank quickly. They started once again and after a few hours Cory came to a stop with a huge grin. "welcome to the top of Romero mountain" he looked up from his map and frowned. It was obvious they weren't at the top of the mountain because they were standing in front of a small cave. Cory started mumbling to himself looking at the map and at them.

An old man is standing at the front door with his hands behind his back. "It took you two long enough" Both Reign and Zephyr bow their heads in respect. "Who are you?" I'm not here for chitchat. The sooner I find out about Camden the sooner I can leave. "My name is Merlin. Please come with me. Everyone is waiting" Everyone? "Who is everyone?" It doesn't escape me that he didn't bother asking my name. Is it because he knows who I am?