Emrys Merlin Novels & Stories

The clock chimed. At the last toll, the embers collapsed, and the grate was cold. Isabelle lifted the serpent key—a replica of the latch’s eye and slipped it into the sketchbook’s spine. With a hushed click, the book’s cover sprung forward, revealing a shallow cavity. Inside lay a folded parchment sealed with crimson wax: the Ember Circle’s original charter—and a second, smaller key of burnished silver.

I asked, but I got no reply from her “Tell me, Emery," I push further this time, I stepped towards her slower, maybe she was scared She looked at me, her eyes watery, her lips trembling. “I don't want to feel like I'm being passed between monsters." I froze. “I'm not him," I said, “you know that." “I want to believe that," she whispered. She looked up at me, eyes glistening, lips trembling. “I want to feel like I’m not just being passed between monsters.”

She'll never forgive me and fully awaits the rejection when she finds out I wasn't lying about that aspect. Emerald has more powers and strengths than she knows. Playing friendly with Purple Moon made me realize that Declan and Emerald are Lycans. They are worried about them finding out and taking control of their pack and the few others still in control by Lycans. The King, however, is obsessed with Emerald.

"He only said to attack you and keep you occupied for a while" Ren's frown deepened. Why would the wizard hunter want her occupied? Was he planning to do something? Layla gasped suddenly as she figured it out. "Emrys",she whispered dreadfully. "He's going after Emrys" "Emrys will fry him with a single spell",Ren said casually but her frown turned into a suspicious scowl as she went into deep thoughts. "He's the greatest wizard ever. The wizard hunter will not be able to defeat him so easily and quietly, we would hear the sound of fighting"

He's such a teaser. ''No, I really like lions. By the way, isn't Emery a greyish-black form of corundum?'' I raise an eyebrow and he sighs, rolling his eyes; he probably have had this kind of question before but I don't blame him. Yet, his name sounds perfect. It matches him in a way that I think it wouldn't. ''Tell me something I don't know,'' He smirks.

Goosebumps followed my finger. My mark was of a crown with a sword sticking through it. There was Emeralds lined on the hilt of the sword. The crown was a traditional looking crown but this one had Emeralds and Rubies alternating around the middle of it. I stared at it for a minute. Zach said our marks are unique to each person, right? So, my mark should be of my family’s. I feel like this is more evidence I am the descendant of that family but how is this possible! That mark is like of a king. I crammed my neck to see Wyatt’s mark on my neck but I couldn’t see it.