Gwaine Merlin Novels & Stories

“Aren? No, Taren G something.” “Talen Gawaine,” one of the other patrons, a regular at propping up the bar offered. “He said his name was Talen Gawaine. I remember because of King Arthur and the round table, you know? Girl was hot, by the way, Cameron. Definitely punching above your weight with that one.”

"Why aren't you in bed? You should have called for me if you needed something, if Arthur sees you, he would be so hard to pacify again." "I know, I know. I will return to bed, as soon as I find a new book to keep myself busy with. In the meantime, who is this gentleman?" "He is..." "Lance Miller." Lance introduced as he came over to take Gwen's hand and kissed it. "I am a friend of your sister." A friend? Well, I wouldn't call him my friend, but... "She has never mentioned you." Gwen said, giving me a look. "I am Gwendolyn Geraldton, Duchess of Arana. Welcome to my home."

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair

While Devona stands over them both, her hands glowing green and gold, Arthur is holding the horseman back. No, Gareth, his real name is Gareth, I remind myself. He is a knight. A cursed knight who did nothing wrong but was punished cruelly by the same person who cursed Merlin, who has cursed me with a hundred horrible deaths. The Queen of Light needs to pay for all that she has done.

Not showing any signs of looking didn't look back, seeing this Gawain sighed and silently followed Helga knowing that this wouldn't end well. "I'll watch over her to make sure she doesn't damage anything" Gawain said as he walked away while they remained silent. "See you Gawain" the bluish green-haired girl called with a soft smile. "See you Merlia" Gawain replied dully to his friends as he followed after his overzealous fellow Dark Dweller. "It's times like these that we need to put a tracker on that girl" Gawain muttered as he followed behind Helga with his hands in his pockets.

“Please do not shed tears anymore, miss.” Before Maleficent could retort back, Merlin already turned to the next corner—leaving her alone as she tried to reach her arm in his direction to call him. Merlin the wizard. Two hundred twenty years old. Attended Transylvania Academy five years ago. Ability: Necromancy. His innate ability made him the walking bane of the nature wizards. Maleficent still fixated her eyes on the corner where he turned into. The newly resurrected butterfly fluttered before her. Waving her hand, Mimi the butterfly reduced into a pile of ash before she turned to him.

"What's happening? Why's everyone panicking??" Melinda stared at me openly, appearing scared for the first time since I've known her. "Whoever they are that's...that's been taking warriors from various packs have finally arrived at the castle." My heart stopped for a beat. "Who did they take?" "Gawain Peirce, head of the king's personal security." Her words shook when she said, "I know whoever they are is going to return him after a week and then... and then he's going to turn out like the rest."

Gwen shrieked, angrily moving about on her bed. After ranting about a hundred ways to kill Warren and dispose of his body, my friends finally calmed down. “Don’t lie to us, Mer. How are you?” “Truthfully? Messed up. At times when I think I’ve gotten over it, the pain slams into me like a truck, and it becomes unbearable.” Even now, there was a lump in my throat that made it difficult to swallow. “You can’t just get over it, Merilyn.” Gwen frowned. “You were with him for ten years! That bastard was your first.”

the gateman, a werewolf from my pack, squealed in fear, seeing me in front of the building. "You get to keep your life, David, for telling me they are here. But get lost if you wish to keep your life." Without further persuasion, he sprinted away, not looking back and I shut the gate behind me. One of Merlin's friends stepped out of the house in a lacey pant and bra, her body dripping water. Her eyes flew wide open in horror when they found mine and she noticed the gate was empty. "Merlin!" She yelled in horror, sprinting back into the building. I didn't rush in after her, I simply pulled the sleeves of my shirt up, cracking my neck as I slowly stepped into the house, Ian howling out.

His hands clenched tightly behind him. Colfre swallowed the lump on his throat as he looks at the queen's eyes. "I want to be the strategist of this war, to bring victory back and offer it to Hymir, Your Majesty." Morrigan paced back and forth again. Scoffing on Colfre's reason to set out of war. It may be important for Hymir to have someone with great knowledge in the art of war to be their strategist and it was obvious that Colfre would be a fitting official to undertake this job. But she cannot let him go with his condition still not getting better. "We are not short of strategist, Colfre. You don't have to set out of war." Morrigan's voice weakens as she sees how Colfre could not look st