Gwaine Merlin Novels & Stories

We said goodbye and I headed to the address Nick had texted me. As I walked into the shop a friendly gentleman greeted me. “Miss Clarke, Mr. Thorn said to expect you.” “He did,” I sounded surprised. “I have the bottles ready for you.” We walked over to the counter, and he showed me the bottles. First was Chateau Montelena chardonnay and the second was a bottle of Macallan 18-year-old double cask whiskey. I nodded, not having a clue. I watched as he boxed the bottles up and placed a gift ribbon around each of them.

Headmistress Temple’s eyes bright, “One of our most promising students.” One of the knights bowed his head in her direction, and Elaine repaid the favor with a slight curtsy. It felt odd to do, but it was simple etiquette, and messing up such a simple practice would have been a red flag that she was nervous. The knight who had bowed spoke, low and curt, “I am Tristan, the master of the guard.”

She leaned forward, her spine straightening, chin lifting with pride that had been long forged in fire "Stop threatening me. Don't take me as Katherine," said Merlin with a angry huff. "You cannot be her. She has that Mafia, you have no one. Your brother may be his friend, but it will give no help to you. Otherwise, you won't turn for me," said Givon, taking slowly steps toward Merlin. His limping pronounced yet it did not rob him of presence. Merlin's jaw clenched. She had been lounging a minute ago, basking in her perceived control, now the chill of Givon's word straightened her spine with rage

This time, Richard’s eyes didn’t role but a instead a small smile crept onto his face. “This one is a little more interesting. There are many notations that suggest that Merlin was a real person, just not a man. Some sources suggest that Alpha Excalibur had a witch working for him. Most suggest that the witch was imprisoned while others say that it was Excalibur’s lover. It is hard to know which is truth but all agree that even then Eli’s family wanted close connections with magic.” “Do we know anything else about Excalibur previous to his battle with Arthur?”

Aunt May's grip on her hands tightened as she leaned forward and stared deep into Merlin’s eyes. "What did you say?", her voice was harsh and demanding. "Angeline warned me that the Ancestors would try to deceive me and use me to defeat the werewolves. Is this true?" Aunt May was slowly losing form, her features and body becoming transparent as she began to fade away. Merlin squeezed her hands, trying to hold onto her, but soon she held nothing but air. She could feel herself coming awake, as though rising up through water and reaching for the surface. Aunt May's disembodied voice, reached her through her watery subconscious but even that was fading. Merlin strained to hear the words as she

His eyes gleamed with malicious intention after facing the little girl whom he thought to be dead during the extermination of the Genesis Coven. Who would have known that Shananel would miss such an important fact? Apparently, the enemy was not as weak as he thought. Somehow, Merlin did not know for sure who would prevail in the war. Talia immediately swerved her body to the right before she decided to gamble. “Reshis Infigar!”

Rian’s name came sooner than she expected. “Greythorn. Meryn.” Her pulse jumped. Meryn was one of the boys she had noticed earlier—a brutish figure with forearms the size of tree trunks and a permanent sneer etched into his thick jaw. His dark brown hair was buzzed short, and a fresh scar marked his eyebrow. He grinned as he stepped into the ring, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet. “New meat,” he muttered, cracking his knuckles. “Try not to cry.”

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

Arthur placed his sword in its sheath “Whatever the case may be, he will start showing signs any day now. I can’t wait to see what he can actually do, once his body attunes to the natural laws of the universe.” “Well it wasn’t easy setting up that ruse to glitch the randomizer. By the way, you talk about him almost as if he might be stronger than you,” Merlin taunted with a smirk. “He’s half a millenia too young to be able to stand against me. Do me a favor and have Myrddin give my father the report. On that note, I’m going to head to bed as well. Good luck in your matches, Merlin.” “Good luck to those who have to deal with me.”