Lamia Merlin Novels & Stories

His voice quavered and he closed his eyes, ‘Blood of a Lycan, Strong and True, Given here freely, For a payment due, Blood of the Warlock Bound with magic’s glue Give life back to this Luna And her little Cub too.’ Merlin incanted the simple spell and the brightest of lights burned over the three of them shooting straight up into the air and then dissipating leaving only a glowing blue light over each of Tiana’s bound wrists.

- He said. - So be it. – They said. - We need witnesses for when we take it. – They said. - We'll stay as you prefer. - They said. Then, she took the potion that was handed over by the priests, when it glowed, they checked her folds, placed both fingers. - Very narrow. – They said. Then, what they realized was that Lady Lamia, being a snake, was a hermaphrodite, as she had breasts and a vagina, and in the absence of a penis, she had two of them.

The Fairy said that the Lamia was a creature, once a child-eating monster, that in later centuries was regarded as a type of night-haunting demon. From their view, the creature looks like a dark, scaly half-snake, half-woman. It has scaly arms and fiery red eyes. The Lamia has been ascribed serpentine qualities. In ancient legend, Lamia was a woman of fantastic beauty until a god cursed her. Her once-glamorous visage was twisted into horrific ugliness to fit her newfound craving for children's blood, but she more or less kept a human form. She was, however, renowned for wearing a skirt of snakeskin that covered her legs. It has a foul odour coming from its mouth and has been pointed out as a

As Eldion and Mira got accustomed to the slight movements of the creature as it moved towards the west and knowing that they were already beyond reach of the Imperial soldiers, they were able to breathe easier and take in the sights of the vast lake. Mira still could not believe that she was riding on the back of a legendary creature that she some were even doubting if it truly existed. She ran one hand over the scales of the lake creature, feeling its smooth surface. “She says you’d know who she is,” said Eldion, turning his head a bit to glance at Mira. Mira was speechless for a moment before a name came out of her lips. “Serimang,” she murmured. “Yes, that who she says she is,” said Eldio

She gave a toothy smile, and Lily caught a glimpse of small little fangs. “What are you?” She gasped. Lily found herself reaching to touch her fangs. “I’m what’s called a chimera. I am tainted blood to our kind, too much mixed into one being.” Isla shooed Lily’s hand away. “You don’t want to touch those. If you prick your finger, you’ll get a hefty dose of venom in your bloodstream. Unfortunately I don’t have an antidote to match my venom.” Isla locked eyes with Lily. She smiled briefly at her.

she chuckled. "Don't lie to them Lizzy we do bite but only on full moons," Everyone laughed in unison, and the awkward tension in the air dissipated. The Mermaid who had just spoken possessed a distinctive kind of beauty that was sought after by modeling scouts. Her skin was a dark brown canvas that carried her large almond eyes, nose, and thick lips. Her cheekbones were pronounced and angled perfectly to fit her face along with the rest of her features which were perfectly proportioned. Lizzy hadn't mentioned her name yet but I was keen on getting to know her. "Oh you're not the only ones," Saiora replied. "My friend almost ate Ren during the full moon," I chuckled nervously in remembrance

Lifting his head, he sniffed the air before discarding his underwear and shifting. Merlin was standing on the balcony of her room, watching the rain clouds moving restlessly across the sky when she spotted the gray wolf emerge from the forest. Even from a distance, he was massive, his muscles rippling under his thick fur coat and his yellow eyes, distinctively bright in the semi-darkness of the impending storm. The longer she stared at him, the more she felt his eyes looking directly at her even though she was sure that couldn't be possible at this distance.

“I’ll be cautious. Got to go.” Diana hung up the phone and zipped her suitcase. Before it turned dark she had every intention of searching the woods for further clues concerning the red lupus garou—not a wild dog, a mixed wolf-dog breed, or as some thought, a pit bull that some bastard had trained to kill his victims—that might be killing the women.

He states. "You're wolf is majestic. I felt safe around him." I sigh and tilt my head backwards. "I still don't know what to name my wolf, and don't you dare say Canisa." I warn and he lets out a chuckle. I don't think he knows how sexy that is. "How about Lupita?" he says "That sounds like Aaron's wolf's name." I state. "Morgan. Short for Morgana." He says and I smile, nodding at him.

That they would become legends, and stories would be told of them for centuries to come. I had watched Mathias from the moment he was born, even though he was not my descendant. His role in this life, however, was essential to one of my heirs, Lamia. The dormant gene Lamia carried came to life the day she was born. Destined to become the Queen of shifters but, fate has a funny way of turning events and throwing in a random twist. Lamia became the unknown. Her father, a man I met once, and saw his future child, is part Lycan, a descendant from the goddess Morrigan’s bloodline.