Merge Magic Creatures Novels & Stories

"Lycaon wants me to rule with him." "As his partner. His equal. Immortal and powerful." I met her eyes, refusing to soften the blow. "That's choice one. And according to the prophecy, if you accept, the merger happens. Both worlds combine. Billions die in the chaos of the initial collapse. the text specifies that only one in ten thousand will survive the first wave. But you survive. You thrive. The prophecy says you'd become something unprecedented. Neither human nor wolf, neither alive nor dead in the way we understand those terms. A being of pure power, anchoring the merged reality."

Right in front of eyes, I saw a ball of water swirled from her right hand. She shot the wounded dragon a look as she fused her palms together, thereby mixing the water ball with the fire ball she caught from the dragon. She began to enlarge the ball as she watched the animal charged towards her. It inched closer and closer and Melanie was still hell-bent on making a huge ball out of the fire and water. “Melanie, watch out.” Megan screamed just as the dragon simultaneously attacked Melanie with its claws and tail. However, Melanie released the ball just around that same time and the dragon came crashing down with a loud growl. Melanie focused her powers and energy on getting the dragon stuck

I said carefully. "The creatures are a mixture. Magic and werewolf blood combined in a way that shouldn't be possible." He tapped the document. "The magic component required someone with a specific bloodline. A catalyst bloodline." He looked at me. "The runes you carry Remi. The ones that appear when you're in danger. When you heal. When you connect with Nero." He paused. "Those aren't random. Those are the same runes used to create the creatures." I felt cold.

This entity sought not harmony but dominance, and it saw the fusion as an opportunity to reclaim what had been lost. It was a being known as the "Harbinger of Forgotten Realms," a creature of nightmarish tales and ancient prophecies. With each step it took, the very fabric of the merged realm began to tremble, threatening to tip the balance and unravel the delicate harmony the guardians had worked so hard to achieve.

, said the elder elf. “But you will lose your sanity, later on”, added the older elf. “Why?”, Adolfo asked for the third time, he was so confused. “Fusion happens when creatures combine. These creatures have different minds. If they stay longer at that state, later on, their body and soul will get confused about whom to follow”, explained the elder elf. “Also, their weaknesses were combined and that means it will consume the body faster than the normal ones, unless they do not have any weakness, but I doubt”, added the elder elf.

My chest burned as both forces slammed into me at once, pulling my soul in two directions until I thought I’d break completely. I gripped their hands tighter. “Let it merge. Don’t resist.” Lyra screamed as power ripped through her. Seren cried out at the same time, shadows spilling from her back like wings made of smoke. The merging had begun, violent, unstoppable, and completely dependent on the part of my soul I had already given. They leaned into each other, their foreheads touching, their magic intertwining through my body like threads weaving one soul from two halves. I screamed as the power surged through me, white through one side of my chest, black through the other.

There’s a way. Mira’s wolf tilted her head, wary. "What way?" Merge. The word cracked the air, heavy, final. Mira’s wolf froze. "That’s forbidden." "So is what you’ve already done," Sheetal said flatly. You broke the rules when you rebuilt her. You’re already halfway gone. This is the only way forward." Mira’s wolf bared her teeth. "If we merge, she loses everything. So do I." "Not everything," Sheetal countered. "Half, half. One life, one body, shared until you die isn't a bad thing. You can become one and live."

Nor did I feel depleted from the work I’d done. All of the color had run out of Nuthatch’s face. “I. uh… need to talk to the council,” he said. My forehead furrowed. Should I be worried? “Okay,” I said. “Do you think I can keep her?” He stared from me to the unicorn and back again and said, “Only if you lose the horn. People around here might be accepting of shifters and mages, but not mythical creatures.” I laughed. “Mr. Nuthatch, until a few months ago, shifters and mages were mythical creatures--at least to me. What’s one more?”

"If you won't tell me what he is, then why bring it up?" "One because you are still angry with me. Two because there are other kinds of creatures that we might come into contact with but trust me, I will protect you. Nothing will happen to you." God! Right now, my fingers are combing my hair in frustration. There are other creatures? "What other creatures could there be?" "Aside from Dragons, there are vampires, werewolves, mages, and zombies. Vampires, werewolves, and mages exude a lot of population and blend so well among the human race. Zombies are rare but Dragons are few.

Everything turned dark and silent. *********