Merlin/arthur Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He is in denial. "I don't, I'm actually dribbling." That was obvious sarcasm. He began to gaze at the night sky again and tried to focus himself, it is not his usual preference. He is more into erotic arts that'll crack anyone's mind by disturbing tints and details. He just feels like trying out new things, he's probably tired of his routine. Archer saw how Selah's lips twitched as she turned to walk away, he knows she didn't like his response. A smirk escaped from his lips, seeing her frowning made him chuckle.

Sweat blurred my vision, and pain dulled my thoughts. For a moment, I thought I saw the Arthur from my youth again, standing before me with a gentle smile and undisguised concern in his eyes. His lips moved as if he were speaking. I tried to listen, but he faded away. The hallway was cold and empty, and I was alone in it. I told myself it was fine. In seven days, I would leave this place and Arthur. After that, I would never let myself be hurt like this ever again.

"Three years ago, I rescued a warrior with no memory. Her code name was 'Sera.' In three years, through her own strategy and valor, she became the irreplaceable Head Beta of my Silverwood Pack. And now you tell me she's the mate you declared dead? The woman you threw in your dungeon?" Arthur's heart sank. He finally understood where I had been for three years. He had imprisoned the second-in-command of the North's most powerful pack. "She is my mate! Samara!" Arthur roared. "This is a private matter of the Blackmoon Pack!" "Your mate?" Rhys laughed, a short, sharp, mocking sound. "The mate you declared dead? The one you cast aside for her sister? The woman you slandered and threw in a dungeo

As he made his moves, he began muttering under his breath, leaning over the board to block my line of sight with his shoulder, tapping his gloved fingers rhythmically against the wooden table to break my concentration. "You think you’re smart, Mira?" Arthur whispered, his voice a low, grating hiss as he slammed a knight onto c6. "You think Daniel loves you? He’s using you. Just like he used his father’s trust fund. The moment he gets the money back, he’ll leave you in Brooklyn." "Focus on the board, Arthur," I said quietly, keeping my eyes locked on the green squares.

"Arthur isn't himself. He's talking like a different person, saying things he would never say." "Oh, that." Seraphina laughed, a tinkling sound like breaking glass. "I gave him a little love potion." "What?" A love potion, that would explain Arthur behavior. "Just something to help him see clearly. To understand that I'm the only woman worthy of his attention." She set down her brush and turned to face me. "It also makes him quite hostile toward you specifically. Rather clever, don't you think?" "You poisoned him." "I helped him. Arthur was so confused, torn between duty and some misguided attraction to a slave. Now he knows exactly where he belongs."

It seemed he was convincing himself to make a decision. "You haven't won, Evelyn." He resumed his carefree demeanor and lit a cigarette as he spoke. "After all, you're just a toy to me, a quite worthless one among many toys. "I can dump you if I want, and so can I replace you if I want." After saying that, he held the popular internet celebrity nearby. It was the woman who had just mocked me, Lily. Lily exclaimed and ran into his arms. "I'm sorry, Miss Thea. But this time, I'd like to break my promise. I shall continue to keep you as my toy."

Madin says just to know if Arthur will really listen to him , regardless of how in need he is. "Okay..." Arthur says in a whisper, hesitantly moving off him but Madin pulls him back. "There now , don't cry. Come on, here I am, do whatever you've been dreaming about and whatever you've been wanting to do with me." Madin says chuckling , but his chuckle dies suddenly when Arthur's demons hear Madin's last words__ words of permission. NEXT MORNING... "I want to sleep, Arthur." Madin says dragging his lazy body to the side but Arthur pulls him back in his arms.

I pushed up to my toes, pressed my lips to his scaled face. He reached down, grabbed my hand. He slapped his open palm to mine. Glared up at Finn. "Ever." Ari snorted. "Thank you for that moment to process, garinion." I smiled. "Sure, Ari. What's your news?" She rearranged her face into a brighter expression. "Well, good news first. Merlin is still safely stuck in his tomb. It will take more than Patrick has available to raise him." "Even if he has Matilda Matheson as a supernatural battery?" Finn asked.

I cheered as Jolly jesters started to dance in a funeral. I walked up to Arthur who gave me my wailing son, wailing in hunger before he kissed me. “That was so sexy you being so maleficent.” I turned my back to Arthur. “Let’s play after Tristan goes to sleep okay.” I said before I walked away with all eyes on me. This was only the beginning of my reign. Arthur's note Hey guys. Please give my book an honest review on what you think so far and if you like what you see you can follow me on Instagram.

Shana grinned. “But you are wrong, Shana,” and Arthur lifted his arms and the thunder cracked outside. “I am the enchantress’s true mate… we are one!” And as Arthur twirled his fingers, cracks erupted in the roof of the room. ‘Shield, Arthur,’ Mila’s word came in his head. “Aspido,” Arthur muttered as he placed his hand on his own head. “What are you doing?” Shana shrieked. “Not so happy are you?” Arthur grinned as he pointed his finger towards a pillar and concentrated. Huge cracks formed in the pillar, and it seemed it would collapse at a feather’s touch.