Merlin Balinor Novels & Stories

His late brother and twin, Merlin, had no such limitations, but he had gone into Eternal Repose after his wife, Viviane, had been killed in the war against Morrigan. Merlin could not help them. Taliesin couldn’t blame him. The war had taken so much from all of them and raising the barrier had taxed them both greatly. There was little hope that he would ever wake up, and Taliesin had accepted that centuries ago, focusing on raising Merlin’s daughter as if she were his. “Nimue?” Taliesin called as he returned to the meeting hall. She was seated on the old stone bench, looking up through the canopy of the ancient oak trees that were always in bloom.

“I don’t consider any of your actions to have been perpetrated by you. I know what it’s like to have your mind invaded by outside forces. You’re not pardoned, since there’s nothing to pardon. As far as I’m concerned, the rebellion never happened.” Soren looks shocked at the response as he inclines his head, murmuring, “Thank you.” He hasn’t made eye contact with me once and I don’t blame him. This whole situation is more than a little bit uncomfortable. “I don’t think I know Maelor at all,” Cerelia breaks the tension. “He kept up the ruse of being a kindly old mage who wants to make up for past mistakes. The only things I can tell you is that he’s a master manipulator, fantastic at pretense

he mumbled amidst his laughter. “Keep deceiving yourself. I’m just doing charity for your pack,” I grumbled in pretense. The hearty smile on Balin’s face is enough to erase all my worries and fears. I couldn’t wrap my hand around the fact that this guy, whom the mere mention of his name made all creatures tremble, this guy who acts cold and heartless, this same guy who is unreachable, is here, laughing, teasing, and joking with me. The fact that Alpha Balin Creek, the most feared Alpha of the entire empire turned out to be mated to an ordinary mermaid like me seemed like something that would only occur in a dream to me. The fact that it turned out to be a vivid reality, made me swear to prot

In the early morning sun, Elaine could still see Andrew's grin as he left her in the shadows of the night. “You idiot,” The knight murmured, fingering the bright gold letters of the book, thinking she should have let him kiss her for what he’d done. Both so frustrating and yet the salvation of her people, “You wonderful idiot.” Elaine took a seat in the wooden chair, her hand opening the age-old book. Eyes scanned the countless names and gifts of fire, ice, and even wind. Some could speak into minds, and those who were so powerful they could bring down kingdoms or even end the 200’s year war.

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

I admitted, doubting my capabilities. "You possess more strength than you realize. And remember, I will be by your side at every moment. You won't be alone in this," Ashere assured, her presence comforting in the face of such an ominous task. "And who is this son of Isobel?" I finally asked. "He is known as the Dark King

Elsabet queried, her lips twisted in doubt and voice still rough as she leaned forward. “My Raese Merlinus, or Merlin, as many have called him. Was the mightiest lover I’ve ever known. He stole my heart and has kept it in the palm of his hand ever since. When I close my eyes I can still see his face. When I listen carefully, I hear his voice in my mind. When I yearn for a man’s touch, it’s only his I crave. He’s my everything.” “Yearn for a man’s touch…” Elsabet turned it over like a foreign phrase. “I never thought I’d ‘yearn for a man’s touch’...”

He looked away toward the dais where the High Oracle, an ancient woman with cataract-clouded eyes, stood beside Bianca, who knelt before the slumped, dying queen on her throne. “Brothers and sisters of Camelot,” Kael’s voice carried across the hall. “We stand at the edge of a cliff. To the west, the Lycan King Darius gathers his forces. His shadow already touches our borders, and war is no longer a rumor.” A ripple of fear went through the crowd. "To protect this pack," Kael continued, "I need to be strong. And my pack needs a strong queen. Tonight, I choose my Luna.” I took a step forward, my heart hammering in my chest. Choose us. We can be strong together.

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

I sank to the floor as my head throbbed. I heard footsteps outside the door and scrambled back to the bed. The door swung open, and a shadowy figure stood in the doorway. He flicked a switch on the wall next to the door. My eyes blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the bright light. I looked up to see Dan stood there smiling. “I did tell him you were mine.” “Why are you doing this?” I cried. “Because you are mine.”