Merlin Casts Novels & Stories

The little girl’s eyes were wide, her small hand gripping Diana’s fingers tightly. “Merlin…” she whispered, her voice uncertain. Kelvin, on the other hand, had gone quiet, his eyes darting between the adults, sensing the tension even if he didn’t fully understand it. Diana didn’t look at either child. Her eyes were fixed on Merlin. “A mistake?” she repeated slowly, picking up on his earlier words. “You’re saying this is a mistake?” Merlin ran a hand through his hair, frustration creeping into his movements. “I didn’t say that,” he replied, his voice low. “I just... this is complicated.”

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.

Merlin freezes an inch from me, her eyes wide and confused. For the first time since we've met, an expression other than that icy calm is on her face. The light in her hands has died, only the shine in her eyes remains and even though her gaze brims with power, nothing happens to me. "It... It can't be." Merlin takes a step back but her hand is still on my neck, her fingers still on my throat as she murmurs the spell under her breath again. Her left hand, the one still free, glows with that scary, terrifying ash light again.

She scoffed and sent waves of ice, cold water to put out the fire, soaking the ground under her feet. They were circling around each other, their eyes locked, as they threw more magical attacks at each other. Gilbert was breathing heavily and beads of perspiration stood out on his face and head but still he persevered, becoming more desperate with each failed attempt. Merlin, however, showed no signs of tiring, instead growing bolder and more confident with each attack. As Gilbert prepared to launch another attack, Merlin threw shards of ice at him, that froze him and locked him in place. Approaching him, she placed her hand on his chest and looking up into his soulless, black eyes, she whi

The Warlock brought his hand down and placed it between the unconscious girl's legs, letting his blood coat the folds of her sex. ‘Dear Goddess, NO!’ Asher cursed inwardly as his stomach lurched with nausea as he watched the man in red collect his blood on his fingers and push them inside her. ‘With my blood Mixed with yours, You will obey There is no cure I take now What belongs to me With my body using yours To set me free. I am Merlin The Greatest of all I use this vile act To heed the call My soul is lost It's black and dead Take now my seed There is no more to be said’

Merlin swiftly raised his hands and immediately it covered them to prevent them from being burn. “Who are you? How did you get in here?” He speaks with a hoarsening voice. “Hahaha! A sorcerer, a wolf, and a human. Three different beings tagged along. Is this what this world was happening now?” He added. “Listen, everyone, hold his tail tightly and try not to let go no matter what, okay?” He then loudly speaks ancient lingo and suddenly a white light covers their bodies as if some kind of protection spell. “Are you ready?” He added. Kevin, Judie, and Rico nodded their head.

Merlin says turning one over in his hand, Connor tips an imaginary hat. “I specialise in glamours, but I am a Totem-Witch at heart. I can make any number of things.” He looks to Ash and Kai, “And we all need to hear her voice again.” Connor sniffs and Serena puts a hand on his shoulder. He nods and Merlin takes one of them and puts it in a pocket,

Merlia said tersely as she took her now startled friend with her to the dorm, ignoring his smiley look as they closed the door behind them. Skye however now seeing that they wouldn’t help resumed his search for Anberine. ~ “What is wrong with you?” Morgana asked sharply as she slammed the door shut, not caring that this would attract attention. “He can’t just hurt her and expect us to take it!” Morgana added crossly. “That’s the thing” Merlia replied softly as she saw Helga and Perceval’s worried expressions. “I think the spell has worked” Morgana blinked in surprise, not truly understanding how this was possible given that they followed the instructions carefully.

And that would be extremely dangerous for us. They were pure evil who loved killing and laughing over the dead body while stepping on their chest and face and even feel proud of their work. They wanted nothing but blood and war. War for power. War to prove who was strong. But for what? Who would you prove if everyone would just die? I shrugged off my thoughts as we all gathered in front of the academy and Merlin was already standing upon the stairs. "The first team has been dispatched. Now the second team along with Shield Agents will go to track down the criminal Med Lauren. Get to work, soldiers!" Merlin announced in a loud voice. His voice was stonic even under -2°C and it was surprising.

“Please do not shed tears anymore, miss.” Before Maleficent could retort back, Merlin already turned to the next corner—leaving her alone as she tried to reach her arm in his direction to call him. Merlin the wizard. Two hundred twenty years old. Attended Transylvania Academy five years ago. Ability: Necromancy. His innate ability made him the walking bane of the nature wizards. Maleficent still fixated her eyes on the corner where he turned into. The newly resurrected butterfly fluttered before her. Waving her hand, Mimi the butterfly reduced into a pile of ash before she turned to him.