Merlin Emrys Novels & Stories

I use my better judgement and hold off until I get to the casino. Forty-five minutes later I’ve checked into my room and am now getting my belongings organized for the night. I don’t plan on leaving the room, so I start the shower and turn on my portable speaker. I sit on the bathroom floor that is now covered in the extra pillows from the bed and let the sound of water and music sooth me. I let my head fall back against the wall and start trying to unravel the emotions that have me on edge. As my emotions rise, I feel my eyes start to blur from the tears that are building up inside of them. I take a deep breath to calm myself and then I open a bottle of Martini-Rossi and light a cigarette.

I guess I have my own assumptions and prejudices that I need to work through. "Yes, hello. I am Ember Viseron. My mother is Rain Viseron, or better known as Rain Lancaster. She is the ruler of the elf kingdom in-'' She waved her hand, cutting me off. "I really don't care about that. I asked what you want, not who you are?" She sighed. It seemed like having me here was taxing to her. Well she's just peachy, isn't she? "Your fairy dust." I cut right to the chase and she let out a laugh.

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.

"Oh, don't worry about the water, every now and again a little trickle through the cracks. You sure you don't want this one? Blackfish Bay mermaids are highly coveted. A single scale could support your family for years!" Excitement burned in her eyes, which were quickly morphing from my emerald green to a pale shade of slate grey. The crimson in her hair began to fade and bleed out, becoming pale and wheat colored. I took a tentative step back when she smiled, and her teeth had changed themselves into razor sharp points.

said Coralis. “He’s decent, I worked with him a few times,” said Sonylla. “For our District V, in the most central part of our territory, we have recruited a mage who has been loyal to us for decades, helped us train fierce warriors and has proven to be one of our greatest assets to help us navigate this war, despite being one of the Most Wanted Witch across the globe. Emery has joined our ranks as a sub-elder, and he will now be known as High Mage Emery,” said Ellya.

She was glaring at him disapprovingly as he pretty much laughed in my face. When he calmed his laughter, he looked at me and asked, “So, you think that you can end this war?” “I know I can,” I retorted. “Cocky girl,” Talon said while shaking his head. I smiled at him and told him, “I got it from my father.” “Where are you even from since you're a witch and are a Luna?” Cadoc asked from close by. Talon glared at him but I answered his question anyway, “I am formally known as Ember of the Timber Coven and I’m no witch.”

“Now you will know her.” He glanced down at me—not with pride, not with amusement—but with that rare, solemn intensity that made the air feel heavier. “This is Maerwynn of Ferngrove,” he said. “Bearer of the Aether. Flame-forged in trial and war. And mine.” He turned back to the court. “My Lady. My equal. My High Lady.”

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

I have been there, and now I am me, Sapphire Welshly Sylverstein-Knightwalker. THE END