Merlin Fate Novels & Stories

“What do you remember little wolf?” “I remember the attack, the all-black wolves, I was fighting with one and his blood tasted of magic, he tossed me like I was a little rag doll and then...pain. One talked to me, he was bigger than the rest. He called me Feilan…,” I looked around and made sure Silas was still sound asleep before looking back at Magnus with wide fearful eyes. “ He knew exactly who I was and seemed very happy I was not mated yet.”

I didn’t want to ruin the mood, but I knew he was withholding information from me. “Once we mark each other, there is no possibility for a second-chance mate.” As if reading the confusion on my face he continued. “If your mate dies before you mark them, the Moon Goddess grants you a second-chance mate. But if you mark your mate, then you are committed to them and only them.” He brushes a hair out of my face, but I push him back, sitting up. “Do you think that's a good idea though? Maybe we should see if I even make it through the full moon.”

"I wish it didn't have to be like this." "I know." A hiccup escaped her. "I was never supposed to get married. Never supposed to get pregnant. It was written in my destiny. But I just had to go and defy the goddess, and now this is happening to our child." "It's not your fault, Freya. The prophecy was just wrong." She peered up at him, her red-rimmed eyes searching his. "Don't say that, Alex. The moon goddess is never wrong."

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

I throw back the rest of my drink and fix my eyes on the dance floor below, bodies writhing in time to the bass. Persephone scoffs beside me. “But how will you satisfy your mate if you don't even know what you are doing?” I ignore her. She presses harder. “I could help you. Teach you a few things. Show you how to rock her world.” “Penny,” Alistair snaps, his voice sharp now. “No, you will not.” Daemon finally cuts in, voice calm and firm. “Leave him be, all of you. There is nothing strange about waiting for your fated.”

"What curse?" "The kind that doesn't kill," Morgane smiled with a bitter laugh. "Not yet. Not while she is loved. Not while she is claimed. But when the child is seventeen—on the eve of the blood moon—her soul will be lost. Unless. Emereah pays the price." "What price?" Morgane looked up, eyes glinting with cruel hope. "Her life. Her bond. Her legacy." She spun back to the fire, low laughter. "Let them rejoice. Let them crown her. Let them title her Alpha. Because in seventeen winters, I come back. And this time… fate will be swayed."

Apparently, the God of Mischief was just the God of Idiots. “How?” he demanded to know. I quirked a brow, needing more context. “There was no way for you to survive the death blow of my magic. I felt it when it struck you.” “Your magic is lacking if it can’t tell that it didn’t reach its intended target. It struck the lovely Queen Imeela. It didn’t even harm her, so it was definitely lacking.”

There was a total of four territories left and we would have to claim two of them if we wanted to win. "We are falling behind," Justin muttered. "Then stop complaining and move your asses faster!" Logan retorted. Everyone including me hurried their footsteps. We got to a small clearing and in the centre stood a wooden pole with blue ribbons. "Fucking finally," Justin cursed trying to yank the pole free but my eyes caught some inscriptions at the back. "Wait!" I called out to him before he could remove it. "Why? What now, Omega Harper?" Rachel taunted clearly mocking what Logan had said earlier. I chose to ignore her.

"Why didn't you inform me of this? You were aware, weren't you? Selena paused, her hands trembling uneasily. "I was aware of it, but not all the specifics. That ritual isn't supposed to be employed, Aria. It's a curse that passes for redemption. --- Why would someone utilize it, then? I pushed. As though worried that the walls could hear her, she dropped her voice. "Because everything changes when a mate bond is broken." It changes the path of destiny. It seems obvious that Veyron or Darius would look for this if they wanted to control your life and fate.

Unfortunately, the day when he was on his mission he die, I was never told how exactly he died but the unseelies had something to do with it, every one of them submitted but they were not very powerful during those times. We had just performed a send-off ceremony for your father when I received news that the fountains were producing less dust, the south fountain is the one known to the fairies but there are other three fountains for every region the North, the south, and the east but they are invincible and can only be seen in the eyes of the queen.