Merlin Fate Novels & Stories

I watch as words etch themselves in silver light against my door instead. "I will not help you commit evil again, Daughter of Silvercrest. I saw what you wanted to destroy. I've seen what you almost had me end. But it's neither for you nor me to end. Her Destiny is greater, shines brighter, than anything both of us can comprehend. You cannot end it even if you tried. DO NOT CALL ME AGAIN." The bracelet around my wrist turns into ash right before my eyes and I watch as the connection I had with Merlin is severed and falls to the ground like ash.

When his Leader stepped forward Merlin held up his hand freezing him to the spot and he could only watch helplessly as the Portal opened and then closed behind the brother and sister. ‘It was their time.’ He said to the guards moving over to the barely conscious young woman, ‘Do not be afraid daughter of my loins, I walk beside you always and you will know how to find me when the time comes.’ Very gently he kissed her forehead and then clapped his hands and she found herself lying on the Coven's Cross once more. Merlin helped her to her feet, ‘This Prophecy must happen, Daughter. I hope you understand that now so go willingly to your mate and let him claim you. This ends tonight.’

"I’ve lived for centuries and heard countless tales about the so-called Destiny Child," Darius sneered as he circled me like a predator. "Rumored to be the one who will stop me and Maledicta. Let’s see what you’re truly made of, child." "It’s a shame you think you can destroy me so easily. Ask Merlin the greatest wizard of all time, according to your people. He died by my hand, unable to even stand on equal ground with me." He laughed coldly. "Now, I’ll give you one last chance. Choose your fate wisely. Join me and Maledicta, and we will rule this world in perfect harmony. That’s the true balance of power."

“Our time is coming to an end.” “Who can I call on? Who can help me?” Minera gazed sympathetically at Amerie. “I am afraid there is no one left. My siblings are being hunted.” She coughed vigorously, leaving her heaving to catch her breath once it subsided. “You were given a great gift. Use it. Do not hold back. Trust what is inside you.” That new thing swelled and twisted. “What is inside me?” Amerie whispered. Minera grinned, revealing sharp teeth and a black mouth. “Fate.” She lifted her hands to bring down the ward around them.

Emorie glanced at me, “Okay now you’re starting to scare me. You really know nothing about our world, did you? Cormac Graves? As in Prince Cormac Graves?” “So he’s a prince?” “Not just any prince.” She corrected, “He’s the Lycan prince of the realm. King Killian’s son.” Oh! “Yeah,” She said, taking in my expression, “He’s royalty, but we all call him the devil prince, or in other words, Chaos.” Chaos. I tested the word on my tongue. “Why Chaos?” “Because he’s like... the God of destruction.” Emorie waved her hands all over the place, “I don’t even know how to put it, but he’s… intense.”

The silence in the room was somewhat scary, no one dared to breathe properly with that information. "Fate does not like to be challenged. And Hope did challenge Fate, when she tried to go over the top with a chosen one that Fate didn't find acceptable, after all, Melvin was a warrior with a strength less than hers." Marcus closed his eyes, twisting his mouth, he wasn't comfortable with that situation either. "Then every year, near the anniversary of Melvin's death, strange things happen to force Hope into the path that Fate wants." "For an Angel, you talk a lot." Hope whispered complainingly, her voice filled with weariness.

Jonah leaned down and whispered in my ear. "The real reason is that I've always loved you." I froze. He continued, "In my past life, Mona took your place and married me. After that, I realized she was never the one I wanted. But you…" His fingertips brushed my cheek, his voice low. "I've always wanted to give you the world." My heartbeat skipped. So the tragedy of my last life wasn't only because of Mona's greed. It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with.

Vera nodded and explained, "Think about it. The Dragon Fate is inherently exceptional. Its configuration ensures that regardless of circumstances, such individuals can excel and acquire abundant resources. In the polygamous societies of the past, males with the Dragon Fate would inevitably have many wives and children. If all their offspring inherited the Dragon Fate, such fates would have become overly common in the world by now." Vera paused for a short moment before continuing, "Actually, the level of someone's destiny is determined not only by what they inherit from their parents but also largely by their personal fate and opportunities. It's like drawing a number between 1 and 100 repea

I steadied myself. “Reborn? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” However, Lily refused to let go of my hand. She dropped straight to her knees. “I know you are. If you weren’t, you wouldn’t have agreed to marry Mark so easily, and you wouldn’t have given him so many ideas. Em, please save me, help me.” Lily would only call me “Em” when she begged. We were twins, but because I was born a few minutes earlier, I became the older one.

The scalpel slipped from my fingers and clattered onto the stainless steel counter. Another groan, and this time I gave up totally on the idea of being productive and useful. I buried my face in my hands, hating how out of it I was. I couldn’t concentrate. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t. My mind kept on drifting to the idea of Azrael and that massive lycan from months back being the one and the same creature. I dropped my head onto the counter, utterly resigned to my thoughts. “Girl?” The familiar voice called out, too close. I looked up to find Meryn standing across my workstation with brows raised.