Merlin #fgo Novels & Stories

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’

I want to be the first person you see when that happens. Me : Why? Reece : I'm your mate. It'll be great feeling your wolf for the first time. I want to experience it with you. Me : That's not a good idea. Reece : Oh but it is, little wolf. Come on, say yes. Me : No Reece : You're hurting me Morgana. Me : I have a boyfriend. Reece : I don't acknowledge that fact. Talk about being stubborn. I'm going to get my wolf senses for the first time and I don't think it's a good idea to be around him when that happens.

It's barely bright enough to light up the palm I hold it in, but it's there, a steady golden light that looks like it's pulsing against my palm. A whisper loud enough that I can hear it rings through the clearing. "Heir of the Golden Blood." Merlin looks and sounds both awed and scared. The killing intent she was bearing a while ago seems to have evaporated totally and all I can do is look from her to my pendant in confusion. "What?" Merlin steps back and drops to one knee.

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

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,

Everything had to be perfect for this perfect moment, and now, not even her family could get in the way of her happiness. As a warrior, Merlin was in charge of protecting and ensuring the pack borders were protected. Hence, it wasn't surprising he was late to the party. Someone else must have taken over his shift for him to be here. Excited, Maya lifted her hand to wake him over, but her expression died. Merlin grabbed her sister Arya by the hand and headed to god knows where. Call it a hunch, but Maya sensed something was wrong and followed them.

I had branch in Kumasi, and another in Cape Coast, and we shipped to other countries as well. Business was really booming. “If it isn't Cindy Mensah.” A beautiful woman called out snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled uncertainly. “May I know who you are?” She smiled back, a perfect toothpaste commercial smile that showed her perfect teeth. “My name is Amelia Sanders, I'm a representative of Donatella Maruchi. How would you like to be featured in our African Pride week Festival?” I grinned, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm dreaming, aren't I?”

Merlin embraced Arthur and for a long time they just stood there, as if they were communicating telepathically. When the old warlock opened his eyes, he told the priestess that he was finally okay after years of regret, guilt, suffering, and running away. He turned to thank her for enlightening him, but she wasn’t there. In her place laid the same golden sword from my dreams. He sat there, confused, until memories that weren’t his began to rush into his head. Memories of the past owners of the cursed pendant.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“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.