Novel & Cerita Merlin Fic

Then, clad in fuzzy blue bedroom slippers with pom-poms on the toes, baggy jeans, red belt, and braless, she waited. The sorceress took up the mortar and pestle. In went the deadly nightshade, the wild elephant's ear, the bladderwort, and the stinking smut. Blobs of mercury slid over the powdered herbs as she had carefully poured it from the vail while covering her nose and mouth with her feathered sleeve.

Just like she had in the past, she pulled out her favorite weapon—manipulation. Caroline trembled as she said, "Your Majesty, you've misunderstood me… Celine may have become a Pregnancy Maiden, but her wretched body hasn't shown the slightest sign of life. She may never give birth to a mer-child in this lifetime. "I only meant to help her! Besides, my own womb carries black-finned mer-babies. If these red-finned mongrels stayed around, wouldn't that bring shame to my children?" However, the Mer-King had seen through her long ago and no longer believed a single word she said.

I curiously asked as all I could see were nothing but smoke and fire. “You’re still in my house, Emir.” Merlin devastatingly replied. “What happened?” “You tell me?” He was looking at my lower part. I immediately looked down as was completely shocked I am totally naked and felt abashed as I covered my private parts with my bare hands. “What do you mean? I don’t know. I am not here, remember?” “You’re not here but your body shifted into a gigantic fox and all your tails stretching out blazing.” Merlin was truly an expert on magic as with just one flip from his finger, the house gets back to normal and I got my clothes back.

Merlin didn't deny it, but she said, "My reaction isn't hesitation but surprise. I’m just surprised that you asked me to remarry Kingsley. I'm very tired. I won't talk about this kind of question anymore. I want to sleep for a while." Kingsley did not leave and still stayed in the ward. After the three of them left, he began to talk with Merlin. Merlin insisted on not doing chemotherapy. She was plagued with malignant disease. Naturally, she knew better than anyone else about her bad physical condition. There was no need for her to do chemotherapy.

When Ronan pulled his lips away from his he said to him, "Adrian, my love, demons have a highly developed sense of smell and each person has a different scent which allows us to recognize them and track them over a long distance if necessary. There is a legend that says that every demon has a mermaid somewhere, a person who would have a smell so powerful that it would make you lose your mind. I never believed it before, how the smell of a person could intoxicate you to the point of losing your mind, but after meeting you I finally understood." He then said looking him straight in the eyes, "Adrian... You are my mermaid, the one and only, no one can ever replace you in my heart."

As Christian spoke of this, he took a sip of wine and said to Merlin, “So, can you understand why I’m such a fool to be willing to spend more than three hundred billion US dollars to buy the Rejuvenating Pill? With it, the old man would finally be relieved…” Merlin did not say anything. He simply filled up his cup with wine and drank it all in one gulp before he said guiltily, “I’m sorry, Christian. I have a foul mouth. Please don’t mind me.” Christian waved his hand and smiled as he said, “I’ve known you for so many f*cking years. How could I still not know what kind of temper you have?” Merlin nodded and asked him, “So, what’s your next plan?”

She would bend to his will, and his senses told him he was running out of time, ‘So the Fae Prince has finally figured out who the Druids were working for.’ His eyes turned black as he looked at the barely conscious girl chained to the gurney, ‘Asher, prepare the Altar, the Ritual takes place when the moon hits its zenith tonight.’ The big Shifter bowed and headed down into the bowels of Merlin's palace, where the Altar room was hidden, stopping as he entered the dank, dark room. Taking a deep breath, he could smell the evil permeating every part of this dreadful place, and his heart grew heavy. He had fallen for the little hybrid the first time he had taken her. She was so beautiful, so fei

He grinned at her but she was in no mood to be nice to him, 'What the fuck is going on here?' She growled at him and he stared at her in surprise, 'Well from what I can smell I would say it's pretty obvious what has been gooing on here.' He snapped back at her and it only served to fuel her anger,

Because deep down, I already suspected the answer. “And Merlin?” I asked. There was no anger in my voice—only a quiet despair. A hope I wasn’t yet ready to let go of. Roi hesitated. “Merlin… she never existed, Devin. You still don't get it..” “No. That can’t be true.” “She was the most advanced simulation architect in the entire program. And the one closest to you. Maybe… too close. That’s why you became the deepest subject. The hardest to retrieve.”

Merlin pushed one arm forward, her palm facing out, sending a rush of wind towards the other witch causing her to stagger backwards before she quickly regained her footing. "You disappoint me Merlin, I was expecting a fight", she sneered, walking towards Merlin as she raised her hand again and clenched her fist. Merlin, who had managed to get to her feet, held out both hands, pushing out with her palms as another gust of wind, shrieked down between the bookshelves, lifting the dark witch into the air and hurling her backwards into the far wall. Merlin’s eyes seemed to glow a fluorescent green as tiny green flames danced and flickered in their emerald depths.