Merlin Freya Novels & Stories

Her breath catches between sobs. Arthur, completely out of touch with the situation asks, “How is this possible?” “Really?” I toss my braids over my shoulder as I turn to face him, forgetting everything I said earlier about keeping my mouth shut. “You can't figure this out? YOU ARE KING ARTHUR, like THE KING ARTHUR, like the SWORD IN THE STONE and EXCALIBUR. For fucks sake, dude, your name is ARTHUR DRAKE! Drake as in “dragon” as in “The Pendragon.” Camelot and all that jazz.” I wave my arms frantically from Devona to Faye. “She’s telling you that the court of King Arthur is real, that Faye is your sister, again. And this crazy lady here with the spiffy jacket, she isn’t just a Merlin, she’s

"A goddess, nonetheless. I am unfamiliar with this Merlin. If you could please provide us with a brief history, we will be better able to determine if we can assist in whatever capacity you require." Ari nodded. "Merlin was a wizard of some repute. He once aided kings before our times progressed beyond their system of rule. Legend says that he is the bastard child of a demon and noble woman. He's immensely powerful, able to shape-shift, change perceptions of reality, and control the elements." I looked up at my grandmother, my mouth hanging open. "And you think I can beat him by myself?"

Freya stood up as she watched Melissa trash I between Dex and Diandra, she halted the sight of their hands near her friend Freya cleaned her tears and walked to her friend with her a sad smile “ Freya don’t do this, we can find another way, think about Lucien” “ I am thinking of them, that’s why I have to do this, I’m sorry” Freya cried out in a quiet voice as she raised her fist so fast and punched Melissa with just enough strength to knock her out before She gently puts Melissa's body on the wall, as he steeled her tears, Freya turned to the three evil hybrids that looked at her waiting, She gave one last look to Melissa as she heard Aldro’s voice call out to her “ an excellent choice my l

Unless— “Sneaking around like this is so like him,” Freya muttered behind closed doors. She frowned in concentration. “He’s using that barrier spell as camouflage for a second spell. Can’t quite tell what it is, though, or what it’s for. Something’s up, princess.” I completely agreed. “Both spells are passive for now. I suppose whatever it is Sir Merrion is supposed to look for—” “He’s looking for something? How do you know?” Freya asked.

Freya I bit my tongue to stop myself from apologising, to stop myself from thanking him yet again. All that would do is give him mixed signals, and as much as I wished things could be different, i knew my place in the world and it wasn’t here playing princess to a delta. “Jackson, our head warrior, would like to speak to you if you feel up to it. I said I would ask but feel free to say no, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He stated pointedly and I nodded.

"What's going on that would put the Valkyries at the heart of danger?" She suddenly sensed how I was trying to game her, and then her face turned all serious. It wasn't much, but I sensed a small victory. "My name is Freya, the Goddess of Love, Sex, Lust, Beauty, Sorcery, blah, blah," Freya explained. "I also lead a group of people who can see the events of the future—here in Asgard, we call them Vovla, to everyone else, they are known as Seers. Which is what you are. A Seer."

An unfamiliar voice explained behind me causing me to twirl around to see who it belong to, I couldn't see make out her face due to the sun until she came closer. I gaped at her when I finally took in her appearance, she was so white with long black hair that was braided in a single braid almost reaching the top of her ass, her white skin sort of glow, and her eyes were pure emerald green. *Who is she?* suddenly I felt conscious of his I looked. This lady looks like a goddess and it should be illegal to look at the good. "Morgana!" Clair shrieked before racing to hug her, I stood there watching the both of them embrace each other. I felt like a total outsider. "Freya, meet my best friend. Mo

Vexa had said we’d get one flame, one chance. This was it. Freya twitched, once, then again. Mira leaned forward. “Freya?” No response but then, she sat up. Not slowly. Not weakly, one moment, she was lying still silent as a corpse. The next, she was upright. Eyes wide open. But they weren’t hers. No green, no brown. Just gold, burning bright and ancient, pupils vertical like a serpent’s. I reached for her shoulder. “Freya?” Her head tilted. Her lips parted and then a voice came out of her mouth that didn’t belong to any living thing.

she cautioned Freya before stepping out of their group. In a fit of rage, Freya bit her bottom lip and looked closely at Arthur. "Why can't I get close to you, what makes you so special? Are you attractive or well-off? You do not even possess the attributes that I find attractive in guys. Just wait—one day I will surprise you all and you will realize that I have been the devil here.” she thought and barged into her room without saying a word at Arthur who has been wanting to calm her down. Sera entered and bowed down in front of her after Arthur had departed. "Indirectly, I will constantly serve you and save you from all those wraths because I am now your maid.”

Freya just sighed in her seat. She was beginning to get annoyed with whoever the princess is because she keeps making vows she couldn’t keep and end up causing trouble everywhere. She was glad that she would be able to at least help out this time because she’s a very good swimmer so before the argument gets bigger, she volunteered to go. “I will bring the mountain lilies, I just need directions because I can’t seems to remember the place” she declared and the Alpha commanded Remy to go with her.