Merlin Mordred Novels & Stories

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.

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’

“What are you talking about?” Lucy licked her lips. “They’re related. You couldn’t smell that?” “That’s impossible,” said Roman, “Mordred is a wizard. He’s got no real magic in his blood. He’s stolen it from others.” “Mordred is a wizard, yes. But he married a witch.” “How?” Roman asked. “He stole her away,” said Lucy, “I thought you knew all of this.” “Why would I know all of this?” Roman asked. “All I knew about Nora was that her family had been attacked by a rogue wolf.”

Anger could be seen in Aries' eyes. He faced Morrigan, holding the ring in between his fingers. Peeping through it to look at the already perturbed princess. "Now, Little Raven... What do you think we should do to them?" Morrigan could feel that the voice of her uncle reverberated in her mind. It sounds like the voice that haunts her in her nightmares, she could feel her body turn cold and cold sweats trickling down her forehead. She wanted to scream as in her eyes everything started to fade, the buzz around her turned into a high pitch ring, and her uncle's face looked like a demon wanting to devour her at any moment. She took another step back, swaying unsteadily in her step.

I don't see Merigold anywhere and I don't like it. " Brothers, sisters, and friends I know there have been a lot of questions surrounding our little guest. I'm going to answer all your questions right now." Viper says as he nods to someone. I see Tank walking up and standing next to Viper and that's when I notice Merigold standing between them. " For those who haven't met her. This is Merigold. Daughter of Raider, my sister, and club princess." he says " " And badass Smurf, slugger, Rocky, Bitch" Merigold chimes in. Viper looks down at her. She shrugs her shoulders " What? If you are going to give me an arm’s length of titles I figure I would add a few of my own." she says. That gets the roo

I scowl at her, “Sir Knight, I think you might be mistaken I…” “Oh no, I don’t think I am.” Devona explains. “I have a pretty good idea who you are…you are a part of all this too.” “Yeah, who am I, their love child?” “No.” she answers simply. “Mordred died the same night as his mother. It was by luck alone that his infant daughters were not killed as well. Those behind the plot to destroy Morgana’s line so that she might rise did their very best to be thorough. But… I feel you, any of you, aren’t going to believe me until I show you some proof.” She motions for us to follow her to the cellar. “Come on, our friend is still unconscious. He’ll be a perfect visual aid.”

Arthur placed his sword in its sheath “Whatever the case may be, he will start showing signs any day now. I can’t wait to see what he can actually do, once his body attunes to the natural laws of the universe.” “Well it wasn’t easy setting up that ruse to glitch the randomizer. By the way, you talk about him almost as if he might be stronger than you,” Merlin taunted with a smirk. “He’s half a millenia too young to be able to stand against me. Do me a favor and have Myrddin give my father the report. On that note, I’m going to head to bed as well. Good luck in your matches, Merlin.” “Good luck to those who have to deal with me.”

She could hear the sound of her heart beating loudly in her chest and her own harsh breathing. Afterwards, they lay together, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking before sleep overcame them and they fell asleep in each other's arms. That night, Merlin’s dreams were plagued with visions of red, unblinking eyes staring at her through the darkness of unfamiliar woods at night. She could hear the sound of her heart beating loudly in her chest and her own harsh breathing before she jolted awake, bathed in sweat and realized that it was already morning. *****************************

Taliesin sent the message off with a heavy heart. While his judgment was sound and he knew he wasn’t wrong, the likelihood that it would all go to plan was slim. Curses laid by the dying or the dead were harder to get rid of than living curses and he was not an expert in such dark magics. He had no affinity for creating or breaking them. His late brother and twin, Merlin, had no such limitations, but he had gone into Eternal Repose after his wife, Viviane, had been killed in the war against Morrigan.

And then a voice – Lancelot's voice – spoke: "Very nice. Now turn around." The woman rotated, still looking at the mirror over her shoulder to keep herself in view, but Neville saw her face, lipstick, rouge, mascara, blush, earrings, girlish tilt of the head and realised with a shock of amazement that he was staring at Lancelot. Lancelot – dressed in his mother's clothing, parading before a mirror, made up like a woman, obviously using the opportunity while his parents were gone to explore personal fantasies. Neville realised that he had wandered into a private sexual exploration – Lancelot playing out a scenario for himself, watching himself, as a woman, in the mirror.