Merlin Nimueh Novels & Stories

Merlin turned towards the voice, but not before muttering to Zeke under her breath, "Don't shift until I say" Zeke hid his surprise as he looked toward the embankment, keeping his expression neutral as the boat bumped against the pier and stilled. He moved to Merlin and helped her out of the boat, keeping his hand on her back. She started walking towards the three figures at the end of the pier, leaving him with no choice but to follow her. "What do you want?", Merlin asked, coming to stop three feet or so from the necromancer and his witches. "I want only what is mine"

Sutton teased. Belle laughed, nodding her head in agreement. Beau grinned, snaking his arms around Immi’s waist offering her comfort from her friends torment. “Excuse me.” Immi gasped, earning further laughs as a response. She turned to Layke. “Nimue is a witch from the human realm. She was cast out of the community because of her thirst for power. She only practices blood magic and is certainly not against killing innocent people to add to her strength, in fact I think she gets a thrill out of it. My grandmother had her locked away for a while, but she was recently given her freedom because she seemed to be doing better and my grandmother thought she would no longer be a problem. But clearl

Nimueh finally stood in front of Legion where he was battling for breath. She bent before him and brought out something from the inside of her coat. It was a small jar with werewolf claws; she opened it and inhaled the scent before dipping the five fingers of her right hand inside the jar. She muttered a spell and the talon fitted into her hands like they were hers. “You might want to look away from this one boys” Nimueh said to Roman and Lucas “This is going to hurt” she whispered to Legion before going around him and sat on his back

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.

Killian carefully observed the five people Matthias had pointed out, he was impressed by their fast improvement and adaptability to everyone. "And they have been there for just two weeks?" He asked and Matthias nodded but Killian wasn't looking at him so he didn't see that. Killian suddenly stood in front of Matthias, Killian was a head taller and larger than Matthias. Killian has very broad shoulders and he can be mistaken for the beast in 'Beauty and the Beast' from behind. "What's this sudden intimidating?" Matthias asked, taking a few steps back. "Step back." He placed a hand in between them as he stepped back while Killian stepped closer to him.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

I rolled my eyes at him and forced myself to focus on Alpha Samuel. "I saw your performance during the archery competition," Alpha Samuel began, his voice holding a hint of amusement. "I didn’t know you were so good with a bow, Coraline. Unfortunately, Zayn had to name Saleem the winner. You see, Saleem’s been in the field for a long time. It would’ve been... embarrassing for him to be placed second. You're not holding a grudge against my son, are you?"

Even his laugh was malicious. “Wicked!!!” Silver said. “I'm not wicked, I'm Merlin, hi-hi-hi, a potion master and a headmaster, hi-hi-hi.” “So old man—” “I'm not old, hi-hi-hi,” Merlin snapped. “On the contrary, I'm 210 years or more. I forget. See how young I'm, hi-hi-hi.” Merlin replied with his left hand on his chest. Silver decided it was best to ignore Merlin. He looked around the market area. There were not many people here, but those who were here had stars in there eyes. Not many people dabbled in the arts of potions.