Novel & Cerita Merlin Stories

Merlin painted ancient symbols into my chest and forehead using Rico’s blood. “Gather around. Who among you has a great connection to this person?” Merlin asked. All the people inside the clinic exchanged doubtful glances. Draku and Porter immediately stepped aside as they both know they just met me a few days ago. Kevin, Judie, and Rico voluntarily offered their bits of help. Subsequently, Merlin instructed Kevin, Judie, and Rico to surround me and hold each other’s arms. He started speaking ancient languages loudly and clearly. “Remember, we are trying to wake up the beast. Do not be scared and don’t let go no matter what. Is everyone ready?”

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

He shrugged. “Myths and legends are all based in some kind of reality.” She guessed that he was right. Sybil came back to present time and stared out the window just thinking. She had been reading up on a few things. Her time with Niba had made her think about herself a little bit. Niba kept calling her a pythoness. One who was connected to all branches of magic but tended to master in one area quickly. Pythons were rare because they were able to fully learn other branches of magic where most witches were only ever to truly master one. Niba said the last known here was Morgana. That her brother Merlin had disappeared some time ago to an unknown fate. Well guess Areis comment about myths and

That night, Merlin couldn't do anything and accepted Klaus and cried. In the morning, when Klaus woke up, he took Merlin again and had fun with her. Merlin's soul was already crushed, and she looked like a living doll. After losing their child and some of her powers, she started drowning in darkness. The last night events were the last straw, and now Merlin is completely swimming in her darkness.

The knot lodged deep between his bushy brows stirred clear after seeing the two people he was waiting. “Where is Maleficent? I need to tell her something.” Merlin bombarded the Halfling with words that formed a clog in the latter’s throat. Merlin, on the other hand, who saw how the envious Halfling went rigid after his question stopped from his tricks. It was clearly his turn to frown followed by the pounding of his heart when Levi the Envious refused to meet his eyes. Merlin continued with a heavy heart. “What? What is it?”

I’m sorry I made you cry a few times while reading, but I made it up to you with a happy-ish ending. You may recognise Merlin from the legends about King Arthur, but this story is more closely related to the Merlin series with Colin Morgan and Bradley James. I’ve always loved the show and made this story with it in mind. I threw in a few Easter eggs from the show into it, so I wonder if you can spot them all. With your big brain, you probably can :) Hint: Eggs are mostly in dialogue, descriptions, and names ;)

Ironic how Shananel had drilled this into her mind ever since she was young And now, it was time to put them into action in front of her former mentor’s masterpiece. After the two attempts of the curse of the spells created by Merlin, seven branches from the Methuselah trees raced towards Diana. Their width was now bigger than her two arms combined and their sharpness gleaming under the moonlight sheen, the curse placed by Merlin was now out to take her head.

he said in a low tone of voice, almost whispering. The queen was taken aback by his words. He looked away to hide his embarrassment. The reaction on her face triggered him to reminisce about that night two years ago. Her soft skin, her warmth, all of her reactions. Everything about that night lingered inside his mind for two years while he was away. Sometimes, he had vivid dreams about that night. He would wake up empty, feeling like he was missing something. His two years of the journey were no joke. They met with Sir Gareth Martini, a former Grellis knight.

I leaned against the cold stone wall, sinking into a hollow stupor for a long while. Just then, two servants passed by the dungeon door. Their hushed whispers drifted in, every word cutting deep into my ears. “Isolde’s cursed puppet craft is dreadfully perilous. She hunted and drained countless lesser merfolk for pearl curse powder, merely to gather enough ritual materials.” “Indeed. Once the puppet is complete, it will crush all rebels within the vampire clan, and drain this mermaid’s last breath entirely. Lowly foreign creatures are born to be offerings for our master’s sorcery.”

utterly handsome. "Sicario." The magician greeted Grandfather. He addressed my grandfather as an equal. So I'm sure the two are about the same age or the man I don't know is older. "Merlin." Grandfather greeted me and I stopped. Merlin? He is the name of a sorcerer in a Mythology that is related to King Arthur. But everybody knows it's just folklore. This man in front of me is just someone who bears the same name as him. But I still can't help but be surprised.