Merlin Stories Novels & Stories

“I will talk and you will not only listen you will also remember” “Why are you doing this to me,? What have I done to deserve this” I said, the tears blurring my vision. “Because I want the best for you, haven't you thought about why King Derek took you forcefully from the human world, it's because he knows you belong here, your name is Eleanor and you are a werewolf” he kept saying repeatedly. My whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and my head became heavy almost like it was about to explode, I could still hear Ethan screaming and saying all sorts of things about King Derek.

24 – A SIGN Renan Folder The forest winds carried a mix of scents—the familiar pine and the metallic tang of blood. My body stayed alert to everything while I hunted, but my mind was the real traitor. It always came back to a single name: Meridian. Rage burned in my chest at the memory of the Kingdom of Umbra. At the memory of what they turned her into. Those damned mages didn’t just take one of ours; they stole an essential piece of me—only she never knew. There wasn’t time. All I have left now is this emptiness that echoes through these silent nights.

Has he always been a freak or is this new? She shifted uncomfortably, “the very first time I ever meant today I went home to my brother and told him I wasn't sure about Merlin because his father was a creepy bastard. He had his eyes on my body and Maria didn't seem to notice at all and Merlin looked everywhere but his father's gaze. I went out with them many times over the years and never, all of this time, did I ever see him look at anyone other than Maria and thought maybe I was being sensitive. He never flirted with anyone or got fresh with anyone. Yet one Christmas he had too much eggnog and tried to kiss me under the mistletoe. Another time at a family dinner he squeezed my knee under t

Kaynon asked as he tilted his head to the side at the boy. "We were a very secret clan. The legend goes, Merlin him self was the ancestor of our own crone but he did not want anyone to know he had a family so he kept them all hidden. But, when he died many years after King Arthur, his family escaped from their hidden crypt. They never told anyone who they were kindred to, trying to break ties all together from Merlin him self but when his grandchildren started to exhibit his gift of the craft, Merlin's wife finally had to tell the truth only everyone she told was sworn to secrecy never to tell anyone who was not of blood decent of our history." he jabbered, all attention on him which clearly

Fairy tales, mythological creatures or witches have become part of human life. They seem to exist and seem real but some of us only think of them as mere fantasies that are scribbled with a pen or spoken by word of mouth to entertain children who are about to go to bed. Remember Morgana Le Fay? The infamous sorceress and enemy of King Arthur and his advisor, Merlin. Or Hansel and Gretel?

There you go, so intimidating. The soldiers gathered in a line and Merlin started, "The suspect, Med Lauren is in Peru but we do not know for how long will he be there or if he is even there. So, my handsome warriors, we prepare for the hunt. Because for all I gathered from my fellow leader, he is not alone. The stray werewolves are hunting humans in a pack and he is leading them." Merlin spoke and everyone got alert. I felt a little churning in my stomach with the anxiety but I stood straight in my place behind Merlin. He turned around and looked at all of us.

Has to support the power of the orb until the very end. This I have not told him for obvious reasons, he is selfish as he is selfless but I cannot put Camelot nor Guinevere in peril. He has someone who needs him but I- alas, this is my curse. My own doing for allowing things to get this far” Merlia’s hands shook as a painful sob left her distressed lips as she continued to read. Covering her mouth with her left hand, hot wet tears immediately fell down her face from what she was reading. Disbelief could not describe what she was reading.

"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?"

he added, his gaze riveted on the swinging branches in the wind. "So, you are the first reincarnation?" I inquired, hoping for a more specific response. "Yes. Everything started with you... "I also feel bad for dragging you into this," he said. I simply nodded, wondering what to say. "There were two human children who discovered they were werewolves in the peaceful and hidden village of Willowmare." They fell in love, a pure and deep love that was nonetheless fraught with difficulties. "Their story is about more than just love; it's about self-acceptance and fighting fate," he stated.

Lucretia's eyebrows were frowned. "The little girl is very insightful," the Green Sky Python looked at the four people in front of him with interest. "Don't be surprised, Lucretia can be said to be an encyclopedia of magical beasts, and within four years, memorized all of the Creeping Magical Beasts, Flying Magical Beasts, and King Magical Beasts" Sasuke didn't say it was okay to say it Lilith and Sasuke were even more surprised to know that just a few of these types of books accounted for one hundred thousand and thirty-three thousand copies of the book!