Merlin Trials Novels & Stories

I asked Ravencrest. His expression was grim. "There are three trials between here and the Obsidian Palace. The Fae designed them to break mortal minds. Most who attempt them never return." "What kind of trials?" "The Forest of Lost Memories. The Bridge of Truths. The Garden of Desires." He met my eyes. "Each one will try to trap you in something you want more than victory. Many have failed." "We won't fail," I said with more confidence than I felt. "We can't."

The angel apprentice who was now snapped from his reverie blinked rapidly before he swatted the Halfling’s hand. “Aw!” “Tsk. Listen, there is more,” said Apollo Sky. He remembered the information that would either break the two or make them. He continued, “Two days from now, the final trial will commence.” “You have to take us there.” Merlin stepped forward in front of Apollo Sky. Swirling inside his albino red eyes were emotions of fear and anxiety, something that could be reflected upon the frozen Levi’s lilac eyes. Nodding his head as he agreed to Merlin, Levi stepped forward as well. “No. You have to take us to Maleficent right now.”

When he finally hung up he looked at her. "The Geneva medical regulatory board reviewed the Meridian Health research credentials," he said. "Sloane's contact came through. They found significant irregularities in the trial registration. Enough to flag the patent for contestation." Isla sat up straighter. "That's good news." "It's progress." He set the phone down. "Caden's independent medical institution has confirmed they can host the trial under independent funding. Within three weeks. If the transfer is approved." "Three weeks," she said.

That morning, Miranda met with Jacob to review the latest test results. The military trials had gone well, and the animal experiments showed nearly a ninety-seven percent success rate. A few minor issues still needed to be resolved, but DE’s data team could handle the adjustments. The entire company was on edge that day. Felix’s strict, results-driven management style had made everyone realize just how ruthless he could be. When Miranda stepped into the restroom and entered a stall, she heard a group of women walk in, their heels clicking across the floor.

I asked him. “I’m looking for information on the trials. It apparently goes by a couple of different names. Angel Trials, Stonehenge Trials, Cursed Trials, and so on. As far as it’s recorded, it’s never been completed. I promise you Rose, that we won’t give up on getting back your babies. No matter whether your men beat the trials or not.” He said. I gulped, trying not to think about the fact that no one had ever completed the trials before. I hoped with multiple men, it would increase their chances of success.

“Three trials await you inside. Three tests that will measure your spirit, your strength, and your sacrifice. Pass all three, and you will be granted the full power of your bloodline. Fail any, and you will join the bones that litter this clearing.” “Can anyone go with her?” Kael asked. “Help her through the trials?” “No. The trials are hers alone. You and your pack must wait here. If she succeeds, she will emerge at dawn. If she fails, the Grove will consume her, and you will never see her again.” Kael turned to me, his expression torn. “You do not have to do this. We can find another way.” “There is no other way. Morgana is too powerful. The Council is too entrenched. Without my full power

Bloodbound Trials A Forbidden Fantasy Romance of Power, Betrayal, and Desire. Under the light of a crimson moon, one forgotten secret has the power to awaken an ancient kingdom. Ariana has spent her entire life believing she was ordinary until a mysterious pendant, haunting dreams, and a dangerous stranger shatter everything she thought she knew. Thrust into a hidden world of forbidden magic, cursed bloodlines, and ruthless enemies, she discovers that her past has been buried beneath centuries of lies. As dark forces close in, Ariana must unravel the truth behind her family's disappearance and embrace a destiny she never chose. But every answer comes with a price, and every ally hi

One he'd been avoiding. Research Participation Incentives. He clicked it. Twenty-three names appeared. Recent enrollments—the oldest dated six weeks ago. Each one receiving $2,000 monthly payments, listed as "trial participation compensation." Active trials. Not monitoring. Not treatment. Active pharmaceutical testing. Damien's hands clenched on his desk. He'd known about the studies abstractly. Had approved the funding through Meridian with the understanding that they were using safer protocols, better screening, legitimate oversight. Victoria had assured him the mistakes of Compound 7 wouldn't be repeated.

I pushed up to my toes, pressed my lips to his scaled face. He reached down, grabbed my hand. He slapped his open palm to mine. Glared up at Finn. "Ever." Ari snorted. "Thank you for that moment to process, garinion." I smiled. "Sure, Ari. What's your news?" She rearranged her face into a brighter expression. "Well, good news first. Merlin is still safely stuck in his tomb. It will take more than Patrick has available to raise him." "Even if he has Matilda Matheson as a supernatural battery?" Finn asked.

"If you complete the trials with zero Lunar Fear, would you get 100 points?" At my words, the crowd fell silent for a moment, then a few suppressed snickers rang out. Safiya and Tyne looked at me as if I were a madman who knew nothing. Unseen by me, my "trial footage" was being watched by certain entities, countless thoughts flowing through: "This defective one sure talks big! The Blood Moon Trials might only be S-rank, but Grayholle Rainforest has never been completed due to its twisted rules!" "The previous Alpha King, 'Silvermane' Kaelan, failed on the sixth day and can never be resurrected."