Prince Merlin Novels & Stories

He is Prince Declan. . .

"I'm sorry. I'm just really happy that you found my daughter. Thank you so much for keeping my daughter safe in your kingdom. I've always known Marion City’s area of ​​responsibility is such a safe place." "You’re welcome, Mr. President," Ely continued. Looking pleased and accomplished, "I'm Elizabeth Damian, princess of Serenity, a mer kingdom." Dad wasn't surprised at all! Does he know that supernatural beings exist? Well, based on his reaction, I think he knew about their existence. And why not? His daughter is a mermaid. God, how could he hide this from me? For twenty-one years, he hid this important thing from me. Ugh. I want to confront him, but I know this is not the perfect time.

The voice exclaimed in distress. My heart was filled with worry and regrets. "The Merfolk are aquatic humanoid beings who are lovers of peace just like us. Why would my brother declare war against them? Tell me what happened!" I demanded anxiously. "Prince Vezond Merrack of the Merfolk Kingdom visited your palace to pay his respect and establish friendly relations with you. Your brother throws a lavish welcome party to entertain the Prince. Unfortunately, the prince and your brother's favorite woman, Selkie, meet each other, and they fall in love at first sight. They eloped and your brother was enraged. So he demanded the return of his favorite woman and the severed head of the prince as pun

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

Unlike what happened to Talia’s summoning that derived from the energy of the Heaven and Earth, tiny water droplets ascended from the vast sea. Countless water droplets surrounded the floating Merlin like a sphere. The moment Merlin’s incantation stopped, he opened his eyes, and all the stagnant water droplets flew toward Merlin in the blink of an eye. Before the water droplets could touch Merlin, the water droplets congealed. Within a few seconds, it started to take shape and transformed into a scepter. Unlike Talia’s scepter which was golden in caller, Merlin’s scepter was black which was embedded with rubies from the tip to the head of the scepter that was diamond in shape.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

She was crying. Great fat silvery tears ran down her cheeks, ‘Are you going to fail her again Fae Prince’ His eyes met hers, ‘In her hour of greatest need I ask again Fae Prince. Are you going to fail her again?’ He shook his head struggling to come to terms with what they were saying, ‘Merlin? The Great Warlock who advised King Arthur, is alive?’ The disbelief on his face was very evident, ‘How is that possible’

That would be— Oh, Goddess. "Madame Dalia." Nine perked at the voice, both her and Mom standing from their seats as they turned around and bowed. King Leonard Byron had not looked like she had expected him to. She already knew werewolves aged slower, but he looked young, for someone she knew had ruled Raester longer than she had lived, and at his left stood a look alike of his. The Crown Prince. Unlike everyone else, he didn't stare at her with disdain, or disgust. Instead, his face bore something of curiousity. Like he wanted to know more about her.

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

They laughed and walked away to go talk. Saphira walked to a table with drinks on it, took one, then turned to walk away when a scent hit her so hard, she stiffened and tried to find the source. She looked around but couldn't find anyone. She finally chalked it up to her imagination and turned to walk away but ran straight into a wall. When she looked up, she realized it wasn't a wall, but the most incredible man she had ever seen. He reached to touch her face, and she leaned into his touch. The sparks were enough to make her forget her manners completely until she heard the deepest voice she had ever heard, "My beautiful mate. Might I know your name and where you are from?" Saphira looked i