Prince Merlin Novels & Stories

At her waist rested twin plasma broadswords, their scabbards glowing with a faint, pulse-like warmth that answered the beat of her solar core. Between them, standing proudly at the ship's brass railing, was Prince Valen. The six-year-old boy wore tailored black-and-gold leather armor that mirrored his father’s, complete with a tiny silver crest of the wolf and phoenix over his heart. His swirling starlight eyes danced with excitement as he watched schools of glowing, mana-infused flying fish leap out of the turquoise wake created by the flagship's magical engine.

My heart slams against my ribs, but my feet keep moving like someone else is controlling them. The moment I step over the mushrooms, the world beneath me disappears. I’m suddenly standing on polished black stone that mirrors a swirling violet-and-black sky. It’s suddenly so cold, cutting straight through my jacket. “Well, well… a lost little bird.” The voice is low, smoky, and sounds very dangerous. I whirl around and nearly fall. He’s leaning against a throne of twisted black iron. Wren. I've heard tales about him, I know exactly what he is: the Unseelie Prince.

Julius Darcey. The Third Prince was a smaller version of Elijah but had a goofy smile on his face. Noah Darcey. The Second Princess, wore a suit similar to Julius. She had a scar that covered her right eye, which had an eye patch. Theodora Darcey. The Fourth Prince was missing. The Sixth Prince was Gerard Darcey. The only one besides the Empress that looked surprised. It was like he saw a ghost. "What an entrance," said Callum. His hand clapping. "I expect no less from a Dragon Slayer like yourself."

and looking for the prince but we couldn't find him "general we can't find the prince" one of my men reported to me "keep on searching" I shouted with impatience. We had to find him or else I'll be dead before I have a chance to report my failure, after a while the warriors came rushing towards us and the prince was running to the battle with one of the sirens from the river. When they got to us the battle got heated up, arrows were raining from the sky and my men were dying but we still had the upper hand and that was when the so called tribreed prince shifted into a dragon and started to rain fire on us. In a matter of minutes half of my men had been killed, the tables had turned and we w

Ambrose spoke clearly, his voice echoing around the rocky valley. A deal? You are lucky Fae Prince that I do not bite your head off. Rhae blinked slowly, trying to recall if she heard that right. Prince? Ambrose hadn't told her that she was a prince. Ambrose shook his head and tried again, "Please, Astarot, we need your help." The large purple draekon snickered and looked down at them again, Speak your needs. We will decide if we want to help. Ambrose turned to Rhae and nodded at her, standing and stepping behind her.

The contempt he cherished for that thing and for all the nobles who, during the main work, had used Elaine coldly - both to manipulate Callisto, and for their own interests together with the damned angels. I would crush them. I would destroy them before they could even look at Elaine directly. 60% of that dance was nothing but bugs being trampled. "The prince of the 6th territory, Morpheus" everyone in the hall could hear and my eyes turned to face that pair of amethysts. Morpheus, the prince of dreams, nightmares and also the ruler of the territory, who was known to retain memories. Among the princes he was certainly the most dangerous when taking into account his mastery and abilities.

Giving her that second chance only turned him into a bigger joke. Even among the humans now, the story had spread: Prince Sheldon of the mermen and his consort birthed five red-fins. It was absolutely humiliating. The Mer-King, gazing at the three black-finned mer-babies in my arms, could hardly contain his joy. "Princess Celine, you truly deserve your reputation as a Pregnancy Maiden trained by the Human Emperor himself. Three sons from the first birth, and all of them born with rare black fins! This is indeed a gift to our race."

I can stop time for 5 min in every 30 minutes and 1 minute in every 6 minutes owl:- what is your plan master prince:- I don't have family, I am not a prince anymore, I can go where I want, if I stay here any longer they make me new king, let them take care of kingdom I should leave this place, owl turns into the house I want to ride you then own turn into hours as his master said owl:- where do you want to go, master prince:- I am not a prince anymore. I have to do something for living and I have rare magic let's go to a different nation and start new like not as a prince but as a god then sit over the house and he takes him to a country which is near to his nation prince:- I am sure people

Alexis was standing in the Terminus looking at the Departure Board and frowning, ‘Why the fuck does she want to go to Cornwall? He wondered out loud turning to Morgana, ‘Alexis, do you not know your history of England? Have you never heard of King Arthur and the Great Warlock Merlin?’ Alexis shook his head smiling, ‘Are you going to give me a history lesson now Morgana?’ He chuckled and she frowned back at him not amused,

“Princess, we all know that the humans’ Big Foot is a Lycan who was too stupid or too arrogant to get out of their line of sight. And the Loch Ness Monster is most likely a dragon. So, they are real, it’s just that the humans have no idea that what they are seeing is a supernatural being that’s smarter, faster and has better senses than they do.” Okay, Buppig has a point. I look back the book, flipping to the fourth prophecy. “So, you think Lucero is real, and living here? In Araphyra?” “I do, Princess. She is the last of her kind.” “How sad. She must be so lonely.” He shrugs. “When you see her, you can ask her.” I roll my eyes. “Let’s get back to the prophecy that we know is real.” “The Ble