Prince Merlin Novels & Stories

Wyvern King, King Fel said. Many of the immortals frowned, they all knew the Prince Queseon was a cultivation freak and on his way to the immortal realm sooner than expected. Emperor Cyraeneus gazed down into the crowd and looked at Igris who was smiling excitedly while talking to his royal siblings. “What has me curious is that fellow mixed in with the younger generation of the Merfolk, from here, you can tell that he is the strongest and I am actually looking forward to seeing how he performs. I have never seen such a creature before,” Emperor Rathael added.

I asked, hopefully. “Are you kidding me?” he exclaimed, looking at me as if I was crazy. “Merlin’s Bar is the best in England and considerably famous for its lip-smacking whiskey,” he announced, enlightening us with this surprisingly and ironically interesting piece of information, though not worthy enough to alter my opinion of the place. “And according to legend, the great King George himself was accustomed to ordering the drinks for his royal parties from here,” he informed, in a pompous tone, thoroughly proud of his choice.

Ariel looked genuinely stunned for the first time in years. “A human?” he whispered. I said nothing because that part still confused me. He ran a hand through his blond hair roughly before staring at me again. “That cannot happen. The dragon bloodline requires power to match power.” “I know.” “True mates are rare among royals. No other prince has one.” He muttered. My jaw tightened harder. “I know that too.” Ariel swallowed hard, trying to recover his composure, though his chest was still heaving from the sheer shock of the revelation. He rubbed a hand over his face, pacing before looking back at me.

The prince was a fool. A charming one, maybe. One with good hair and better instincts than most gave him credit for, but still a fool. He had no idea how to disappear properly, no understanding of how to move without leaving crumbs behind. The only trick he’d figured out was that cash was king when you wanted to go undetected. And sure, he hadn’t used his credit cards since arriving in Lenweil… but he’d made the fatal mistake of keeping the same damn phone. And phones? Phones were goldmines.

Toby was practically vibrating with excitement in the seat next to me as we pulled up to the crowd and fervor of the stadium. O2 used to the Millennium Dome, once a vast exhibition hall around the turn of the new millennium. It was one of the largest structures in the world, and it was also situated just beside the potent terrestrial magic of the Prime Meridian where the meridian brushed its edge. Nearly ringed by water, it would be a potent space for magic of any kind—especially for a fae magician who knew what he was doing and had the doting energy of tens of thousands of fans to draw on.

He pecked her forehead and moved inside the mansion. "Da...da… " She started crying. Her cheeks were red. Rani Sa gave her a pacifier and distracted her attention from her father by showing her birds and butterflies that were just flying around. "Kavya, look at those butterflies." She walked to the rare black rose on which a colourful butterfly was sitting. Princess Kavya tried to grab the butterfly. In the meantime, Prince Jai Singh showered. His chestnut hair was neatly combed. Droplets were dripping from his hair. He wore his black yoga pants and white polo t-shirt. After getting ready, he went down to meet his daughter and have breakfast. He was famished.

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

"Prince, it is Caden Blackstone. He said he has to talk with you and it is urgent. He is waiting in your chamber." "Cade? What did he want to-" "I don't know, Prince, but he looks pale and he said it is very, very crucial that you go meet him NOW." ----

He wiggles his eyebrows making Eli laugh out loud breaking the tension from their earlier conversation. When they reach the front porch, the Royal Guards hold everyone back while they walk up the steps to the front of the entryway. The huge ballroom doors are open as they walk up to the announcer. He blows the horn and waits for everyone to quiet down. Elijah looks around the room and spots Corbin in the back in a beautiful bluish green dress that makes her hazel eyes glow. Aragorn gets antsy in his mind as he hears the announcer. “Our Alpha King Tobias and Prince Elijah Granger of the Werewolf Kingdom and Witch Kingdom.”

He said. “I see…” Raine muttered as he pondered. “No wonder the portal was in the lake forest in Margin Academy. It was because the princess was in a lake before she had frozen everything.” He said. Vermeil nodded in affirmation. “I saw her… she was also frozen.” He told Raine.