Troll Hunter Merlin Novels & Stories

“We’d be in trouble if we hadn’t crossed paths with Eron. They would’ve found us no matter where we hid—if he hadn’t removed that chip.” Merlin let out a breath, almost like a sigh. “I still can’t understand how I didn’t notice it earlier. I want to know more—how it worked, how it was tracking us.” “So do I,” I said quietly. She stopped then and turned to face me. Her hands gripped my shoulders with sudden urgency. “Look at me, Devin,” she said, her voice low but charged, her gaze sharp, unyielding. “I want to destroy them. For everything they’ve done to us. All the hate and blame I used to aim at you—I want to return it to them. That’s the only thing they deserve.”

"Miss Thorne! Is it true you met Sterling while working a hospitality shift?" "Kaelen! Does the board know about her family’s debt history?" "Zariel, look over here! Show us the ring!" The air outside was thick with the scent of exhaust fumes, damp asphalt, and the sharp, chemical ozone of heavy camera flashes. Merlin was already pushing back against a particularly aggressive photographer who had tried to wedge his lens into the door gap. "Back off! Step away from the vehicle!" Merlin’s deep voice boomed, his massive frame creating a physical wall.

“Wait here.” I watched as the officer went and spoke to someone in a suit. He walked over to me. “Good afternoon...” he paused waiting for my name. “Dominic Thorn.” “Good afternoon, Mr. Thorn. I am Detective Connor Calloway. I believe you know whose car this is?” “It’s my fiancé's car, Leila Clarke. I was on the phone to her when the crash happened.” “Can you tell me what she said?” “Someone was following her, she said they were ramming her and then she crashed. There was a voice that said, ‘she’s mine’. Then the call cut off.”

"I also know that you were the mastermind behind the kidnapping of the Calvert family thirty years ago." Merlin's body stiffened. His heart sank, and a chill spread through him, making him tremble with fear. Back then, to secure the inheritance, he had plotted and ordered the attack on his eldest brother's family, letting his third brother take the fall. He thought the plan was foolproof, but this young man seemed to know the truth. Who on earth was he? Merlin's gaze turned from disdain to horror. "Who are you?" Cline glanced at him, clearly losing patience, and said coldly, "You have one minute."

You don't deserve her. “Look, I'll be the first one to admit I messed up.” Merlin admitted quietly, changing tactics. “Lola got her hooks in, and I slept with her once. She started threatening to tell Laila if I didn't do it again and I kept giving in. I told her at the wedding it was the last time, but I messed it up and got her pregnant.” “Yeah, I'm not a priest. Your confession doesn't mean anything to me. I'm going to tell Laila too. We don't keep secrets. You shouldn't have fucked your sister in-law in the first place, let alone, gave her ammo to extort you “

She immediately shook the feeling off, and placed the blame on incomplete data. I’m never wrong, she thought to herself. The data never lies. But it didn’t matter how much she refused to look at the truth of it, the damage had been done. Her foundations now had a crack in it, and instead of continuing to face it, she decided to deflect. As usual. “High Templar Merlin!” she yelled out. “Take care of this traitor!” Then, she winked off Sin’s comms and vanished. Merlin’s holoprojection appeared in her place only moments later. Being a refugee, his handsome dark-skinned face hadn’t aged. Except now it was marred by criss-crossed scars. The same scars peeked out from beneath the edges of his unif

Abel calmly elaborated. "Says a guy who single-handedly took out a whole army of rebels in Congolese 10 years ago", Jenny replied with a little chuckle. "Abel Mordecai Oliz, 35 years of Age. Ex-Mercenary going with the disguise name The Merc and later joined the CIA. But resigned 5 years ago. Favorite color is blue. Lost both wife and daughter right before his eyes in the bus taking them to the airport for a planned vacation at Hawaii. Still haven't had his revenge, because he is yet to figure out who is behind the Assassination." Jenny elaborated with a stern gaze.

[Dwolo Eyes - 2019, 01 April] Suspicious of an amateur journalist. Had followed some humans who he thought were vampires and wolf-shifters. One or two are actually them. Many take photos with very clear and good results. One photo shows a vampire on the edge of the forest, sucking the blood of a pig. It is too much evidence. Forced to erase some of his memory using Emergency-Hipno, and cover up the anomaly with a car accident. In the case of the shifters, it has been reported to the relevant people. Check, peruse, and double check. Everything has settled. [Tael Eyes - 2019, 01 August]

I felt offended on behalf of the other workers. “I am the granddaughter and I chose to work here. You said you were invited, are you a distant cousin?” She asked. “No I am not a cousin, my brother allied with this pack and it drew us closer,” Allied? Seemed way similar to Alex. What if she was Alex’s sister? Considering the amount of lies and secrets that man had, it would be no surprise if she were his sister. “May I ask your name?” I asked. “Merlin is my name. And my older brother is Alexander,” she said. My heart dropped to my stomach and my chest began to pump.

Theria giggled and trotted off to say high to the crew. As they entered the training area a man wearing a stag skull helmet greeted him. He smelled like pine and the forest, and he looked like a huntsman from the middle ages. Slung across his back a Dragonuv sniper rifle and modern compound bow complete with arrows. “So the whelp finally arrives. The name is Herne the Hunter.” “Warren Vandal, a descendant of Troy,” He held out his hand and hoped the sniper would take it. A smile appeared through the thick beard, “The queen didn't tell us who you were. She just said you would be joining the team,” His voice remained friendly and even. “How is the eidolon?”