Copyright Oggbashan June 2012 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * Nimue turned as another woman squealed in dismay. She saw a you...
Arthur left his bed and leaned against the coolness of the castle wall. He looked out over Camelot, his shirt clinging to him with perspiration despite the late hour. It was a full moon, but still a month before midsummer and Arthur was restless, not just because of the heat. Staring at the moon, he sighed. 'I just wish I had someone in my life who understa...
Merlin locked the door leading out to the corridor, trimmed the wick of the lamp on his desk so that it shone with a low but clear light, and sat back against the cushions on his couch. He uttered a short phrase under his breath, and waited. After a short pause, a haze of gently twinkling lights formed in the air before him, and a voice, unearthly but gentl...
Merlin is coming to the end of his current existence. He is using much of his magical powers just to keep his ageing body alive and his brain still functioning. He knows that Nimue is his nemesis. She will capture him and keep him imprisoned. Why then is Merlin teaching her all his powers? Nimue knows that she is Merlin's nemesis. Her purpose in life is to...
Lancelot's Story I smiled into the mirror while passing the ivory comb through my golden locks. "Having to look at a face as handsome every morning, no wonder I turned out gay." Obviously grooming plays a major part in my daily routine. After all, it would be a sin not to indulge. The bedroom door smashed open. Dropping my comb, I turned to face an angry...
There were only thirty six of them left. Well thirty five as one was the dark council's champion. The fact that they were freakishly strong compared to the rest that he had faced here wasn't lost on him either. Alan watched as the last of the ash or dust blew away the remnants of the last one of the five he had faced. Shaking his head he had to admit once th...
Disclaimer: This is an original work of erotic fantasy. No characters were consciously modelled after any actual people, or publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. Nonetheless, anything which may be construed as such are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way...
Merlin's Story My magician's hat leant to one side. The evening sun melted into the horizon while I zigzagged down one of the seedier streets of Cameltoe. Although I appeared drunk and confused, I knew exactly where I was heading. I stepped into the whore house, but was immediately pushed back onto the street by Big Black Rosie. Despite being used to deal...
Ch. 6 – Camelot in Peril In a flash, Morgan had summoned up an enormous amount of power, readying her assault on Merlin. As she fired off a series of energy blasts, Merlin just smirked and defended with ease, conjuring a shield from his aura. He prepared to retaliate, firing a blast of wind at her as she leapt into the air. This blew her back against the w...
Ch. 11 -- History in the Balance "What say ye, David?" Merlin asked. "Mordred's men are heavily fortified within the walls of Camelot; it will not be easy for Arthur's forces to attack them. And from most accounts I have read, the Battle of Camelot takes place in the surrounding fields rather than within the castle itself." "I see. Then perhaps we ought t...