Avalon's Adventures - Merlin's Prophecy

Avalon's Adventures - Merlin's Prophecy

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jan 1, 2025
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Following the loss of her grandmother, Jane, along with her siblings Henry and Sarah, relocates to live with their father and half-brother. Amidst this transition, they stumble upon Avalon, a magical world very different from their own. Encountering a young woman named Alexandra Pendragon, destined to be a queen of Camelot, and is the daughter of Morgana Pendragon. Together, they confront the menacing reign of King Arthur. Jane faces a pivotal choice: will she become the guardian that Alexandra desperately needs, or will she stand by as the princess falls prey to her own uncle? As feelings of love develop between Jane and the enigmatic princess, she grapples with the weight of her promise to protect her family, made to her late grandmother. Can Jane navigate the complexities of love and duty, or will she falter in her quest to safeguard both her heart and her kin?
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"Merlin has-" The ghost of Uther Pendragon has told Arthur that Merlin has magic. Arthur struggles to deal with it, until he's forced to once Camelot has a familiar new visitor. ~ Morgana crooned to the guard, her words cold but soothing, smile apparent in her voice. The sharp clicks of boots snapped against the cold dungeon air as a high-headed, cold-hearted sorceress stood proudly in front of the old man. Dark hair, wild like a bloodthirsty animal, contrasted sharply against her pale, creamy skin. A dangerous smile lingered on her lips, watery green eyes gleaming with malice as she tilted her head to survey her prisoner with mock sympathy. ~ Heads up, this fic is as straight as a ruler, so don't be expecting gay smut. I warned you!

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