Sam Gordon is followed by someone dressed like a wizard. He figures the guy to be another San Francisco lunatic until the man meets Sam at his favorite café carrying on about time continuum portals. Assured of the man's insanity, Sam escapes out the back door, which drops him into a strange place.

In a land of green grass and no automobiles, Sam cannot find the door back to the café. He questions his sanity and sets out to find someone who can give him directions. When he is attacked by a swordsman on horseback, a beautiful young woman named Margot, intervenes. She speaks an archaic dialect of Anglo-Saxon — a language Sam didn't know until that moment. Sam travels with them to Camelot and finds himself in King Arthur's court. Working as a blacksmith and studying the druidic arts under Merlin's tutelage, Sam learns he must complete an unknown task before a portal can open to his own place and time.

Merlin's Apprentice is created by B. K. Kerley, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Merlin's Apprentice

Merlin and Nimue seemed unaware of anyone or anything else in the world other than each other. Their lips parted a fraction of an inch, long enough to come up for air, then joined again, but more passionately if possible, and with a sense of urgency.


“Margot,” I whispered, taking her hand, but she didn’t respond, being enrapt in what I thought was turning into the beginning of foreplay between wizards. “Margot,” I repeated a little louder. “Let’s give them some privacy. We should go for a walk.” I tugged on her hand, but she resisted.


Margot gave me a wide-eyed, high-browed, incredulous stare. “Wait,” she whispered, turning her attention back on the two lovers who were now making me feel like a voyeur.


“Would you want an audience when we’re in bed?”


Turning back to me, she began, “Of course not, but they are not…” Margot looked back at them and gasped, her hand going to her mouth, “Oh!” 


Chapter 39