Aesthetic Mermaid Novels & Stories

Then the light shiftedand there she was. A girl sat near the cliff edge, sketchbook balanced on her knees. The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, but she caught what little there was and turned it into something else. Her hair spilled dark and loose, her skin pale against the glow, her movements slow and sure like she was drawing the tide into obedience. For a second, I thought I’d lost my mind. Did I just see a mermaid? She looked like the kind of beauty that belongs to stories too strange, too certain to be real. The kind you only see once and spend the rest of your life wondering if you imagined it.

Devrim asked. "I think they are merfolk," Aurora whispered. As the lights grew brighter and larger, the song began again, this time without words. At the wide back of the boat a creature surfaced. She had hair the color of seaweed with coral tangled in the strands. Her skin was a luminescent light purple, like a jellyfish. Her eyes were golden-flecked and fierce, but the smile on her blue lips was gentle. Her upper body was covered in a myriad of shells. The mermaid lifted herself onto the back of the boat and her lower half, which was a glowing tale covered with scales of purple and blue, nearly blinded them in the darkness. When their eyes finally adjusted, the mermaid was sitting on the e

Before the group entered the Mermaid Clan's sea area, the periphery was already filled with the mermaid army. Most of the mermaids had fishtails with human-shaped upper bodies. Both their hair and facial features were the same as those of a human being. Moreover, they were very beautiful. They had delicate facial features, fair skin, plump breasts, and two slender hands. They could be regarded as the best of the best. Below their bellies, there was a streamlined fishtail part, which was made up of various scales. It looked like a fishtail wrapped around their legs, which made their figures more moving.

Another mergirl asked. "She is the most beautiful in all of Aquarial; only the fairies could match her in beauty." Another said and now the merman just watched them chat amongst themselves. "Yeah, I have seen her at the purple Rose festival, her skin was like that of the snows of Riveri, her hair was like the iced streams of Riveri and her eyes twinkled as clear and pure as the finest mountain tears." In Aquarial, when one is compared with Riveri it means that they were of exceeding beauty.

The stories are true! There, lying on her gorgeousness, was a very beautiful mermaid with brown-reddish hair, tanned skin, a very beautiful and charming face, a sea shell covering her abundant boobies, abs, and golden orange complemented with a blue tail. Overall, the word GORGEOUS is screaming from her beautiful figure. The myths are true; mermaids are beautiful. We huh? Oh, I seem to accept it. Doesn't it? But no, still not. No, no, no.

An electric current surged in the small glass case, and the mermaid inside rolled and howled in pain. The mermaid’s brown-red curly hair floated in the water. Her skin was like crystal clear white jade, her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and her scales were a mysterious blue-purple of the ocean. “Oh dear, I can't let them torture such a cute woman like this. Seeing her is like a gift from God.” “Her face is simply perfect.” “I want to keep her in my fish pond and make her my precious collection!” “Hahaha, I want to use her to feed my fish!”

I leaned against the cold stone wall, sinking into a hollow stupor for a long while. Just then, two servants passed by the dungeon door. Their hushed whispers drifted in, every word cutting deep into my ears. “Isolde’s cursed puppet craft is dreadfully perilous. She hunted and drained countless lesser merfolk for pearl curse powder, merely to gather enough ritual materials.” “Indeed. Once the puppet is complete, it will crush all rebels within the vampire clan, and drain this mermaid’s last breath entirely. Lowly foreign creatures are born to be offerings for our master’s sorcery.”

“You have no idea, Cams. I’ve already planned everything—what I’m going to wear, how we’re getting there, even what we’re eating beforehand. I’m counting the hours!” “There are still days to go! Did you sleep at all, or did you stay up planning?” I asked as I slid my books into my locker. “Sleep is overrated when you’re seeing your favorite band. Besides, can you imagine Christine’s face when she finds out you and I are going?” I laughed. Christine had a talent for knowing everything that happened at school—and, worse, for making it seem unimportant, even though she was dying of envy. As if summoned by our words, she appeared right then, surrounded by her friends like a perfectly coordinated

Just like she had in the past, she pulled out her favorite weapon—manipulation. Caroline trembled as she said, "Your Majesty, you've misunderstood me… Celine may have become a Pregnancy Maiden, but her wretched body hasn't shown the slightest sign of life. She may never give birth to a mer-child in this lifetime. "I only meant to help her! Besides, my own womb carries black-finned mer-babies. If these red-finned mongrels stayed around, wouldn't that bring shame to my children?" However, the Mer-King had seen through her long ago and no longer believed a single word she said.

What…they wouldn't…I didn't think they would go that far, right? Oh God, Nat. You really are dumb. How could someone who had no qualms about killing someone and covering up not be able to do something much more despicable? “No, that's boring. She's already ugly. She can't get uglier. It would be like nothing to her.” One of them suggested. Meredith seemed to consider this and nodded. “How about we shave her head?” She asked excitedly and they all nodded, and clapped their hands excitedly.