Best Mermaid Books Novels & Stories

Before I left Zion’s mansion, I stole something. The moment my fingers brushed against it, I recognized it from my books. Ancient. Rare. Mostly used by the mermaids in the North. Yes—mermaids. I laughed breathlessly as I ran. That crazy bastard knew a mermaid. No wonder he was so obsessed with immortality and dark magic. But he didn’t love her. Oh no. Men like him were incapable of love. He must have kidnapped her. Which begged the real question—where was she being kept? The thought sent a thrill through me, sharp and intoxicating. Everything was falling into place in ways I hadn’t even planned for. The vampire king tested me, Zion’s secrets unraveling, a mermaid tied into it all—too many op

“So Daphne ’s contributions are like ‘Jax and Teague ripped my clothes off and we had this insane threesome and I came five times,’ and mine are full-page descriptions of flowers blooming on Prince Edward Island, including their specific scents and meanings in Victorian flower language. Best of both worlds without suffering through entire books outside your genre.” “Maybe you should study some of those books for research purposes.” She rolled her eyes. “Can I tell you about my mermaid now?” “Sure.” What followed was the most elaborate fantasy world-building I’d heard outside of a professional writer’s pitch meeting. Two underwater kingdoms locked in centuries-old conflict, warring princesses

The minute the word came of her condition I was going, it would take more than this world could offer to stop me from going to her. That fucking dragon annoys the hell out of me, but I need to admit he does seem to care for Emerald; and good job too. I had been going through their restricted library for about an hour when I found a book, a book that was dripping in power. The same power that dagger held. My hand hovers over the old worn leather binder, allowing my magic to feel the book out before I touch it.

Before I could say anything, she continued her scenario. "It doesn't take long at all before the dark mouth of a cave comes into view at the side of the river. Without hesitating, the mermaid swims you inside. In the pitch blackness, you're unable to make anything out as she continues forward before eventually coming to a stop. A moment later, there's a flash of bright light as a pile of wood on a small island suddenly bursts into flames." "Mermaids can use magic?" "This one can, now shut up!" I snorted a laugh and let her continue, still a bit cautious but enjoying the experience for now.

“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.” I stumbled wildly toward the courtyard. There, the corpses of my kin lay scattered at Isolde’s feet. She crushed their pearlescent cores beneath her heel with cold cruelty. “Aurora, I’ve only just discovered… every mermaid’s pearl holds a unique hue of its own.”