Black Merman Novels & Stories

“Not all men are abusive assholes. Don’t give up on the rest of us.” He had been so tender and gentle. Something that she was not expecting from a man like him. He was muscular like Reese, but several inches shorter and less bulky. His long black hair was shaved on the sides and braided down to his mid back. When he spoke with that deep baritone, you could vaguely glimpse a silver tongue piercing.

Or almost. His skin was marked by small luminescent patterns, a reflection of the sea’s glow. His hair, black as night, floated with the ocean breeze. But the most striking feature was the tail—dark blue and silver scales shimmered under the moonlight, forming a powerful and elegant merman’s tail. Athos blinked, unsure if this was real or a delirium caused by near-drowning. The being watched him in silence. Until, finally, he spoke. “You almost became prey to the sea, human.”

The company would cover all expenses. It could promote the new merman while serving as an advertisement for their brand. It was a win-win for them. Lance froze. "Perform well," I said, turning away. "After all, the loser will turn into ocean fertilizer." I didn't look back, but the water temperature monitor showed a drop of nine degrees Fahrenheit in just ten seconds. That was a unique physiological reaction when a merfolk's emotions spike. The new merfolk arrived on schedule the next day. "Hello, master. I'm Sylas," the clear, gentle voice said. "From today, I pledge to serve you loyally. I will never cause you any trouble."

"It's really rude of me. My name is Wopple. I'm the executive deputy to the Merman King and his advisor." [Status] Name: Wopple Unique Rank Level: 90 Age: 110 Species: Merman Titles: Advisor of the Merman King, Master Archmage Class: Ocean mage Even though the merman was telling the truth, Amy couldn't fight and defeat the merman. "But that doesn't explain what I asked." Amy was risking some annoyance by speaking in such an inappropriate way. But the Merman remained calm.

Long black hair falls over half a face, covering one eye while the other one stares straight at me. My hands cover my mouth as I witness a familiar, insecure face come level with the lifeboat. The confidence is gone, replaced with fear, but there is no doubt about this merman's identity. "John?" I whisper. "Oh god, it's you! It's actually you! I'm so happy to see you!" I'm brought to tears while the merman doesn't even look at me. A light half-moon is slashed over his stark blue eye. I suspect the mark is something he got in the fight against the harpy, and I believe he is hiding imperfect purple skin and an even more prominent scar underneath his long, black hair.

More of them came and they began to work along with them. Then I felt something move slowly up my arm. I turned and screamed and swam away. It was an ugly cursed merman looking at me like he wanted to devour me alive. He had been using his unnaturally long tongue to lick my arm and it was disgusting and scary at the same time. "Get back here." He said in a hoarse voice. "I'll only take a bit of your flesh, you're going to die anyway, you know that right?" He said and I shook my head.

A lot of people stayed away from me because they considered my father harsh and dangerous. Alexander had not corrected the man that I was not one of his Suka. The smirk on the man's face was evident. He must have thought that I was a prostitute. "Petrov," Alexander called in a deadly tone, maintaining eye contact with the Chinese man. However, he was actually calling on the Russian man, who turned to look at him. “Yes, Viper”, Petrov replied. Viper? I almost laughed at the nickname, but I was able to stifle in my laughter without letting any of the men know that I was about to laugh.

" Take the next flight to B city as soon as possible. " " No!... bro, I was wrong!" But Ivan didn't finish what he was saying as Leon hanged up on him. "....." Not B city! Lucia walked out of the chief surgeon's office with a heavy heart. Doctor Gabby said the RH negative blood type is very rare and is hard to come by. And in the whole of Medieval country, there are just two places you can get this type of blood.

Going out to find food now with her shaky legs will only result in trouble. Studying the man she saved, Aqua realised that he was rather good-looking. The strange human who fell from above had hair as dark as ink and skin as pale as hers. He was bigger than her if they lay down side by side. Yet, he was nothing like what her mother described to her about men. Maybe merfolk men and human men were different. Merfolk men had bushy and rectangular jaws. Compared to them, this human had no hair on his chin and a jaw similar to mermaids. He had long dark lashes that cast a shadow on his cheeks while he slept. Why would anyone harm such a kind-looking person? Aqua could not understand the strange t

This was probably what they used in tearing down the cloaking shield. A merman swam very close to her and peered into her eyes. His hair was long and it swirled around his face. He was so beautiful to look upon;charming blue eyes, a straight nose and shapely plump lips. Wide chiseled shoulders defined with muscles and a hard chest. His skin was flawless, toned a dark brown and alluring. He was the image of perfection. Serena knew stories about the great beauty of the mer creatures and how they could captivate and mesmerize those who hunted them before attacking them. She believed those stories now. She could feel herself drowning in the radiant beauty of the merman before her. Suddenly she s