Desharow Merman Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“How’s your girl date?” Minerva was a bit startled upon seeing Darwin on the dining table, drinking what smelts like coffee. He was wearing his ripped blue jean shorts, the first button was unbuttoned. Darwin was half naked, which made Minerva secretly bite her lip. “I saw that.” She hoisted her head to Darwin, who was now slowly walking towards her like how a predator approaches a prey. She forgot that she was actually wearing a dress, the sexy type. “Promise me that your lips will only belong to me,” he breathed. Minerva was oozing. If he was the ocean and she was a stone, she had long drowned into him, unto him—with him.

The air smelled clean, the lights warm, the shelves tall and perfect. “Choose the book that pulls you,” the woman said. “It will tell you what you need.” She vanished into the shadows. I walked along the shelves. My hand stopped on one book, not because I liked it, but because something in me reacted. A strange pull. The title was old, written in faded ink:” The Nature of the Cursed: shifters of the Moon.” My fingers trembled as I opened it. Inside were sketches, human shadows twisted into wolves, claws emerging from the hands, glowing eyes in the darkness. I swallowed hard.

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

He smiled at me, but his eyes were icy. "You're just as cheap as your mother. "But then again, what good could come from someone with no morals?" He shoved me away, smashing the crystal ornament from the side table against me. Glass shards scattered across the hardwood floor. I stumbled weakly, crashing hard into the mahogany coffee table behind me. He stepped on my fingers, looking at me with disgust. "Don't think having a child means redemption, that you can leave me. "Naomi, no one will ever love you in this life."

The gray merman said, through rotten teeth. His head whipped to the side and turned towards the wolves. “Who the hell are you?” He said pointing at Hunter who was half shifted Hayle growling at the threat. His arms started glowing showing the hieroglyphics that spread through his body. “No matter you're all about to die.” The gray man said as he lifted his arms and the ocean water rose again but this time the sharks were circling looking hungry. “Oh shit, we're about to die, and our hair is about to get wet.” Ji'lahni said as they all backed up towards the door to the lower deck.

Cherum chuckles, “You won’t be seeing Yasmin there any longer. She has a mate.” “What?!” Nilo’s eyes went wide. “Who?” “Percy,” Cherum grins. “He took her as his chosen.” “What the hell? Anything else happen I should know about? Did you two get mates too?” Nilo asked Meldec and Cherum. Cherum chuckles, and Meldec shifts in his chair like he is uncomfortable. He doesn’t like the attention on himself. “We have got a merman living with us now,” Cherum tells him, and Meldec lifts his face, looking at Nilo to get his reaction. I’m curious too to see what Nilo will think about a siren living in our presence without knowing that his new Luna is one.

The dungeon guard screamed. “Don’t come in!” Teshara cried, “Go get help.” The dungeon guard ran off immediately and I brought out the two fishes and devoured them quickly. They were barely cooked but were quite tasty. I had read some books and heard from some people that mermaids do not cook the majority of their meals. Done devouring the fishes, I returned to Teshara’s boobs, eagerly suckling on her nipples as I pinned her to the floor, restricting movement from the rest of her body while she pretentiously struggled.

“This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my hardest to not end up like either of the unconscious people around me. My back hits against the cave wall , I am trapped. The wave reaches me , immediately I am engulfed in the most peaceful and warmest feeling ever – like cuddling up with your parents on a cold nig

She made a mental note to check the side effects of the medication she took and drifted peacefully off to sleep. Her body felt weightless. The dark room around her gradually receded and she was floating amidst wisps of clouds. She felt a tug on her shoulders, as if someone was pulling her down. She resisted, briefly, before giving way the motion. As she drifted downward, her surroundings grew more visible. Beautiful lakes of an indescribable bluish-green glistened while reflecting the shapes and colors from the leaves on the trees. On the water’s edge, stood a cloaked man. His cloak glistened with fine strands of gold and silver. They added to, instead of masked, the base color of b

He knows that he will never forget this moment and that he will always treasure the memory of these magical creatures. Nerissa's eyes sparkle with delight as she witnesses the black-haired merman attentively repeating the signs correctly and taking the time to explain them to his companion. It is a heartwarming sight, as it indicates a willingness to bridge the communication gap and embrace their new underwater companions. The bond between humans and merfolk is slowly forming, transcending the barriers of language.