Devil Mermaid Novels & Stories

"My friends won't harm us." As Nerissa observes the mermaid's appearance, the connection between her and the sharks becomes evident. The mesmerizing swaying of her shark-like tail and the striking resemblance to the magnificent creatures bestow upon her a profound significance. Sharks, known as the spirit animals of the Merfolk of Tazmanridge, hold a sacred place in their culture. It's a realization that adds depth and resonance to the mermaid's signs.

The two ears are like two gills of fish, the head wears a coral crown, the lower body is a blue fish tail, the fish scales are iridescent under the moon. The teenager looked at Brawen, his eyes flashing with surprise and satisfaction. A whirlpool rose high, the mermaid threw the guitar aside, the other whirlpool obediently took it, at this time the other whirlpool began to rise, the fingers of the water began to play the guitar instead of the owner. The sound of the lute sounded different from the mermaids, and the vampires were immediately sent back to the dormitory. The mermaid swam closer to Brawen, his hand raised to caress her small face, praising her: "You have great energy, I can feel

If the first mistake was saving him, then this was definitely the second. He sat, mesmerized by the voice which held no power in it, it was purely my voice, my controlled vocal cords working to create a tune which I often sang to my father, a famous lullaby that all merpeople knew of. If I wanted, I could so easily have killed him, and I wonder if he knew that? Mermaids have a special vocal cord, one which is used when hypnotising prey to lure them in, a magical sound that you focus on your chosen victims, but as I sang to him, there was no magic in my voice.

However, that was when a weird noise could be heard from behind me, and I could see Mary’s face falling. I promptly turned and froze. A black rift had opened over the floor behind me, with a pale but familiar paw reaching out, widening the rift as if it had been tearing through clothes. Seawater gushed out from the rift, followed by a long and muscular fishtail, while the entire merman soon appeared, revealing his upper body like a demon revived from the darkness. His eyes were so dark that it could well consume everything, and he was staring at me with bloodlust.

From there the mermaids eagerly retrieved their prey and carted him to the sandbar to feed on his fear. "By the time this is over, those pirates are going to beg to be arrested," Devrim realized. He had been under the merfolk's spell. It was not fun. The Emperor finished his task and cleared out the rest of the pirates. His small but tenacious crew had taken out hundreds of pirates already without any loss on their part. That feat in itself seemed impossible. 'Well, we do have some magical help. That has to count for something,' Devrim corrected himself.

The forest ahead was silent — too silent. Zion’s minions were already circling somewhere. Watching. Reporting, Let them. He wanted to know how far the plan had gone. I would show him progress,but not the truth. The horn remained hidden among my belongings, wrapped carefully in protective cloth. I had not dared to test it again. Not until I understood exactly how the mermaid magic responded to it. Mermaids of the North are Strange creatures with Old magic. Rare blood that many would kill for. If Zion had truly kidnapped one and I was certain he had then that creature would be the missing piece to everything.

With my eyes closed, I enjoyed the sweet sensation every thrust brought with it. She reached over my head and pulled it down until my lips were on her neck. Expecting to inhale her sweet scent but instead, I caught the stomach twisting whiff of a dead fish. Thinking the smell must be from the river I moved on to lick her skin, it felt scale-like and it had a strong saltwater taste. My heart dived into my stomach and I opened my eyes to discover that I was fucking a green-hair mermaid.

She replied. I didn’t get anything she said. It was somewhat metaphoric that I find it hard to absorb. For a moment, I just stared at her in the hopes she would get to conclude that I am thirsty for explanation. Magindara let out a sigh. “For as long as there are any bodies of water, the eyes of the merfolk will be able to witness everything. Remember, Oryol is a serpent goddess and that time, she was inside a tank full of water. We have the ability to see everything using the water as our medium. May it be past or present.” She finally explained.

It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. I blinked a couple of times to remove the dry, burning sensation that had formed. "I can't really answer that, you'd have to ask a Witch or Warlock," I needed to speak to Vivienne about this. The full moon was near and I needed to prepare for it the best way that I could. "Merfolk transform into their natural form if they aren't already. They basically crave the flesh and blood of sailors," so if I were a Mermaid I would want to eat a human. Vera and Elliot are humans. Annalise is a human. They weren't sailors but I couldn't imagine eating them. Had my mother ever eaten a human before? My head was spinning and my stomach was churni

she replied with fervor. "Then...do you accept the three curses?" the blind old mermaid asked. The big scars on her tail proved that she suffered a lot in her life. Andromeda gave a firm nod and looked at her shining golden tail for the last time. "In exchange for the legs, the humans possessed, you would carry these curses..." the deaf mermaid spoke, a wonder why she can speak despite being unable to hear. "Number one, you shall never swallow anything vile, this includes any alcoholic drinks made by humans, drugs and of course, animals"