Eric's Dog Little Mermaid Novels & Stories

to him, but she wasn’t sure if that was right, so she just cast him a short glance, and then quickly drove away. When they drove back, Irene was there waiting on the street. They rented a two-story house with a little yard. Irene was pacing anxiously in front of the yard. Seeing their car driving near, Irene almost cried, “Thank God,” she pulled Eric into her embrace and hugged him tightly, “I heard the wolf’s howl. I thought it was someone sent by Eric’s father!” “It’s okay, Mom.” Eric quickly explained, feeling a little embarrassed held like that by his mother, but he didn’t push Irene away, “It’s just Mr. Wolf. We ran into some mad wolves. Mr. Wolf saved us.”

Eric was happy. “Wow, it’s so beautiful. Like you.” Erica said and Janet smiled and caressed her children’s hair. “Dad said we can keep it as our pet,” Eric said, making her frown as Janet was already disturbed to see these creatures crawling on their hand. She would never agree to that, but she didn’t break their heart. They would soon forget about these and move on to their next toy. They ran away when they heard their father’s voice and Janet closed her eyes, enjoying the sound of sea breeze.

Emily would listen, nodding politely, but her mind was always elsewhere, lost in memories of her brothers and the life she had left behind. Inishola, perceptive and understanding, gave her space. He sensed her sadness and tried to comfort her in his way, providing her with books to read and encouraging her to explore the vast estate. He even arranged for her to have her horse, a beautiful black mare named Nyx, hoping that riding might bring her some joy.

"I'm sorry, honey. You shouldn't have to do this. I'm the one who should be working, not you." "It's okay, I'm happy to help mom. That way I can ease your burden at least for my school fees later." Emily was touched to hear it, she was proud to have a daughter like Sophia. "Emily, your daughter is really lucky. She's only been working for two days, and she's already been appointed as a personal maid. I think Mr. Oliver likes her." Elina whispered to Emily. As for Sophia, the girl was now busy playing with the clown fish in Elina's small aquarium. Apparently Elina had a small pet in her room that she had just bought yesterday and Sophia called the fish Nemo.

Her scream ripped across the water's surface, bouncing off the birch and pines. "Erin!" Ezra screamed as he darted out to where she stood on the shore, but whatever had her jerked her up into the air and pulled her down under the water's surface. "No!" Ezra's bear roared, but little Erin Fletcher was gone, her doll floating at the water's edge.

She then looked at the water kissed it and said, "my ears can hear come out to me, the mermaids of the sea." Suddenly a beautiful creature came out of the water, her legs were that of a fish and it was inside the water. Her waist to her head was human-like, she was so beautiful with blue eyes. "What is your name?" I asked. "Maltida," the mermaid said. She kept on looking at me, it was like she kept drawing me into the water, I cannot explain it. I felt I needed to meet her. Then suddenly I heard a sound! It was a siren!

Eris grumbled, slumping his hefty shoulders as he tried not to raise his voice. "She's little. She won't be any trouble." Tuck smiled, moving part of the jacket to show the pup's young face. "It's got fleas and God-knows where it's been." Eris states, moving his hands to rest on his narrow hips. "Leave the dog." "No." Tuck says firmly, cradling it closer. "Tuck put it down." Eris commands again, earning a full-force teen retaliative glare.

“Stop…please..i'm begging you” Little Eric cried out but it seems as if his cries were motivating his master to keep hitting him. Little Eric was laying on the floor in his own pool of blood begging for his life while his master enjoyed every misery he had put him through. “Now go back to your cage” Eric had his master’s voice say, he didn't need to look up or try staring at him because it would only attract more beating. Eric could feel his left ribs broken, however there was nothing he could do about it rather than bear the pain and crawl back into his cage.

“Why not try it again, and see if the same thing happens?” I let out a long-withheld breath and nodded my head. Taking a step back, I put all my focus on Eric. I repeated the name of his wolf while placing the intention of wanting to reach out to him behind my voice. “Ames.” Eric’s eyes lit up once more, revealing the creature that lived beneath his surface. My lips parted in pure wonderment. “It worked,” I whispered. However, my feeling of pure astonishment swiftly passed as soon as I noticed Eric struggling.

“That’s a big deal.” My insides turned soft. “Yeah,” I quietly agreed. “It is.” The door opened, and Erica briefly looked over before snapping her head back in my direction. “He’s back,” she hissed. I didn’t have to ask. “Dirty Pirate Guy?” “Mm-hmm.” She nodded, face glowing with excitement. “Did he bring his pirate sword, or is he just happy to see you?” “Shh,” she said with a giggle. “He’s coming over.”