Fantasy Books About Mermaids Novels & Stories

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.

Zavian I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

said Farida. “Sure,” replied Erin, handing the stone and pouch back to Farida for safekeeping. She couldn’t shake the feeling that there might be an element of truth in Devon’s story about the stone. It may all sound somewhat woo-woo to Farida, especially the bit about werewolf ancestors since she was human, but for Erin, it was believable. Her werewolf ancestry thrived on legends and many of them were true, so this story about the dream stone might just be legit after all. She made a mental note to ask her sister-in-law, Aubrey, about it later tonight at the Full Moon Feast.

There was a little beautiful mermaid in the sea with bright red hair. "Who is this?" I asked, pointing at the mermaid in awe and Jax peeked at the book beside me. "That's Ariel. She's the princess of the sea." Jax said and I gasped in awe, suddenly interested in the book as I laid against the floor, dangling my leg above me as I swiped to the next page. There was a picture of a roaring sea and a dark woman who appeared like a witch. I frowned, seeing the mermaid Jax had referred to as Ariel look up at the witch in fear.

And now, he hadn't just touched it; he had licked it! "This is crazy! What was he trying to do?" Amelia murmured frantically, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief. Struggling to regain her composure, her gaze darted around the room, and her eyes widened as she saw the unconscious human sprawled on the floor! "Oh dear! What have I done?" Her voice trembled with concern and regret, her hands fluttering as she contemplated the unintended consequences of her actions. Mermaids boasted remarkably strong tails, said to have the power to unleash tsunamis with a single flick. Though her upper body strength was nothing noteworthy, her kicks were certainly a force to be reckoned with.

In a second, Carissa felt her soul leaving her as she fell flat on the floor. As she opened her eyes, she saw herself in a blue sea. It was a beautiful place. Under the sea lies a magical world filled with wonder and enchantment, where mermaids and mermen rule and swim in crystalline waters. The vibrant blue hues of the ocean are illuminated by the glow of luminescent sea creatures, casting an ethereal aura upon their underwater kingdom.

13-15 Mermaid....15-20 River Nymph...21-22 River nymph only had a couple pages, same as Leviathan. I had heard of that before, and it made me uneasy to think as little was known about river nymphs as a leviathan. I opened the pages, flipping through them. I could see hand drawings of several types of beasts, some fish shaped, some with tentacles and multiple heads. I was surprised when I got to page twenty-one and saw no drawings.

“His limbs were failing him, his beautiful eyes were closed, and he would have died had not the little mermaid come to his assistance. She held his head above the water and let the waves carry them where they would. “In the morning the storm had ceased, but of the ship not a single fragment could be seen. The sun came up red and shining out of the water, and its beams brought back the hue of health to the prince's cheeks, but his eyes remained closed. The mermaid kissed his high, smooth forehead and stroked back his wet hair. He seemed to her like the marble statue in her little garden, so she kissed him again and wished that he might live. “Presently they came in sight of land, and she saw

Taking a horse of less than regal bearing, I snuck away in the early morning, heading away from Castle Ridgewood and down the coast to Emerald Cove. Fleeing, I felt like I had wings. I even thought I saw a pair in the shadows and laughed at my imagination. I only felt like I could fly, and here I am seeing fantasy creatures in the corners of my mind. Dragons aren't any more real than fairies or elves or any of the other inhabitants of the magical tales my mother would tell me as I went to sleep as a child. As much as I wish they were.

As if they did not have enough to deal with the Van Helsings and the zombies, and the invaders… Now they had a pollution crisis with animals and plants affected by the magically-tainted water. It reminded him of the merman they had rescued from Jules Edison’s farm, Niarthen. He’d been affected by the water. Fucking hell, he hoped that the pollution didn’t wash out and affect the oceans – as far as he was concerned, it held enough sharp-teethed monsters without adding magically created ones to its depths. And despite the way the humans portrayed mermaids as beautiful sirens, the little lore the pack’s library had on them told a very different story of a predatory species that had no compuncti