Harry Styles Mermaid Novels & Stories

Unlike her wedding, she actually wanted to attend this ceremony. Adrian had helped her pick her dress. Well, she paraded in numerous clothes and he chose one out of them. Kristen had agreed with his taste. The velvet red gown caressed her body like Adrian’s hands would. It was a mermaid style gown with spaghetti straps and an extremely high slit at the side. It had a wide neck that bared her shoulders and an ample portion of her bosom. The beautician had straightened her hair and swept it over one side of her neck leaving the side bare. She put on a tear drop diamond necklace, paired with matching earrings and then silver heels and a purse to match. The make-up was simple but yet flawless. I

How thoughtful. “Thank you,” I giggled at the stylist, who was probably my age or a bit younger. I wore a red velvet mermaid dress. It was off-shoulder, with pleats along the neckline. From mid-thigh down, there was a slit exposing my tanned skin and shoes. The shoes were my favorite part—red stones adorned every surface, shining so brightly they could blind anyone who looked down. My hair was pinned into a messy bun, with defined curls falling over my face.

We got into the shop and were welcomed with flutes of champagne as Marjorie, the lady attending to us, asked me what style I would like and if I wanted to add a pop of colour to the dress. “The wedding is tomorrow, and I’m sure it’s going to be something short, so I wouldn’t want anything overwhelming since I won’t be spending so much time in it,” I explained. “Well, if the wedding is going to be short, we need to make sure it’s worth the time, right?” Marjorie suggested, and Jade nodded in agreement. She introduced me to a mermaid dress with a low cut in the front and rhinestones around the neck and around the short train. I got into the dressing room and put it on as I felt my heart trying

The staff brought in the most expensive and tasty bottle of wine for everyone to enjoy while they enjoyed the evening, chatter and dance. Mother made sure my cake and flowers were ready. She also made sure that a famous designer came all the way from a different continent to come and custom make my dress. The dress is so beautiful and it reminds me of mermaids. I feel like a mermaid princess inside it with my little crown that sits on my perfectly made hair. The stylist didn’t waste much time on my makeup , she insisted that I am pretty enough and just a little eye makeup will be okay for me , I didn’t mind because my mind and thoughts were far off and on something else.

" She smoothed her hair to the side of her shoulders, pressed a pump of shampoo, foamed, and gently rubbed her scalp. Typically, those from Hustuabourg with fair skin possessed lighter hair color, but Stella was an exception. Her raven-black, full mane was as soft as seaweed when it was wet, and when paired with her delicate facial features, she was a true embodiment of a mermaid's beauty. The bathroom door was abruptly pushed open just as Stella was rinsing the foam from her hair, causing her to startle and reach for a bath towel in a hurry. As a result, her feet slipped, and she lost her balance, tumbling forward.

Her hair was styled in loose waves that flowed down her shoulders, adding a touch of sophistication to her overall appearance. Merrick's companion chose a more bohemian and free-spirited style. She donned a flowy maxi dress with a floral print that swayed gracefully with her every move. The dress featured a deep V-neck and a cinched waist that accentuated her slender frame. A simple leather belt emphasized her waistline, and she decided to go barefoot, allowing her to dance freely to the music. Her hair was adorned with a delicate flower crown, enhancing her natural beauty and giving her an ethereal quality.

Featuring a strapless neckline with contour detailing and a full-length, mermaid-style skirt for a dramatic effect, it was finished with a centre-back zip. “Pet, you look like a million dollars,” O’Grady had whispered as he ran his hands down her back and hips, his dark eyes gleaming with passion when she had stood in front of the mirror, admiring her curvy yet fit figure. It was such a far cry from the days when she had just delivered little Meg.

They had each chosen a style of dress they preferred. Mum had gone for a sweetheart neckline with a mermaid tail, her hair was in a chic bun with a few curls out framing her face. Her make up was soft and sultry, she wore diamonds in her ears and around her neck with a few adorning her hair. She was still struggling with being on land, even as she was sat down, she still seemed on edge.

She was about to run her fingers through the dresses when my eyes pinged wide as Teyana removed a ruler from her bag and slammed it across her hand. Ruby let out a yelp, her eyes turning red. “Have you lost your mind, Teyana?” “I’m sure Uncle Cassiel taught you how to behave properly, right?” The voice beside me almost made my heart leap into my throat as my hands flew over my chest. It was Merida. “That is Lady Ruby’s cousin. She is a fashion stylist and designer and those two don’t get along,” Woah. I liked her already. Teyana flitted her eyes around as she removed her phone and asked. “Is there a woman with the name Estelle here?”

I convinced her to go all out, and she finally settled on a golden-brown mermaid dress. It flatters her tall, curvy figure and features a plunging V-neckline that runs down her midriff. Thin spaghetti straps hold the dress in place. Her gloves, in contrast to mine, stop just before her wrists and are made of black, shimmering lace. Her long, black hair is left straight, with some strands pinned back. While dressing, I frequently check my phone to reply to Artemis's latest messages. This time he sends a sad but cute cat sticker, responding to my earlier text about not giving him a sneak peek of my look for the night.