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My eyes seemed to fall a while ago and I couldn’t even understand the documents, so I finished it right away so I could take some rest. I glanced at the wall clock for a second before closing my eyes. That’s been hurting the whole time. I feel dizzy too, so I took some medicine to make my head feel better. .... My forehead creased when the realization hit me. This place feels enchanted because there are a lot of birds flying freely while singing. Fireflies were dazzling, and the trees danced flawlessly. But my eyes darted to the creature in front of me. Half of her body is like a fish, while the upper part of her body is like a human being, but her beauty is outstanding. No wonder they were

Feral said quietly, his voice as small as a mosquito’s annoying Genad a bit. “If you’re fine then get up, we have to begin our journey instantly, or else we might caught up in something annoying,” Genad said as he stood up. What he was saying wasn’t insensible as it was common for other races to target the coming-of-age period of the mermaids/mermen to attack and capture them before selling their parts for fortunes. Everything that a mermaid possessed from head to tail was valuable and a once-in-a-red-moon treasure, and so being caught by any race especially humans meant complete dissection in order to sell the important parts- which was literally everything.

As Chen ranting what’s inside his mind, his friends staring blankly around them. “Hana . . . Keiyn–” Chen's mouth was left open when he also saw the scene that would build his manhood. Those mermaids in the water that used to swim to the shore in the form of human and fish, are now standing in front of them from all around and exposing them to the different shapes of their breast and the colors of their complexions. They have feet and they no longer have those shining scales. “Don't stare too much at them and you all may easily fall for their charm.” Queen Cora said, while also having the same form and appearance like the others of her kind.

They were the weakest of the shifters, having to return to the water every night as their body forces them to shift into their mermaid form. I already knew what Marques wanted. A small girl had been picked up by my scouts about a week ago. She hadn’t shifted yet, so her mermaid wasn’t fully present, meaning she could stay out of water. A mermaid born on land would be human until they first shifted, a merperson born in water would be born as mermaid, unable to shift into their human form until their sixteenth birthday. I could tell the girl was a mermaid just by the color of her skin. Merpeople were the only ones born with sharp bright green slanted eyes. Taking in Marques similarities to the

Chapter V In the Indian Ocean there were mermaids who sang. His song was catchy and mesmerizing, but it had no effect if the men covered their ears. ButWhen in the midst of mermaids, there is a mermaid who is a sorceress, nothing is valid. The sorceress mermaid Sereda was thin, with long, light brown hair, sharp green eyes, and a bluish skin color. She was a sorceress whoHe called men to the sea, transformed himself into the pirate's beloved wife and called him to surrender to the sea. Sereda, before the harm happened to her, was not a mermaid, she was a human being like anyone else. She was happy and loved nature and the sea. One night, Sereda sneaked out of the house because she wanted to

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

The mermaid's tail shimmers with iridescent hues, contrasting beautifully with the human man's outstretched hand, as if bridging the gap between two realms. As Tritan directs the beam of the waystick towards the adjacent tapestries, the hidden narratives unfold. On the second tapestry, the mermaid is shown holding the man in her arms, his form in transition, undergoing the process of merturning. The merging of their beings symbolizes a profound transformation and acceptance, capturing the essence of the merfolk's connection to the human world.

I was taking a shower but I felt like I was being watched. These days, I had been totally captivated by and restlessly researching merpeople day and night. My fascination with this mysterious species had caused a merman to appear in my dreams a few days ago. He was majestic, young, and about three meters tall. His upper body was muscular, and his tail was iridescent black. A tail so powerful that a single movement had the strength to produce a huge, engulfing wave.

The scent of purity clung to its skin, the scent of the Moon, and she wondered why it was here. Had Michael finally gained the courage to try and end her? “Submit,” She growled out. She put power behind her tone this time and the dominance she had kept locked up over the last few months flooded the air. Theo dropped to his knees and the wolf coiled up on itself and slowly transitioned back to their human form. The crunching of bones filled the air before a panting woman lay before her. Green eyes looked at her through a shield of blonde hair before looking away, unable to hold her powerful gaze. Adelaide let her gaze roam over her as her claws retracted. She had little to no scars on her bod

Her curly hair danced in the cold breeze as they reached a mysterious clearing. "Who are you?" Stuart queried, touching her shoulder. She turned her body towards him. In the velvety embrace of darkness, she emerged, a captivating enigma draped in shadows. Moonlight traced the contours of her mystery, casting a soft glow on elusive features. Ebony tendrils frame a face veiled in an air of intrigue, eyes gleaming like distant stars, windows to an enigmatic universe. Her silhouette danced with the unknown, a symphony of secrets whispered by the night. A delicate whisper of mystery enveloped her, a chiaroscuro masterpiece painted with whispers of the unseen. In the dark, she was an ethereal tape