Lesbian Mermaids Novels & Stories

The couple knew very well that their daughter's life was also at risk , so they had told her to hide in a low lying area in the human world. She took shelter in the HOLY RIVER and went deep to its surface where she found herself a mate and they reproduced to produce even more mermaids. They were also being watched by the fairies, but those fairies didn’t interfere in their lives because what was done, was done. The fault was of that male fairy and that fish. The child was considered innocent and left as such to survive. This was how mermaids were created. But there was a forecast that there would be a queen of the mermaids who would be born after 10000 years in the 21st century and would bri

Taegen rolled his eyes. Jimmy couldn't believe his eyes. Beautiful mermaids started showing up, their gorgeous body moving elegantly inside the water. A nice scent reached their noses and a soothing sound of their chants caressed their ears. “What are they doing here?” Jimmy asked. “They are looking for preys. They seduce the creatures with their beauty and take them to the bottom of the water to become their slave.” Taegen said. “Don't look at their eyes, Diamond.” Jimmy nervously nodded and kept on looking at the rainbow above them.

The sea god was so fascinated by the horses that he forgot all about Demeter, and leaped on one and rode off. Later he made another herd of green ones with the fish-like tails for his undersea stables. But Demeter kept the first herd, from that all the horses in the world have descended. Some say it took Poseidon a full week to make the horse. During that time he made and cast aside many other creatures that didn't come out all right. But he simply threw them away without killing them, and they made their way into the world later. From them have come the camel, the hippopotamus, the giraffe, the donkey, and the zebra.

An odd collection of girls lined up the wall like a bunch of rejected mannequins in the warehouse. At the end of the training session, Margaret bopped over a big smile. Margaret is the main organizer at our club. She is in her late forties and a truly nice person -always smiling, even when people act like jerks. I don't get it. My theory is that Margaret is, in fact, an alien life form. Margaret counted the group of strays, checking names on her clipboard. "Yes! We've got almost enough for another team!" she gushed.

Wiggled the toes. “So what’s a Mer?” Right. Focus on the conversation. She’d have time enough later to study the workings of her legs. “We are called Mers, Michael. Both male and fe¬male Mers. You Humans use the terms ‘mermaids’ and ‘mermen,’ not us.” As for the maid part, well, that hadn’t been true for selinos, but she wouldn’t be ex-plaining that. “Mermen? There are mermen, too? Cool!” This time Michael forgot to whisper and—of course—his father was heading their way.

I hadn't even known till she mentioned that the lady hanging beside Killian was a mermaid. "How come she has a leg?" I asked. "Special class mermaids can switch between their tails or legs," the priestess answered, waving her hand at the bubbles that glued the lady beside Killian to the wall. The bubbles burst and the lady broke free, almost falling with her face to the floor when Killian swiftly caught her in his arm. I felt a tinge of jealousness at the way he had moved to catch her like it was a reflex. "So, what do you think, Ami? Do we fight or go home?" The priestess asked Amiel.

she moaned a mess. I kept gulping, nibbling and sucking her, my left hand holding onto her twin peaks, flickering and fondling them. "Balin…Ahhh…" she cried out as I replaced my tongue with my finger. I inserted my finger into her little how, her walls clenched around my finger. It felt so satisfying. I began to move my fingers slowly, teasing her. But then she began to thrust her waist even faster to make me go faster. Werewolves are lustful creatures but then they do not compare to mermaids. I wanted to know how far my mermaid would be able to contain her lust. One look at her, States the obvious, she barely had a grip on herself. I pumped my fingers even faster. She kept moaning aloud.

Meanwhile a convoy from the human world was speedily approaching towards the Southern region. It was a a place of quite. Footfall in this region was bare minimum. The only noise that came from here were the roar of the huge ocean waves clashing against the rocky mountain edges. It was a place where leave alone humans, immortals feared to tread.The region belonged to the mer- people. They were a tribe created between human and Pisces. Legends have it that once when the the Twelfth Zodiac had taken a human form, it had fallen in love with a human girl. Since the mer-people were descendents of their children, they were seen as an outcast by the rest of the worlds.Even though they were blessed w

Sapphire told me a story once, about a group of sea creatures that were solely dedicated to evil and their evil queen who sought nothing but to claim every ocean and destroy other life forms that aren't her species. They call themselves Mirties Perlai and were another race of mermaids. They didn't have tails and possessed incredible powers. The queen was extremely evil but the other sea creatures led by the sea king attacked them and they were destroyed. The queen got away and lived with humans for the rest of her days.

"You did something, didn't you? Those black-finned mer-babies were supposed to be mine! You stole them! Celine, you thief! You wretch!" I looked at her coldly and asked, "Did you really think changing husbands would allow you to steal the life that should've been mine?" "What are you talking about?" she asked, confused. I stepped toward her, slow and deliberate. "Even among Pregnancy Maidens, there's a hierarchy. Your low-level constitution could only ever produce red-finned mer-babies. No matter who you married, the outcome would be the same. "Also, haven't you already seen for yourself what kind of merman Sheldon really is? What I have now, I paid for with my life."