Little Mermaid Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ocean frown looking at him with a raised brow. “I am going to jump of this plan but I won’t be using a parachute.” Ocean said getting up herself to move pass Hunter to go back to her sit. Hunter grabbed her and he again felt the jolt from the mates bond. He was sure Ocean felt it to but just didn’t know what it meant. “You’re a mermaid, right? From what I know about mermaids yall don’t fly, so how the hell do you expect to get off this plan and not die?” Hunter asked trying to hold in his anger. But she only smiled as she pointed outside. “I’m going to use the clouds of course.” She answered before walking away from Hunter who was frowning in confusion. Until it figured out what her plans wa

"Oh for freaks sake! We got a real live Ariel over here! Don't you have a red friendly crab to tell you otherwise not to go flirt with men who live on land and sing songs about under the sea? Wait no. Don't answer that. But anyways. Go on, but skip the description of the guy. I don't care anyway." "Alright. So I fell in love." Pfft! Little Mermaid over here. "He's a fisherman. He captures fishes for his business. I know he's very poor so every time that he fishes, I would drop a pearl on his net. See, mermaids are gifted in getting pearls from clam. We can quicken the time in processing the pearls of every clam to get their pearls. I heard that it cost a fortune on the land." "Please continu

Even if I do, neither am I a mermaid nor can I swim but all in all, Elédùmarè will put me through. Knowing where her brother was, she continued her mission that seemed impossible. Taiwo on the other hand was already getting engrossed with the water way of life and also falling in love with Marina, the most beautiful mermaid in all of serenia. They grew fund of themselves to the extent that all other sea creatures so jealous of them, especially the heir to the throne of serenia, prince Paris. Taiwo and Marina were always together playing love while prince Paris always watched with hatred and jealousy but they didn't know. He started hatching evil plans to get them separated but all his plans

I considered it trifling. She gasped in a way that air bubbles fizzed out of her pointed ears. "Never. I will not give you up." This was one crazy mermaid. Indeed, she was clinging to a deluded notion that I had to end. “I’m not yours and you are not mine to claim. I will not forsake my true mate for you.” The mermaid clutched her chest and her face contorted with pain. Her tail stiffened, pointed like a scorpion’s telson. I felt a tight ball in my gut snap.

Mermaids live 4 times longer than any human but all must return to the ocean sooner or later. I soon came to the point where she came onto land and started staying with the Princess but after that was just a void of eerie silent darkness. She not only had forgotten about meeting me but it looked like a part of her soul was ripped out from this point onwards. No wonder she became like this! I..... I can't fix her soul there will always be a void but I can link back some of her memories at least she will remember me. I'm not sure what would happen but I'm sure that if I fix this part she'll at least her mind would be able to function.

Malina willingly stepped aside, letting Annabelle take his seat at the computer. She began typing out her ideas in a document. Scene One: On a grand cruise ship, a lavish wedding is taking place. Suddenly, the bride leaps into the sea and transforms into a mermaid. The groom, without hesitation, dives in after her. Just before she loses her ability to speak, the bride utters a single sentence: "Take my tears and come find me in ten years. If you still love me, the curse will be lifted."

A piece of the wall the size of a door falls away into the silt. Behind it is a small chamber. The chamber is dry. There is no chamber that should be dry, three hundred feet under the surface of an ocean. This one is. The water stops at the threshold. The air inside the chamber smells of dust and of something that is almost, but not quite, lavender. And lying on a stone shelf in the center of the chamber is a body. A mermaid, in clothes from a kingdom that has not existed for nine thousand years. Her scales the color of new snow. Her hair the silver of Calisto's, but plaited the way the Saragossa archivists plait theirs.

“Can you like, show me? What you mean, when you think of a mermaid?” I glance at Anton and then put my coffee on the table and move closer to Laila, conjuring a children’s story book in my hands as I do. It’s one of my favorites from when I was a little girl – a story about a mermaid who falls in love with a Prince who lives on land. She gives up her ocean life to go and live at his side.

I leaned against the cold stone wall, sinking into a hollow stupor for a long while. Just then, two servants passed by the dungeon door. Their hushed whispers drifted in, every word cutting deep into my ears. “Isolde’s cursed puppet craft is dreadfully perilous. She hunted and drained countless lesser merfolk for pearl curse powder, merely to gather enough ritual materials.” “Indeed. Once the puppet is complete, it will crush all rebels within the vampire clan, and drain this mermaid’s last breath entirely. Lowly foreign creatures are born to be offerings for our master’s sorcery.”

"I think it needs a little fairy touches wouldn't you agree--" "Don't you dare!" He warned, knowing she was about to transform his nicely decent yellow into a flower bed of colors. "Fine, fine..." she grumbled and he laughed. "I will see you later, Nixie," he charged up his ride and about to blast off but took a moment to deliver his news. "Oh, and a little mermaid told me that the Merelves Princess would be coming to Aquarial's great mall today." With that said he blast off smirking at the faces his best friend made from the review mirrors until he couldn't see her anymore. He knew Nixie was dying to at least get a glance of the Elf she had crushed on for ages, he hoped she summoned enough