Lullaby Mermaid Novels & Stories

“This morning, it wouldn’t work.” My eyes softened with worry. My brows pulled together with a sad smile and I went to sit with her on the bed. “I heard that Mer-King Merrick wants you to visit the mermaid islands.” “Yes. He claimed the best way to help figure out why I’m sleepwalking to the sea is for me to visit Holmeva Ferney.” She sounded skeptical. “He gave us a Turbinella pyrum shell to summon him once my parents make a decision.” “And?” I wanted to know their decision. Was she leaving us? An overwhelming amount of sadness settled in my stomach and heart.

“But of course they are. You believe in fairies but not mermaids. Silly man. Just follow me.” Isabella and her dad followed her back outside. She walked over to the pond and knelt down. She whispered a strange language into the shell and then the water started to bubble. Then something started swimming up to the surface. It was a mermaid. She was very beautiful. Isabella and her dad couldn't believe what they were seeing. A shrill sound came out of the mouth of the mermaid and they covered their ears. The Good Witch handed her the shell. The mermaid was happy to receive it. “What does the shell do?”

The blood of the most powerful maiden reflected unto the waters where she baths dispersing it slowly and evenly turning the waters into a pool of blood with the image of death that surrounds that past. “I swear, that end will not happen in this very loop.” Whispering her conviction, the mermaid sings another song. A song of waiting, unknown adventure and promises. From the lady who always is waiting for her man. A tale old song from the Sailors, that mirrors someone she dearly knew.

The air bladder, carefully connected to the carriage, provides additional buoyancy to counteract the weight of the luggage and the mermaids within. Marine and Naida slide into the carriage, making themselves comfortable and scooting to one side to create space for Nerissa and Madissa. The mermaids exchange glances and share a moment of excitement, ready to embark on this adventure together. Nerissa takes a brief pause, wrapping her arms around her mother, Queen Chloris, in a heartfelt embrace. The bond between them is strong, and Nerissa finds comfort and reassurance in her mother's presence. Simultaneously, Madissa finds solace in the embrace of her own mother, Queen Ametysta, who has arriv

I would sing the whole day, I would fill the sea halls with voice of power, And I would roam abroad and play, With the mermaids in and out of the rocks. They all clapped when the performance ended. Titan Oceanus stood up from his throne and swims to the centre of the room. "Noblemen and citizens of Merivilla Kingdom, today is my daughter's eighteenth birthday. And we are all gathered here to celebrate our princess of great Merivilla kingdom! A special mermaid born with extraordinary powers granted by the sea. She is Adella, the daughter of the sea, one who praises the sea with powerful spell songs one could hardly interpret. As you all know, every eighteenth birthday of any mermaid and merm

Her welcoming smile held something disturbing in it with menacing mulberry eyes that trapped your soul into them. It was her. A beautiful mystery of the sea. The one who kept me alive. And none other than the ruthless mermaid who rained terror in my dreams. For a moment, I gazed, immersing myself in her gleaming seductive orbs. Whereas, the song that she released pacified the brewing disorientation that lingered in my head and I was mesmerized. Unable to look anywhere else from the picturesque background of the swarm of jellyfish doing graceful ballet behind her as they open and close their bells in their luminescent hues of pink and yellow to scoot away.

Although Hernie was unsuccessful in catching the underwater variant, she caught a glimpse of it up close and described it as the wig-wearing variant. “It sounds like a mermaid,” Zen mused and studied the description. Apparently, the mermaid variant only appears when it hears a familiar song. The mushroom variant researcher had no idea what type of song it was, but she mentioned the sound of string instruments attracted the mermaid variant to the surface. Coincidentally, Zen knew only one person on this dungeon floor who played any string instrument. “Hm~ Hm hm hm~” Zen hummed along to the song in the game’s background ambience in front of Mandy’s shrine, enjoying the peaceful setting.

The mermaid inclined her head and, this time, Elijah followed. Tenderly, he set Lily’s limp form down on a bed made of moss and straw. The room opened out to a swell of water, upon which a wooden boardwalk lay. The mermaid – he’d still not asked for her name; his worry had overshadowed his manners – perched delicately on its edge, her slick tail shimmering softly in the lapping water. The hobb the mermaid had taken them to was a small, wizened creature. Glass jars brimming with herbs filled the wooden shelves lining the room, and his long-fingered hands ran over each of them. His brow furrowed.

In any case, Rave certainly would have felt right at home in such a place. The most fun part of the whole dream, though, was when three beautiful mermaids suddenly appeared off the coast playing with a pod of dolphins. Mermaids hardly fit with the fearsome beasts Leesa had dreamed about up until then, so it was a nice shift. The mermaids carried a message for the kids. Leesa wished she hadn’t awakened before she got to hear what the message was. She couldn’t begin to imagine what the mermaids might have said to the Miracles.