Lullaby Mermaid Novels & Stories

She had never seen anything so strange—so beautiful—in her life. The creature—or woman, or both—stood waist-deep in the icy current, singing a melody that didn’t belong to the world Serena knew. It wasn’t just sound; it was a spell, a presence that reached into the bones, soft and ancient. It felt like sorrow and seduction wrapped into one, like the river itself had come alive to sing of forgotten lives. Serena didn’t even realize she was leaning forward, captivated, until the mermaid turned her head and looked directly at her.

The werewolf reasoned with a strong conviction. A silly youngster mermaid swiftly glides at their middle, she proudly exhibits her orange fins and yellow scales, "Bulingaw should be blamed." Their eyes broaden while cocked a brow in surprise, the youngster mermaid continued, "He told Lord Martin about their love affair because he has a secret admiration for my aunt and he wants the werewolf out of her life. His comrade butterfly was seen peeking from the two in the secret side of the north river, she informed Bulingaw about it and his envy eyes pricked her yellowish powdery wings."

" Colours on the wind flowing from a different world Greet the dawn with a song to welcome the daybreak It's a melody I hear in my memory Where I watch birds take flight off into the eastern sky No time to waste, can we escape? To a place where the treasure lies." In front of V7 was a young mermaid, with glowing blue eyes, Dark blue hair, light blue tail. I thought I was dreaming of the goddesses of beauty for a minute. She starts singing a beautiful melody as she swims further into the river and then circles back again...Is this supposed to happen?. .... or this could be one of the effects of my traveling back in time! I worried as I watched his reaction. " Out here on the 7 seas we will fi

“You were badly hurt by Jenna.” “But...Aunt Jenna and the man! That man took you away! What happened?” Alya snickered and patted the child. “Do you remember when we first met, you asked me about the Mermaid’s Song?” she asked. “Yeah,” Alina nodded. “The mermaid’s don’t sing to lure in prey,” Alya revealed. “They sing to protect themselves from men other than their mates. When a mermaid is in danger, she jumps into the seawater to regain her strength. Once we are in the sea, we sing our song. Once we start singing, everyone around us will fall into a coma. Only our mate will be unaffected. During that time, we can put a curse on any one of the comatose people.”

The dragons began to descend, and she realized they were going to land on the beach. She looked around as they flew down and realized a little further down the beach was a cave. It was huge and she realized the meeting would probably be there. She remembered Layla’s father would be here today so that’s why they must have come to the ocean. He was a merman and he needed water. Although Layla had legs that day on the beach. She didn’t understand how it all worked. When she had been at the auction and Mack had injected the mermaid with the needle and she grew legs she had become curious then again, wondering how it all worked, but today was not the day to ask.

“Let me introduce to you a mermaid captured from the west coast of the continent!” After the host finished speaking, everyone stood up one after another, wanting a clearer look. They took off the cloth, and there was a mermaid curled up in a transparent glass case—quite similar in appearance to those mermaids in the movies. The mermaid was curled up into a ball, and no one could see her face clearly. A person standing on the side pressed a button. An electric current surged in the small glass case, and the mermaid inside rolled and howled in pain.

**** Tamara was alone when Lolly appeared in the cave. "What brought you here so soon my daughter?" Tamara asked. "I want Rae dead." Lolly said immediately. "We can't kill her yet." "And why is that?" "Because Lucifer just found out she is the last mermaid he will use." Tamara said and smiled at Lolly's shocked face. "Yes Lolly, Rae is a mermaid, the one who will complete the ritual." "Good, Rae won't know what hit her." Lolly said smiling. "How is your father?" Tamara asked.

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 asked. "This was going to be more difficult than I thought, why did I bring her here?" L asked. "Idiot!" I said as I looked at L. I turned and the mermaid was no longer there. "Where did she go?" I asked L. "She may be busy now, you know her name maybe some other time you can come to call out to her and listen to her siren," L said. "Her siren is like a drug, you get more and more addicted the more you listen to it. You have to be careful," L added.

Cradling her to him, he kissed her hair. “You’re not mad at me?” “No, honey, I’m not. I wanted you to use your safe word so you knew that I meant it. You say Mermaid, and we’ll stop. No matter what. If you’re somewhere and you need me, just text me a mermaid, the word or the emoji, and I’ll be on my way to you.” They sat in silence for a moment as she contemplated what he said. “If I would not have said mermaid, how far would you have gone?”