Male Mermaid Novels & Stories

Adora helplessly argued. "Is that so? Then she is welcome to do her worst!" Further attempts to convince Edwardo to release the siren were futile. The man was too blinded by greed to see the impending doom. And it came. The quiet waters of the golden seas suddenly became turbulent as several groups of sirens in their hundreds swam towards the surface. At exactly midnight, the scaly-tailed creatures crawled out of the water, shifting immediately to dazzling beauties. They ventured into the city and the once quiet night was disturbed with screams and cries of agony.

"The Medina River must be running low if you’re seeking the drought of our counsel." "The river is fine," Morgana replied, her voice steady despite the prickle of magic against her skin. "But the tides are changing. The North meets the South, and the binding of the pack has created a resonance that is… troublesome." The second witch, Malice—a name she had earned and kept with pride—leaned forward. Her eyes were clouded with cataracts that shimmered like polished silver. "Troublesome for the world, or troublesome for your designs? We felt the shift that you so poetically ignored. We know that has left cracks in the foundation. Cracks we can fill."

With that, he sauntered out the door and closed it. “Princess Yntreia, I hope you won’t fall for the playful frolics of these men.” Finrod warned. “They are mermen, just to inform you.” Ellaine, who was just about to lie on the soft bed, bolted up. “They are mermen? But where are their tails?” “Their feet changes to tail once they swim in the ocean or any body of water in that matter.” Margarette answered. “Perhaps you have known stories about sailors being lured by the sweet singing voice of the mermaids?” He asked. “I will just inform you that with these men, eye contacts and smiles are their tools for the trade.” He looked pointedly at Yntreia.

, Trent mind linked his mate, voice filled with awe. She giggled in his head, “Yes I know, I’m the only one of my kind. My great grandmother had two colors as well, I am told”, Trent couldn't help but stare at Loralei. He looked around at the pod and in this moment he was so proud of his people. The merfolk are so beautiful with their vibrant tails, bright eyes, claws extracted, and fangs protruding. Their life at sea was so different than on land. The pod all sang a sad tune mourning for their King, dolphins, whales, and fish joined them on their journey.