Novel & Cerita Mermaid Aesthetic

She glowed with beauty underneath the ocean, having long black hair, big round blue sea eyes, straight small nose, small red lips, scales on her face and arms, gills beside her neck, and a magnificent long blue crystal Tail. She appears to be half human and half fish. With her tail she moves water currents splashing endlessly about in the ocean. She rules over the Atlantic ocean of mermaids and mermans with an immersed power. Having powers which include Mind-reading, flying, invisibility, shapeshifting, controlling nature, speaking to animals, speed- swimming, Siren Singing, Telekinesis, and weather manipulation. Though mermaids may look really attractive with their endowed beauty, don't be

Helen trailed off as she halted along with the others. She stared at the painting in awe while taking a step to take a closer look. Mayari too became interested and cast her gaze towards the portrait of a mermaid with dark beauty. Her long hair flowed like the black sea, in contrast with her pale white skin that glistened like white pearls, along with the black scales that framed her youthful face. Her irises captured the rayless shade of the abyss as she stared deep through the souls of her audience. Her black lips are slightly parted as she said her words in silence.

I want this money to be free, and independent, without having to put my head down and hide in the shadows, which is what I've done all my life, to escape predators. I looked in the mirror, my hair was black with purple streaks at the bottom, it reached down to my shoulder, and it's straight, but the ends were curly. I have different colored eyes, one a light green and the other a bluish gray, it's a rare condition, but it makes me even more beautiful, something I've always hidden through contact lenses, my nose is naturally thin, my eyebrows are done, my make-up was done to resemble a mermaid, as the shadows go from purple to blue and green with details of scales on my cheeks. My lips also h

Draco said as he sat on one of the padded benches. The boat jostled a bit, as though reacquainting itself with the weight of passengers, then slipped off into deeper waters. “They’re stunning.” I admitted, staring out at a group of them. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so beautiful.” The water at my back began to ripple, and not from the boats gentle movements. I jolted as a head of fuchsia hair appeared, followed by a tail with scales the same color. The mermaid smiled brightly as I gaped at her. Her eyes were the brightest shade of green I’d ever seen. Like rolling hills baking beneath a setting sun.

Chaos noted, trying not to show himself from behind the stones. “All of them are nothing compared to mermaids. No veined tail to pass on to spirita, no scales. Even what humans have between their legs resembles a clam closed in a shell under the curls of hair. This one,” Aether nodded in the direction of the girl, “looks more like a pale branch of a dead tree. Her skin is too light and smooth, and her eyes are black, like those monsters that swim near her.” Chaos raised his eyebrows in surprise. Waterdrops rolled down his temples.

I squirmed away from his hold but he didn't budge. "So, you like Mia?" He said with a dangerous smirk. I growled and sunk my teeth into his hand. Retracting my fangs I take a run for it. He gripped his hand between his legs and cursed loudly. I dived into the water and swam as deep as I could. A fish swam from under me, waved awkwardly. The fish, startled, swam off quickly. In its place was one of the rarest creates on Earth. There, staring at me in confusion, was a mermaid. She had long peach-orange hair and a tail the color of the perfect honey sunset. "Shift." He growled, I sighed and slipped into my body. He pushed my naked body against a rock and his eyes twinkled with excitement. I squ

13-15 Mermaid....15-20 River Nymph...21-22 River nymph only had a couple pages, same as Leviathan. I had heard of that before, and it made me uneasy to think as little was known about river nymphs as a leviathan. I opened the pages, flipping through them. I could see hand drawings of several types of beasts, some fish shaped, some with tentacles and multiple heads. I was surprised when I got to page twenty-one and saw no drawings.

She had heard of the creatures that lived in the unknown utopia of the depths of the sea but no one had really seen much of them, unlike their distant cousins who lurked in the rocky parts of the sea and lured sailors to their watery death with their alluring voices and personal hallucinations. This mermaid before her had a beautiful tail that looked so soft and glimmered as if the light of the sky reflected off it. The end of the tail moved like it had its own mind. It was as if she could run the thin and transparent end of the powerful tail on her face and her skin would not be bruised in any way. It was so resplendent; no wonder the mer-people always never revealed themselves at all to ot

Third Person POV Mia looked at the dress bag on the couch. Her face showed pure disgust. That was a fair reaction. The dress was… bold. Too bold. It was made to fit tight. It had no care for comfort. It was made to cause a stir. The fabric was a deep ocean blue. It changed color in the light, darker at the waist, lighter at the bottom. It shimmered softly, like moonlight on water. The mermaid cut hugged her hips tightly, then flared out at the knees. It forced her to take small, careful steps. It looked graceful, but it was clearly on purpose.

The wet-on-wet technique made the mixing of colors easier, giving the drawing a lovely ombre effect. She easily became absorbed in her craft, shutting the world out by her art. Her strokes were fluid and gentle. Even with the negative emotions in her heart, she treated her art carefully. Though the colors were bloody and dark, the illustrations still came out great. She added details by using her fine technical pen to make the drawing pop out even more. The woman in her drawing was fierce and strong. The mermaid dress accentuated the curves. All the lovely places of a woman were perfectly hugged by the dress she envisioned.