Mermaid Bl Novels & Stories

“Do not worry I will not hurt you.” The words put the young mermaid in some relief. She raised her head back up looking at Angela. Her eyes were on her legs. Strange looking things. She thought, trying to figure out what they were. The mermaid had light blue scaly skin. Her hair was long and pink. It was French braided and her hair was very full. She had sparkly pink eyes shimmering like pink stars in the night. “I am a mermaid. What are you?” she asked placing her hand on the ground so she could comfortably face them.

Another mermaid? As I was thinking about it, the mermaid jumped out of the water and landed gracefully on the pathway. I was mesmerized by her. She was different than the rest of the mermaids. She was bigger and had fins where her ears were supposed to be. What caught my eye was that everything about her was emerald-green in color, except her skin which was as fair as the rest. Her hair, fishtail, eyes, and fin ears were all emerald-green. Even though she gave off a friendly and elegant aura, I knew she was the boss - the next elemental being I had to defeat. And the blue crystal on her forehead was the proof.

Something was moving in his veins. "Oh my, is that the poison?" Ralyne heaved. Some veins looked black and others ink blue. "Mermaid venom. Only way's to trap it in one place and bleed it out. Or, find the antidote." She paused, "Mermaid blood." That was impossible to get. Mermaids didn't even like our kind, we were enemies alike. The venom seemed to be gathering in one location, his chest. That was too dangerous because his heart was there but we had no choice, we just had to be quick enough to bleed it out once they all gathered.

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."

"Alright. Now you give it a try." There was a lengthy delay, to the point I began to grow worried before she finally spoke up. "A large shadow appears in the stream before a moment later the top half of a mermaid surges up out of the water." I certainly hadn't been expecting that, but I wasn't going to say anything to interrupt her. More than anything I was curious to see where she was going with this. "She's got, uh, long blonde hair and... purple eyes. Her skin is flawless and pristine and... and she's wearing a little tiny shell bikini over her gigantic titties."

haha We have come close to the three mermaids. The bald one has a wound in the chest and the other is holding a spear made of rusted iron with a tentacle-like head. The water was mixed with blood and suddenly I was nervous because aren't sharks sensitive to blood? What if the MEG is here? That might just turn us into a toothpick. The two mermaids looked at us and suddenly their mouths opened without a sound. They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything!

In her hands was a large snail shell, its surface glistening faintly. Rhea’s eyes narrowed. “Why are you holding that?” “It holds my secret,” Mermaid said, placing it into Rhea’s hands. “Take it.” Rhea nearly snatched it, suppressing a victorious grin. So the great Mermaid hands me her weakness on a platter? How stupid can she be? “I can only use my tail in water,” Mermaid continued calmly. “But if even a drop touches me on land, it will force the change—and I will die.”

I demanded from the hesitant director. He hurried off, returning soon with a file he handed to Jarek. Jarek, in turn, presented it to me. Opening the file, I gazed at the image of the most exquisite mermaid I had ever seen. The mermaids in the pool paled in comparison to her beauty. She had ebony hair with delicate strands of blue, a doll-like face, and deep blue eyes that mirrored the sea’s depths. Her scales shimmered with a golden hue, and her majestic tail was gold. Flipping to the next page, I read a bit about her background. Intrigued, I pointed to the secluded pool. “Bring her to me immediately.”

A few deliberate strokes were all it took for an intense orgasm to break over her. Alex immediately clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle her cries, keeping her pinned to the bed. He continued the slow, hypnotic rhythmic stimulation, licking her breasts while working the cold instrument against her sensitive flesh. Magdalena counted six cresting orgasms in succession, yet something inside her still felt completely hollow. Unable to bear it any longer, she tore the blindfold from her eyes without his permission. In Alex’s hand gleamed a cold, some king of medical instrument.

She lifted her green tail with specks of purple scales and slammed it hard against the rocks, making some of it break off into the sea. "Why have you come here?" She asked. That was when they noticed her teeth. They looked like shark teeth, triangular, sharp and deadly. "We're just trying to locate Mystic Mountain," Lazarus answered. "Do you know where we can find it?" The mermaid glanced at each of their faces, tilting her head from side to side. She blinked when her gaze stopped on Miranda. Her pupils dilated and were star-shaped instead of a circle. "Such a handsome boy. I bet he's fun to play with."