Mermaid Grimm Novels & Stories

Fighting is what I do best, not marriage or assuming my position of King so soon, but desperate times means desperate measures. Travis pauses before speaking and I'm immediately annoyed by his hesitation. "Spit it out already!" I bark out. He flinches, "Yes sir! Right away sir. Well... erm, there's been a sighting." He stutters out. "A sighing of what?" I ask moving closer to Travis. Ugh it's probably another shark or something. "A ship. A pirate ship. Black and silver sails and a dark wooden body. In.. in Crab Cove." He stammers.

I was losing. I was falling...falling into a sea of pleasure. Why did this feel so different? It was far more delightful than ever. Was it because Blue was a mermaid? Was that it? Maybe making love to a mermaid came with their own benefits. I withdrew and thrust again, and again while I feasted on her lovely breasts. My breathing roughened and I heard Blue's melodious cry as I went faster, her legs tightening around me and her nails were digging into my flesh. Her screams were buried with my mouth on hers, and I waited until Blue's body stopped convulsing beneath mine.

Tyler swims faster. What kind of magic is this? As we approach we see it’s some kind of dome, the humans are not humans at all, they have fish tails and are swimming around. That’s not possible… “Are those what I think they are?” I gasped. There is no way this is real. “Yes, these are the merfolk, prepare to discover a whole new world” Grissom chuckles, “they aren’t exactly the most welcoming, but they sure can cook a lobster.”

Both ignored me. A hush fell over the entire room. A slim, terrifyingly beautiful blonde woman walked onto the stage. Her power hit me like a slap in the face. Her eyes glowed. Her heels didn’t make a sound. Her voice cut through the air like glass when she spoke. “Welcome to Gravemire Academy.” No applause. No smiles. She continued. “This school is alive. It breathes. It sees. And if you disrespect it, it may decide to eat you.” I blinked.

They sucked shifter’s youth out of them and drank their blood, and the prettier they got, the more addicted they became. Then he described the other mermaid types, Taicoons. And honestly, they sounded like something dragged out of a Stephen King nightmare. Long dark hair, yellow or white eyes, teeth like a piranha, and dark gills where I had ears. They had webs between their fingers and long black talons, and their tail were usually black, silver, or deep green. Sharp pointy noses and something that sounded like a massive snake tongue, only it was blood red. I struggled to hold back my judgment and gagging sounds when he told me they were the ones all men dreamed of spending a heated night w

"Let's help this mermaid and put it back in water. Father said coming closer to the helpless mermaid. Anu and mother walked towards it too. They first admired it's nature and then Anu bent down to make it face upwards. "It's you?"Anu seemed to be shocked and walked backwards. "What is it Anu?"mother hurried to reach out to him. "It's her."he struggled to say as if his tongue has been paralyzed. "Her. Who? Speak up Anu."mother was puzzled by Anu's weird behaviors. "My grandma. This mermaid is my grandma." "What! Pema came back in form of a mermaid?"

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

I suddenly felt as cold as the river of knives, Nastrond, where the Damned were felled and rotted eternally. I remembered more of the grueling vision of my Magicked reverie and shuddered, slamming down my brush and burying myself in white wolf fur blankets up to my chin as I was wracked with chilly, subarctic blues like the damned Beast herself. I closed my peridot green eyes to recall my monster's visage. There Queen Jarngrimr was, a black omen burning on my cornea, peering into the depths of my wicked soul. She pet my sunstained hair. She reached, deep within me, and plucked at the black rose within.

“Agatha already had what she needed for the antidote and could easily cast the calling spell. You were always the intended target, Merida. A willing child. Merida’s face went as red as her hair. “But something or someone scared Agatha off before she could enact her overall plan. “You got lucky,” Kristopher told her. “Yes, but what about the next child?” Merida said through gritted teeth, possibly annoyed at herself for being so easily manipulated. “That is where the problem lies. Finding her before she has a next victim. But for now, we need to save your mom.” I say hopefully as I held up a vial to the light, ready to add the last component to the mixture. A Griffen’s tear. “Let’s hope it i

“He’s a Grimalkin.” There’s silence. A long, drawn-out silence. One that has me adjusting my position on Crimson's lap. “Hunji?” I finally say wondering if he was still there. I hear him clear his throat. “He’s also my mate.” I drop the last part on him and can tell by the sharp intake of breath and the slow release it was a huge surprise to him. “Goddess be Tawny.” I hear him swipe a hand over his face, his palm brushing against stubble. “Grimalkins are as rare as Skinwalkers. Maybe even more so.” He finally says.