Mermaid Heel Novels & Stories

I listened to the clicks of her heels on the tiled floor. She had a perfectly paced walk. Each step was exactly 0.8 seconds apart. Yes, I timed it. The iconic red bottom heel of Christian Louboutin was the only type of heels she wore. They demanded to be heard, they craved the attention.

I give up. Soon, the most awaited moment commenced. It was the time for the show stopper to show up and flaunt the epochal piece of her squad. All the eyes were set on the middle of the ramp where the light was focused. The first glimpse was of a seven-inch high heel. Yes… seven inches! That’s quite a painful thing in a model’s life. Once they get on their heels they ought to tip-tap them in the right way so that they don't look like they are in pain. Instead, they need to show it like they are wearing sneakers.

Everyone was awe-struck when Sebastian took the heels out of the box. The insides of the heels were covered in the softest sheepskin ever existed, and their outsides were filled with natural sky-blue crystal. The design was elegant and fantastical like a summer dream. The simplicity created a slick, pure outlook, but the process of making the heels was far from simple. From the initial design, to the molding and the final finishing touches, every tiny detail was designed specifically for Sabrina's feet. Despite the heels being ten centimeters tall, Sabrina would not feel tired wearing them. Sebastian slipped one of them onto her foot and whispered softly, "How is it? Do they fit?"

It was a pair of black pencil heels with only one diamond crafted in a little butterfly shape over the extreme right and left sides of both heels. “How do I look?” She asked stepping closer to Herbew, who was adoring her every step. She looked a true beauty, an angel to him. “You look like a human.” He chuckled and patted her head. Sharing meaningful glances with each other, Veronica suggested to move as they were getting late and it would surely take a while for them to reach the venue from vampire world.

He speeds into the closet, and I make my way over to the box. I pick up the shoes; they have a rounded closed toe and are black like my dress, but the heel itself, which is way too high, is covered in sparkling red rubies. I lay the shoes on the bed, knowing I’ll need Samael’s help putting them on… and also walking in them.

I am giddy with excitement at the evening to come. Moving to my shoes I select the perfect pair of sandals. They have thin black straps that goes around the ankle. In a black patent leather there is a small strip of the sandal that covers a small part just above my toes. My newly polished toe nails are on pretty display with the shoes. The heel is a three-inch heel. It will give me a bit of height, but nothing to bridge the gap between Adam and I.

The cut would flatter my figure perfectly. I set the dress carefully on my couch and reached back into the box. Shoes. Of course there were shoes. I pulled them out and actually gasped again. Heels in black suede with delicate ankle straps—sophisticated and sexy, with a heel height that was substantial but still walkable. The red sole on the bottom made my heart skip. Christian Louboutin. I was holding Christian Louboutin heels. These shoes probably cost more than I'd made in an entire month at my previous job.

I said with a firm shake of my head. Ava held out the heels “These have a 4” block heel and will make it easier for you to walk. The insole is cushioned so it won’t be painful like the other one you tried on in the past.” She pushed them towards me and shook them, “At least try them on.”

He said before excusing himself to leave them alone. Molly chuckled a bit before looking at herself. “I like him. He’s funny, anyways, mom wants you to wear these,” Molly smirked at the black heels that their mother gave her. They were some old-time fashion heels. There was no way in hell she was going to wear those. “Hell no. Those things look they are from the old village days.” Runa joked as she brought her favorite expensive heels. Black sparkly heels that were not too high and not too uncomfortable.

I said brilliantly. "No way!! Sneakers, no, no, no. Now hurry up, we need to do the make - up. And we are wasting time arguing!" Veronica said, clapping her hand to hurry everyone up. I sighed and slipped my feet into the 100-inch heel. "How much inch is this? because I don't think I can step up to bring my other feet in my other heel." I said. "Relax, it's not that tall, it's only a 3 inch heel." Minerva said and helped me put on the other shoe.