Mermaid Or Siren Novels & Stories

"Maybe his lips and hers met." "Or maybe more." My forehead creased, not liking where the conversation was going. "No! It was just a kiss, mermaids," I defended but quickly covered my own mouth. I spilled too much. Because of what I did, they eyed each other again and laughed harder than they did earlier, almost choking. I just frown at what they are doing. I am beyond annoyed by these mermaids, they did not deserve the name. It should be sirens. Sirens are evil according to the myths. It sounded better. Should I prohibit them from going here too?

" she smiled, and I listened carefully. "He has an empathic connection to the sea and its creatures, an irresistible charm, attracting beings to his will, enhanced physical strength and agility. He also can shape-shifting into various sea creatures or hybrid forms" "His Songs of the Siren: their voice can: Lure sea creatures and ships, Heal or harm with sonic waves, Manipulate emotions and thoughts, Summon oceanic forces, as well as become a sexual magnet to everyone around them, They crave lots of raw sex, but not just with anyone, they crave other Demi gods like themselves."

Turning to her, I say, "I'm sorry. You must think I'm so rude. I'm Piper, Moby's wife." Something about this girl instantly calms me; she exudes peace. Her creamy white skin is like porcelain, with dark, almost black hair, bright green eyes, she's thin and relatively tall, strikingly beautiful, but there's not one ounce of jealousy in me looking at her so close to Moby. With one hand still resting on Moby's chest, I reach over to her to pull her into a hug, whispering my gratitude in her ear. "Thank you for bringing his smile back."

“So, the Alphas came to you, because…” “Because mermaids are the only creatures that can weaken a demon without making contact with them. I bet the demon in the pack looked at Marilyn and cried out in pain,” She countered my words, sounding so sure. “That’s what I heard. How did you know this, even when I don’t?” Tabitha asked, surprise written all over her face as to how a young mermaid knew about something so crucial, but she didn’t. I too have never heard of it.

"I would love to see you try, bro." What was that scent? I brought my nose close to Phoenix, going on my tiptoes, took a long sniff and sighed. "You smell nice." His face went red. I had no idea why. "Uh...Okay. Thanks, I guess." Alec cleared his throat. "In all seriousness, we were just talking about mermaids. I'm so fascinated by mythical creatures. Did you know that more than eighty percent of the world's oceans have been undiscovered? Imagine if they did some serious underwater researches, they may come across merfolks. Who knows there are probably some beautiful mermaids down there. Blue could totally look like one."

An invasion of the mind was common to wolves, telepathic links were what bound packs together but the Mente Compartida was a much more dangerous ritual. She looked to her father and nodded her head, he nodded back in understanding before turning. She faced the Alpha’s, equal looks of anger and fear in their eyes at the forgotten challenge. She ignored them and turned back to the male who kneeled before her. “I have shown you mercy. More than your father ever gave to my people,” She said to him. He met her eyes and sucked in a breath as their gazes connected. Silver and sapphire blue. Her beast locked tightly away under her skin, pushed to the back of her mind. She walked past him and let her

Miles away, on a luxury yacht— A man in a floral shirt stared at the feed, now washed into blue static. He blinked, then whistled low. “Well, someone’s got attitude.” He replayed the captured second of footage. Freeze frame. Blood-red sunset. A woman, hands crimson, standing among jagged rocks as a whale pod vanished in mist. Violence and mercy. Death and rebirth. “Mermaid?” He lowered his sunglasses, revealing amused, peach-blossom eyes. “No. That’s a siren.”

"Yes Melissa, I'm your sister, the people you call family are not really your real family, when you were born, you didn't have a fin but legs, even I don't know why, mother never told me anything. But after you were born, there was chaos and they wanted to kill you because you weren't one of us and to save you, I took you and brought you to the surface, the lady you call mama, she was fetching water, and when I saw her, I put her under my spell and manipulated her into thinking that you were her little sister and she had no option but to take care of you. I manipulated the whole village into thinking that the lady you've always known as your real mom, died when giving birth to you while in r

Her name was Marina. Marina was a happy, joyful siren, with a great love for singing. In her free time, she loved to go and play with the animals of the ocean, and she was always willing to help those creatures who were in trouble. In all these aspects she was like any other siren in the ocean, but her charms came with an important detail that made her different to others: she was naïve and innocent, so she was unaware of the risks that existed beyond the surface of the ocean. Risks that only a reduced amount of sirens have lived in their flesh and have barely made it to escape from them.

Seila began, Yryhnna and I exchanged glances, knowing what Seila was referring to. In addition to the half-fish mermaids like us, we were original from Grece we become into famous thanks to the text of "The odyssey".But there was other kind of mermaids, there were othe Syren, originals from Irland. They were related to our species but different in our moral values ​​and way of life. The Syren fed on human flesh, especially that of men. They transformed into half-human, half-bird creatures when they needed to attack their prey. We could only transform into humans, but our nature would always be that of a mermaid with a fish tail and a nice heart. If we had any Syren blood in our lineage, we