Mermaid Short Story Novels & Stories

We laze around drinking our lemonade with Clarissa still in the water and me and Selina sitting near each other with our legs in the pool. After finishing our glasses of lemonade we decide to start swimming properly and Selina's competitive side brings out my own competitive streak and we end up running through a bunch of competitions. We race each other to see who is the fastest, we see who can hold their breath underwater longest, who can hold an underwater handstand the longest, and a bunch of other challenges. Clarissa takes after her mother and isn’t overly competitive so she volunteers to be the judge while she just lounges around sipping on the freshly made lemonade.

I offered trying to sound casual as I stretched the card to them. They stood frozen, their eyes wide with shock. Maybe it was the rumors—or the videos of me circulating everywhere. “Yes, we’d love to,” the girl beside her blurted eagerly. The first girl fixed me with a piercing stare. I could only make out her eyes—those striking green-hazel irises that tugged at my memory. But I didn’t have time to dwell on it. I needed to get inside, to pull my submissive out of this den of men before it was too late.

he whispered, his lips brushing her forehead, “was merely the first page of our story.” Their story ended there, with Cora wrapped in the arms of a demon, her body sated, her soul promised, and her future a terrifying, exhilarating blaze of unknown passion. She had gotten everything she had ever fantasized about, and she had never been more perfectly, completely damned.

~Maddie~ One week later I can't sleep. The clock ticks past midnight, and my room feels too quiet. Mom's text from earlier replays in my head, "Trip extended, merger issues. I'll be home in a few more days. Love you." She probably sent it to Jake too, but all it means to me is extra time. Time to finally break him. I've been at this for days now—brushing against him in the kitchen, letting my foot wander under the table, whispering things that make his eyes go dark. He resists, but I see the cracks. His voice gets rough when he says my name. Tonight, with the house empty except for us, I'm done playing.

The moment his parents laid eyes on him, their faces were etched only with anxiety and sorrow. “Where is Aurora? Take us to her at once. A mermaid cannot survive far from the deep sea. She will dissolve into foam and vanish forever.” A heavy dread sank in Lazarus’s chest, yet he forced himself to remain cold and unyielding. “She defied Isolde and has been confined in the forbidden storage chamber. Father, merfolk possess tenacious vitality—she will not perish so easily.” “Set her aside. Tell me, where have you been all these years?”

“Zoe, do you like this?” She looked at the doll and pressed herself closer to the car window. I had never liked dolls since I was little. I liked Ultraman. When she did not take it, he set the doll down on the seat and reached out to pat her head. I held her close and moved away. His hand froze in midair. It took him a while to pull it back. The car drove on for a very long time. Little Zoe began to sob. “I want Mommy...”

I was a runaway mermaid princess. To break the curse on a pirate captain's two sons, I sacrificed my radiant tail and the voice I treasured above all to a witch. I was left crippled and confined to a wheelchair, and whenever I opened my mouth, my voice came out in an ugly, breathy rasp. But they swore that one of them would marry me and the other would guard me for the rest of my life. Then, during a clash at sea, they rescued a human woman and kept her aboard as a maid. From that day on, everything changed. They were both addicted to the maid's body and could not tear themselves away from her. The younger one said, "You're so beautiful. Far more beautiful than Heloise, that fish with no leg

The spirits of victory answered back. While they were still talking, I went over to where Isabella was. "We were discussing something earlier at your mum's house" I whispered to her. "Will you write my story now, Chris?" "What will I tell them was my gain? You're dead and I can't be with you." "I was dead but not anymore. You're winning the fight. Once the Goddess accepts my body I'll live but as a mermaid in the marine kingdom." "A mermaid?" I couldn't believe my ears. Is she fucking serious?!

She paused for a moment in admiration and ran her fingers on my hair before continuing her story. "One day, Emperor George met Empress Catherine while attending a banquet from another empire. He fell in love at first sight because of the lady's captivating beauty. To cut it short, they got married and the empress became pregnant with you. However, when the news arrived to the mermaid king that the daughter whom he loved dearly died, he suspected that it wasn't from unfortunate labor but a deeper subjective. He rashly attacked the empire, together with the forces from the northern sea. The empire fell into deep devastation, however, mermaids as they are, cannot last long on the drylands. Upon

“I don’t know what you mean.” “Then let us see tomorrow,” Mermaid said softly, turning away. “Well, this is the only good news I’ve heard since I got here,” Rhea said sharply, watching Mermaid glide back inside the house. *** Eventually, on the last day, Rhea woke with a start, giddy that her time in Underland was nearly over. “Ah, finally!” she yawned, stretching her arms. “Now where is that witch? It’s time to go.” Outside her chamber, Mermaid swam in the pool, hearing every cruel word. She rose to the pool’s edge, and as she stepped out, her shimmering tail dissolved into legs.