Mermaid Sora Novels & Stories

"I am angry but that is not the issue right now, who is the girl beside you Jorkallun?" "My soulmate and Rae's cousin Sarah. She is also a mermaid which proves that Tamara lied to your face." Jorkallun answered Roen. "If truly Rae is the last mermaid like we'd all thought, then how come Sarah is also one?" "Just because she has some sort of blue hair doesn't make her one." Roen said still not believing. "Show him Sarah, please." Jason said. Sarah nodded her head and went to stand in front of Jorkallun incase she falls down. She whispers some ancient words and her feet transformed into a blue fish tail.

Lauren wasn’t with her this time—it was just Sora. “What are you talking about with her?” she asked sweetly, looking me up and down. “I’m sure she’s not worth your time.” Elias frowned. “Do I know you?” “Be careful around her. She’s divorced. Abandoned by her husband, actually.” Sora didn’t respond directly to the question Students nearby turned their heads. Elias’s brows furrowed. “Excuse me?” Sora smiled, “What? Did she not tell you? Everyone from Half Moon knows. She used to be married to an Alpha—until he threw her out. You know what they say—once a man’s castaway, always a—”

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

“Look at their hands.” The captives’ fingers twitched. Small movements. Resistance. Sora lifted one hand. They stopped. “They are unfinished,” she said. “Orochi prefers fresh vessels for the coming tide.” “What tide?” I asked. Her gaze dropped to the ring at my throat. “The one your return has awakened.” Raiken took a step forward. Sora’s nails lengthened into black claws. The captives opened their mouths. A low chorus rose from them. Not speech. Hunger.

Flying on the back of a dragon would never get old. Even though Nya was slightly nervous at being so high up in the sky, with very little to hold on to, by the time she’d been situated on Slate’s dragon’s back for a few hours, she’d gotten used to the thrilling feel of soaring over the forest and mountains below her. She squeezed her legs tightly around his neck, usually holding on with her hands as well, pressed against his slick scales, but from time to time, she couldn’t help but let go with one hand at a time and feel the air moving around her. Long blonde braids billowed out behind her, and the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair was invigorating like nothing she’d ever experie

A mate mark. “I’m happy for you,” Lydia said. Thalia smiled. “I’m happy too. And Knox… he’s a good guy. I’ve seen how you two look at each other.” Lydia smiled faintly. “Yeah, I guess so.” Thalia pulled out a necklace. The pendant was a woman’s head with snakes for hair—Medusa. It looked golden, but it felt alive. “This is my parting gift,” Thalia said, placing it around Lydia’s neck. “I can’t say goodbye at the garage—it’ll break me. So remember me until we meet again.”

The vibrant energy of the surroundings was contagious, and for a moment, the weight on her shoulders seemed to lighten. Draped in a black saree adorned with sparkling borders, Hiya's long, dense hair cascaded freely. A white diamond nose pin added a touch of elegance to her beauty, and the rosy red lipstick she wore enhanced her features. Despite her outward charm, there was an underlying sadness in her eyes, a testament to the unspoken pain she had been enduring.

Offering my snarky remarks and ungenial comments. But it wasn’t anyone else. It was Sienna. The future Luna of this pack. And she was currently, very inelegantly, trying to run away from me. She seemed to have not rhought her escape route through properly however, when she came to an abrupt halt, cliging to the down pipe like her life depended on it. The looked about herself, apparently unsure what to do next. It was at that point that everything happened incredibly quickly. The one screw that held the pipe to the wall fell loose, quickly followed by the pipe breaking free from the bracket, and swinging down through the air in a wide ark towards the floor below.

Hera was in pure ecstasy. While my mouth worked her bossom, my hands played her wet spot between her thighs. She was screaming with pleasure and so, I switched my positions. My hands worked the bossom and my mouth her wet spot. Hera screamed for the heavens to hear as she was being blessed by my tongue magick.

Your support means a lot to me. sora