Mermaid Tale Novels & Stories

The weapon wast taken by a trait'r. It wast seal'd so nay one shall beest able to useth it. The fairies did create a sacr'd relics yond can bringeth f'rth the weapon. But bef're those gents can summon it, the fairies art gone because their pow'rs wast abs'rb by the relics and somehow, transf'rr'd it with the first m'rtal in Wyst'ria.

"When I was a kid—" "She's lying!" Vivian screeched, cutting me off. "This is a painting of when Horace and I first met! "I drew this piece before, and Vivian saw it and thought it looked beautiful, so she asked me about the story behind it. I didn't expect that she'd plagiarize it completely! "How could someone like that be qualified to go to Paris?" Ah, she'd finally shown her true objective. Carl and I were the only ones who had gotten accepted to the Academy of Fine Arts, after all.

Chapter 5 Tristan's POV: I sat at my high throne that stood majestically in the grand hall, its presence commanding reverence and awe. Carved from a single block of polished ebony, it absorbed the light around it, radiating an aura of power and sophistication. Intricate patterns of gold and silver adorned its surface, depicting scenes of mythical creatures and celestial bodies. The armrests were shaped like lions' heads, their mouths open in a fierce roar, while the legs were designed to resemble serpents, coiled and ready to strike.

"We'll deal with that when the time comes. But for now, let's focus on understanding each other." Tieanna nodded, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Okay. I'll tell you what I can." Naki leaned forward, her eyes shining with excitement. "I want to know more about your people, Tieanna. What are the Meridians like?" Tieanna took a deep breath, her voice barely above a whisper. "We're an aquatic species, able to live in both water and on land. We have our own language, our own customs...our own magic." The room fell silent, the others listening with rapt attention as Tieanna began to reveal the secrets of her people.

“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.

And now, he hadn't just touched it; he had licked it! "This is crazy! What was he trying to do?" Amelia murmured frantically, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief. Struggling to regain her composure, her gaze darted around the room, and her eyes widened as she saw the unconscious human sprawled on the floor! "Oh dear! What have I done?" Her voice trembled with concern and regret, her hands fluttering as she contemplated the unintended consequences of her actions. Mermaids boasted remarkably strong tails, said to have the power to unleash tsunamis with a single flick. Though her upper body strength was nothing noteworthy, her kicks were certainly a force to be reckoned with.

They were beautifully coloured but scales? Scarlette noticed me staring and giggled. "You know how I love water and lose myself in it?" I nodded. "My mother was half-human, half-mermaid, but to be more precise, her mermaid genes dominated the human gene, so let's say she wasn't human. Ever heard about the story of Mirties Perlai?" I shook my head. "Okay, let me rephrase that. Do you remember the story about Death Pearls?" I nodded. Sapphire told me a story once, about a group of sea creatures that were solely dedicated to evil and their evil queen who sought nothing but to claim every ocean and destroy other life forms that aren't her species.

Anyway possible… *** Raisel paid for a small-sized lodge, luckily for her this one had a stable on the side and Fury was resting alongside other animals. She flipped the pages of the book, there were paintings and sketches of what the heart of magic was supposed to look like. It was in varying shapes. There was no definite description of what it was supposed to look like. Raisel groaned, she had no idea why she had left Avalon. She had felt a strong pull before now she couldn’t even figure out why. She remembered her heart-shaped gem. Dragomir!

she asked curiously as she latched onto the elder’s arm before they all gathered under the makeshift roof they had made from leaves, twigs and a couple length of twine from the Huntress. “There are more out into the world, young one.” The Huntress told the younger with a smile. “And I can’t name them all.” She said much to younger’s disappointment, though she could sense that the younger probably believed about the puckwedgie but had decided not let it ruin her mood. “And what are the ones you could recall?” Tivona asked, “Can you please just give me just one? Please?” she pleaded. “As you wish,” she conceeded to the younger’s wishes much to Aedre’s annoyance. “They say that mermaids exists.

MONGREL 🌷 How do you end the war when you don't know who you actually are? The lives, loves, dangers and disasters on the land of Merlin. Creatures of unspeakable horror lurk beneath this land as a teenage girl is suddenly torn between the two powerful empires. What happens when a little human girl is rescued as an infant, rejected as a mate, accepted as a beloved and had to fight as a queen? Will she be able to guard the peace treaty?