Mermaid Vs Siren Novels & Stories

Bellamy chewed on his finger nails as he paced up and down the living room of Thea and Penny’s apartment. “Are you sure we can trust this Alex person?” “Yes, we can trust Alex… Bellamy, we would never put Lissa in harms way,” Thea tried to reassure Bellamy. “So, what, is she a siren as well? How will she even be able to protect Lissa?” Bellamy cracked his knuckles. “No, she’s not a Siren, there’s only 3 of us and plenty capable of protecting Lissa, just not from a bunch of psycho witches.” Penny stretched out on the couch resting her legs on Thea.

I don’t need any woman to beg for me to have a good day, I need a man who’ll be my meat. Practicing for years to master the art of being a good siren can be a long and hard way. However, the hard work is paid now Lav. I walked with passion in the middle of the crowd with a harmonious face. Before going in the elevator I wait for a fewer group to be with me. They are all staring at me, this is not a new situation. “Madam, is it okay to ask?” I tilted my head and looked at the kid who asked. A cute miniature.

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.

Gathering what air she could from the water, made her breathe in shallow gasps. Already depleted, she offered little resistance as they brought the heavy silver link towards her. The Seringue. Miernephen, the Forest Spriggan, didn’t know of the Seringue. It was forbidden by the Green King. Because of its power to control the will of others. So, she’d never heard of it. Never known the brutality of its magic.

Then a girl with blond hair and brown eyes and a boy with brown hair and blue eyes before she points at a guy with jet black hair and forest green eyes. When I lock eyes with the last one I can't look away. I feel like drowning in those emerald eyes and I bet his hair is really smooth to run your fingers through. "Mate..." Says the boy called Sebastian and that wakes me from my trance. Oh boy. Mer-people don't have mates but there is like a one in a million chance that a mermaid is mated to a werewolf. Guess I'm that one. What do I do now?

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."

I mumble under my breath. Her lips are pursed, and she shakes her head at me. "I warned you," she sighs, as I move closer. "What are you talking about? The mermaids were nice, we were actually having a lot of fun," I shrug. "Kaine those weren't mermaids." "They weren't? But they had tails and looked just like every mermaid I've ever seen in the books." She shakes her head again. "Well then what were they?" "They're sirens."

Her cup was empty and I shook my head. "Actually, I do want to get wasted today so yes please bring me a drink.” Ociena places her palms together while asking Rachel. “Me too,” Zyrie asked. "Will do," Rachel headed off. "I have a question for you two and maybe this sounds stupid but how does Xenia ensure you guys eat?" I wanted to understand how important her role was to the Mermaids. "Well, we can't survive on fish and crustaceans only. That’s why we have Sirens. They’re usually the only ones of us who don’t fully transform in the water.” Zyrie’s voice was soft and delicate. I enjoyed hearing her talk.

the years and whilst it was not what a person wanted to see or think about their parents on some level I wanted to be like that with my mate. The insatiable insanity to have to have her near always. The strenght of the bond that ment your mate could change your emotion and knew you as your other half completely. I had hoped Amira was my mate, I had been dating her for a couple of years thinking we could be mates my wolf Jagger liked her whilst being also a little indifferent to her but she was a siren or more commonly called a mermaid. She and her twin Arthur were the Prince and Princess to the largest Siren pod based in the carribean and she was the prefect Princess. She was ladylike and c

The mermaid, however, somehow misunderstood as she said- “Aw, it says it likes me!!” Dina: Yeah, for dinner maybe. Zero: ....that’s a bit too graphic Dina…. Dina: Shut it. I’m pissed. “Sorry, but this ride is special….” Genad started but was cut off by a sweet, calm yet strangely chilling voice like those of the ancient extinct sirens that drown pitiful pirates who foolishly fell for them into rivers. “It’s for me and you, right? After all, who’s more special to me than you?” the voice echoed as it approached Genad and in the same instant the mermaids and mermen came up to him they left him with gasps.