Novel & Cerita Mermaids Kissing

The boatman’s eyes widened in wonder. They sank beneath the water for a few seconds, then emerged laughing as they swam side by side. Their strokes sped up—not in competition, but in liberation— as if shedding every chain, every past sorrow, every grief. They moved like great sea creatures born of the ocean itself. Stopping at the center of the blue expanse, sunlight glinting on their faces, they looked at one another again. They drew close— and kissed. A long kiss. Long enough to pull them both beneath the surface.

Her dark eyes follow my hands as I pluck a piece of sushi from the tray at the center of the table, “I still can’t believe you’re eating that.” Kiera and I had a long conversation about the fact that mermaids’ main food source in the ocean is fish, but she continues to insist it’s some form of cannibalism. I snort with laughter, but before I can respond to her, a sneering voice sounds behind me. “Well if it isn’t the bottom feeder and the boyfriend stealer.”

haha We have come close to the three mermaids. The bald one has a wound in the chest and the other is holding a spear made of rusted iron with a tentacle-like head. The water was mixed with blood and suddenly I was nervous because aren't sharks sensitive to blood? What if the MEG is here? That might just turn us into a toothpick. The two mermaids looked at us and suddenly their mouths opened without a sound. They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything!

I was about to remove my headgear when Amansinaya stopped me. “You might not notice it, but this kingdom is full of water.” I felt a lump in my throat. If I removed my headgear, I would probably be in danger for a second there. We looked around, mermaids and other aquatic animals were swimming above us. As Orlene and I wandered around, I didn’t notice that Amansinaya left us there. “Hello~” I heard a gentle voice. I turned my head and saw a mermaid. She winked at me and gave me a flying kiss. What’s wrong with her?

Mirabel said happily as she stopped waking for a while and pecked Cercei and continued her movement immediately. “You didn’t forget they are staring at us though, I hope they don’t go about staying. We are practicing lesbianism because of their simple public display of affection.” Cercei said to Mirabel as she turned around and noticed a lot of gazes on them. “Who cares? Tchhhhh,” Mirabel said as stretched out one of her arms and hissed loudly. “Now that’s the fucking freaking vibe!! Whoopiee,” Cercei said happily as she raised her hand into thin hair then continued her majestic walking as they were close to the school gate already.

Amara POV: Viktor Dragovic wants to make a deal with me? That’s fucking hilarious. I’ve killed men with more brains and less ego. He thinks tossing money and whispers my way will get my attention? He has no idea who he’s playing with. Still, I couldn’t help but grin as I stared at the encrypted message glowing on the screen: “The Devil offers a meeting. Midnight. Iron Citadel.” Drama much? I leaned back on the hotel couch, swirling cheap whiskey in a glass. My black boots were muddy from last night’s kill, blood still crusted on the laces. I hadn’t bothered cleaning them. Why would I? The mess was half the art.

I said kissing him. David was next, he presented me with a delicate, shimmering shell that seemed to contain a pearl of pure starlight. The shell glowed with a soft, oceanic blue light, and I could feel the power of the sea's deepest magic emanating from it. "This is a Mermaid's Tear," he explained, his voice filled with reverence. "It is said that the mermaids wept for the sorrows of the world, and this shell contains one of their precious tears. It holds the power to grant a single, precious wish to the one who possesses it." "What? Wow! Thank you!" I held him tight with in tears in my eyes as I kissed him too.

I gave my reflection a smile, pleased to find I looked more like a sea-soaked mermaid than a drowned rat. Owen opened the door, and we stepped inside. The balcony doors had been thrown open by the wind, the curtains billowing in gusts. Owen went to close them, but I caught his arm. I didn't want to wait a second longer to have him. His white dress shirt was plastered against his skin, the water making it almost translucent. I could see the gentle slopes and lines of his muscles highlighted by the wet cloth, everything in perfect proportion. "Leave it open," I whispered, dropping the jacket off my shoulders and reaching to him for a kiss. He wrapped his arms around me, the wet fabric of his s

The air around us seems charged with electricity and I begin to think, will he kiss me here, in front of everyone? “What is going on here?” I hear Ms. Azizen thunder as she marches into the room in a very un-ballerina-like manner. Our adoring audience scuffles into position but Adam holds my hand and raises it to his lips. Before I can let out a yelp of protest, he presses his lips to the back of my hand and staring deep into my eyes, he says, “You humble me, Gigi.” I open my mouth and close it again. I am giddy with euphoria and dizzy with love for this endearing boy standing in front of me. I wonder what he sees when he looks at me.

I admitted still trying to catch my breath from the kiss. That was all he needed to hear before he captured my lips again. I took off his coat that I was wearing without breaking the kiss. He didn't waste any time and lay me in the bed. He took off his shirt and positioned his head in between my thighs. I can almost feel his tongue when my bedroom door swung open and I shrieked in horror when I saw Luna. "Holy shit." Luna exclaimed when Liam looked at her direction as I tried to compose myself. "What the fuck!" Liam yelled at her and she stepped back when he got up from the bed. “What do you want?”