Merman Name Generator Novels & Stories

"It's not every day I meet a lad with such a tasty name. And what would your friends be called, Mutton Chop and Squab Gendry scowled down from his saddle. "Why should I tell you my name? I haven't heard yours "Well, as to that, I'm Tom of Sevenstreams, but Tom Sevenstrings is what they call me, or Tom o' Sevens. This great lout with the brown teeth is Lem, short for Lemoncloak. It's yellow, you see, and Lem's a sour sort. And young fellow me lad over there is Anguy, or Archer as we like to call him

Ember pushes through, and I let her take partial control. “We are the Luna of this pack. What is your name?” She demands unfolding her full aura. We usually keep it locked away, but right now we need it to make this asshole submit. He whimpers under our stare. “Meron Noman. I am the father of Aslan Noman.” He says quietly. “And what is your errand here today, other than making a fuss about not getting your own way, Meron Noman?” Ember asks, her eyes boring into the man.

“To what do we owe the honor?” Zeus approached the bench, shaking a finger at Rod. “You’re smart, Rod, but I bet even you didn’t see this one coming.” The merman glanced at Mariana, who was trying hard to keep a smile off her face. Looked like she’d known what she was talking about. Zeus turned to face him. “By the way, Logan, it’s mer. Capital M and no man or maid after it. Just Mer. Your kind added the suffixes.”

The Cohen family was a noble house of the human race. To preserve our standing among humans and to secure even a trace of the dragon aura, the Cohens had always maintained a marriage alliance with the dragon clan. In my previous life, on the day my elder sister, Rhea Cohen, and I were to choose our husbands, the merfolk suddenly arrived with a token of betrothal, seeking my sister’s hand in marriage. Rhea, however, fell in love at first sight with a handsome and formidable river dragon, Ariz Nithe. She cried and made a scene, insisting on marrying him. Father had no choice but to marry me off to the merman, Loire Hurley.

That's the phrase she keeps mumbling to herself. The same goes for the two criminals. In spite of her best efforts, she is unable to talk to them normally, as if they have gone insane. She was about to leave since she already got what she wanted, but one of them said something that made her freeze at her place. "Ameira. The name of the woman who gave us the medicine is not human, but our greed. She's our demon side." She slowly turned her head to the side, looking at the rusty iron door.

(Mento) As he shouted for promotions and at the same time also cleaning and gutting the Sea Bream on his cutting blocks, Mento were happy, Mento is one of the famous fish monger at new City Wet Market, because he was the only Merman in the entire market. What unique about him is that, since he was a merman, he was wearing a glass orb covering his head and the entire orb were filled with water. Though he not wearing it currently, but he do wear them alternately after about 2 hours or so. This was his uniqueness that made him famous in the Market, a Merman selling a fish. He was handing a bag filled of Oceanic Produce to his regular customer, Madam Jongi a 2 meter tall Demi-Human of Bear Clan.

DEX-3 ATK-11. STR-4 Speed-16. AGI-16 Mana-0. INT-1 [Aquatic humanoids with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a fish, merman adorn their skin and scale with shell decorations. They have low IQ and are unable to communicate. They build their settlements in vast undersea caverns, mazes of coral, the ruins of sunken cities, or structures they carve out from rocky seabed]

Inside the water, the merman finds refuge for Darrell at his kingdom, called Menesia. "Why were those firebirds after you?" the merman asked "I really don't know," Darrell replied. "I see, well you will be safe here for a while," the merman replied. "Thanks, my name is Darrell what's yours?" Darrell asked politely. "Pontius," the merman replied. Pontius has a silver-white fin with blue scales, he also wore a gold bracelet on his upper right arm. He has two sets of green eyes a pointed nose, a little mustache right above two pouted pink lips.

“So now, what are you?” I open my mouth to tell her, and he sticks his damn thumb in it! I automatically suck on it. I don’t even know why, honestly. But what the hell he go and do that for? He smirks, chuckling, looking at my family. “My name is Onyx and I’m Manuel’s Merman.” Then turns and stares hungrily at me. My younger sister gasps excitedly. “A Merman?! Whoa, cool! So you can like... hold your breath for a long time under water?”

I looked at the monitor where Lance was elegantly playing with a smart water polo ball. My fingers typed steadily. "I want a replacement. Right now." No reply came, but the typing indicator flickered incessantly. I stared in a daze at the same question I'd asked long ago. Lance was a custom-ordered merman I got from AquaGene Corp. But since he arrived, he had refused all closeness. I tried to check him out, but he hid in the reef crevices for two days straight. I played the sound waves merfolk supposedly liked, and he just turned off the receiver.