My Bride Is A Mermaid Fanfiction Novels & Stories

All I needed was space. Sebastian Spenser. The heir of Spenser cooperation and legitimate face of the family business. He is taking me as his bride because he needed me to give him an heir. Because my grandfather thought it was good for business. I stared down at my wedding dress. It is a heavy Ralph Lauren custom made ball. It was made up of the finest Chinese silk with a floral of white lilies. It is gorgeous, fancy and expensive. It was chosen by my mother. I would have preferred a simple yet elegant one but mother insisted I get this particular one. Only the best for the Spenser and Hastings union.

Jake’s heart felt as though it were being crushed under the weight of his regret. He watched as Seraphine, now fully transformed into her magnificent wolf form, stood radiating power and grace. The moon symbol on her forehead shone brightly, a clear mark of her connection to the Moon Goddess. The pack was captivated by her presence, their admiration palpable. His thoughts spiraled as he recalled the moments he had turned his back on her. He remembered her hopeful eyes when they were together, the way she had looked at him with trust and love. He had dismissed her dreams, her strength, and now he could see that he had been blind.

and a note. I stared at the image. Seraphina. Not Alexa. Not the version I was grooming to trust me. She was the version he'd owned first. She was asleep in his bed. His sheets tangled were tangled around her body, her shoulders bare. She was vulnerable in the way only someone who felt safe can be. Vincent had taken this when she was still his. The note read: "Your bride used to moan my name in her sleep. She will return to her place soon enough."

Seraphina Vale had always imagined her wedding day would smell like roses. Instead, it smelled like fear. The veil over her face blurred the world into a hazy dream as she stood alone in the small side room of the cathedral, fingers clenched so tightly around her bouquet that her knuckles ached. Outside, the organ swelled, people murmured, and somewhere beyond the doors the mafia world gathered to watch her marry one of its most dangerous kings. Damian Blackwell. Her fiancé.

And with that, she lunged and landed right on top of me like a flipping pillow drop. "You are so cute, you know that, sweetheart?" she whispered, her breath hot against my skin and her voice way too flirty for someone about to break bones. I blinked up at her, face twisted in pure disbelief. Was this a battle or a seduction gone wrong? “What the hell are you doing, fishbrain?” I muttered, brows furrowing as her eyes lit up with excitement. This mermaid was cracked in the head, I swear. “Can you show me that crazy power of yours?” she purred, tilting her head, curls bouncing like she was posing for a shampoo ad. “I'm really looking forward to it, sweetheart.”

" She sniffed and used a finger to brush off a tear . "You defend him." She accused me and there was a glint of sadness and pain in her eyes. "Because he is your cousin, right?" "Zayna —" "Then look." She cut me off and held my face gently , pushing my gaze to the grounds below , to the garden and I felt my heart hammered. "Impossible," I muttered to myself. "Do you see it now ?" There in the garden sitting on the bench , resting on his shoulders was my supposed bride and mate — Merida.

A voice demanded. A mermaid with stunning blue hair was swimming over to us. There was a crown gleaming on her head and anger in her gold eyes. Prince Mako groaned. “What do you want, Ria?” “That’s Princess Ria to you!” She spat. “What are you doing?” “I’m getting married. You lost, you wench!” “Oh please, that woman doesn’t want to marry you! Have you got her under a spell?” “Yes, my body won’t listen to me!” I exclaimed.

he pleads. "Nate. I say no. I absolutely refuse." I'm standing my ground. Slightly amused at his bewildered expression on his face up until he explodes... "YOU ARE GETTING MARRIED TO JOHNNY BRIDGE AND THAT IS FINAL!" he screams at me. "Who are you to control my life! You're my brother, not my father Nate!" I spit out. With that I storm off. I've lost my appetite completely. I will not succumb to marriage with that oaf! I slam the dining room door behind me but I faintly hear Nate yelling that we are on our way to meet with them for dinner in Greensburg. Tonight. Lovely.

I shrieked, clutching the blanket to my chest. “You summoned me,” he said, his voice calm, like this was completely normal. “What?” My voice cracked. “I didn’t call you!” “You did,” he replied, his eyes burning into mine. “With that clap. You can summon me with a clap. And it’s only you….because you’re my bride.” His words sank deep, making my heart race so violently it hurt. I stared at him, wide-eyed, unable to breathe. My life had turned into a fantasy I couldn’t wake up from.

He kisses me first, but then he adds teeth, making me cry out into the night. It hurts, but it's a beautiful pain—I'm finally getting marked, which in the merman world seems to equal marriage. I belong to Hayden now, and he is mine; we are bonded for life.