My Mr Mermaid Novels & Stories

"We need them gone." She nods in understanding. "Gails and Devon are coming with Travis and this," She pauses and flashes me a devilish smile, "is Radiance." Damn, she noticed the way I looked at her. Radiance is beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Her hair is long and flowing; a fierce color of orange/red. Her tail matches her hair perfectly. A bright orange tail with the tips of her fins are a beautiful ruby red. She has big, round, emerald green eyes surrounded by thick eye lashes. She shyly smiles a small smile to me and then darts her eyes down. Clearly humbled to be in my presence. "Thank you for assisting us today Radiance. I apologize for it being so early in the morning." I respectfull

But how? “Well, Sailor, that was unexpected….” I looked up to find Caterina floating a few feet from me, smirking. “I knew you were a child of the sea, but this, this I did not see coming” “See what coming? Caterina, what’s going on?” She floated close to me and gave me a reassuring kiss, which calmed me instantly. “You, my love, are Mer.” “Mer? Like mermaid?” “Oh no my love, there is no mistaking you are very much a merman….” She purred seductively before glancing down at my still naked torso.

It would be best to start clarifying everything. "Those mermaids are not like us, they are half monster, half fish. They are Irish Syren, Oceania´s enemies, and they are our enemies," I explained. "And you are not half fish, half monster? I saw how you transformed when you protected your sister, and it was quite terrifying," he replied. And I felt his doubt as a painfull knife. I felt his eyes on me. It was, because when a mermaid gets angry, she becomes like an animal, we unleash our animal instinct."

the woman responded but Mel shook her head. "Okay what's going on and who is this woman?" I asked Mel. "She's Arianna, my friend," Mel happy said but all the woman did was glare at me when I looked at her. "I don't get it! Your friend? From where?" I asked and soon dad uncle Ryan and Kaden shifted back into their human forms with one of the warriors who were there throwing them each some shorts to wear. "She's my mermaid friend from the village. Well she's not a friend but she's more like my mom she's very nice," she responded smiling lightly and all I did was raise a questioning eyebrow.

“Helen, I’m sorry for the way that they spoke to you. It was cruel and wrong.” “But it’s true. I am a beached whale.” “No, sweetheart. A beached whale gives up and waits to die. You, my lovely mermaid, are fighting to get back where you belong.” She sniffled, not certain on how to respond. Stepping back, she looked up to see who her rescuer was. “Mr. Reese!” she whispered hoarsely. “Just Reese.” He smiled down at her and brushed some of her hair out of her face. “Promise me that you’ll come back. Don’t let them win.”

Her voice is very beautiful. It's a good thing she's not a real mermaid, or she wouldn't have come back. The witch will give her a magic potion and she will forget her beloved Prince and her children. Mermaids belong to the sea, and my mother belongs to me. I only pop my head out when I've reached the limit of holding my breath in the water. But when my head came out of the water, I saw a pair of strong thighs appear at the edge of the pool, so I looked up.

- Ryan asks. - You must know us as mermaids, but in fact, we are sirens. - You mean I'm part mermaid? - You could have been born a pure werewolf. The wolf gene was dominant, but you were born with mermaid and wolf genes, so yes, you are part mermaid. - Does that mean I can get a fish tail? Melody laughs to herself.

The water was icy cold, but it had a refreshing feel to it. “I told you never to come back here! And now you bring another to my abode?” an angry silver feminine voice resounded as a figure suddenly appeared above the river. Omitirin, the mermaid, I came to the conclusion as I stared at her, awed. She looked a little short of five feet nine, with a very young face like a teenagers’, and she was naked from the waist up with perky black breasts out on full display. From her waist down was a fishtail with bluish-green scales which sparkled bright like precious stones.