Orca Merman Novels & Stories

I said and turned away. "Are you leaving so quickly, she may not want to speak with you, but I do," The merman said. "What do you want?" I asked. "To speak with you," he responded. "Creep!" I said and kept on moving. He went through the ice and came out with such great power in front of me. He was nude and I could not help but remove my eyes and say, "go where some clothes demon!" He snapped his fingers and he had some clothes on.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

I leaned against the cold stone wall, sinking into a hollow stupor for a long while. Just then, two servants passed by the dungeon door. Their hushed whispers drifted in, every word cutting deep into my ears. “Isolde’s cursed puppet craft is dreadfully perilous. She hunted and drained countless lesser merfolk for pearl curse powder, merely to gather enough ritual materials.” “Indeed. Once the puppet is complete, it will crush all rebels within the vampire clan, and drain this mermaid’s last breath entirely. Lowly foreign creatures are born to be offerings for our master’s sorcery.”

Meanwhile, the rest of the group finishes their breakfast, ensuring their bellies are filled for the journey ahead. After their meal, each merman gathers their personal belongings, securing their packs onto their backs. These packs contain essential items, including a bed roll, a change of clothes, two small meal rations, and a capsule of air for emergency situations. Additionally, they all carry a shell whistle, a handy device that emits a distinct sound when water is forced through it. This whistle allows them to signal their location without expending precious breath, ensuring their safety and facilitating communication in case they get separated.

Jasmine POV: “Merking …?” I whispered under my breath and narrowed my eyes on Oceano, by looking at his face I could tell that he was not lying A merman is male specie of SIREN….he too has his bottom half body of fish while upper half body of human… and just like Siren even they have ability to enchant opposite sex.. which mean a Merman generally feeds on flesh and power of a women’s while Siren attacks male human... as for Merking, he is ruler all Siren and Merman…. which mean every single Siren and Merman follows his order… mover over a Merking is gifted with some special powers as per his birth situation… like humans a Merking is not decided by bloodline but he is decided by the strength

She trembled at the sight of whales, sharks, sea lions, fishes, merman, mermaids, and all kinds of dangerous water animals all lined up round her as she stood meaningless in their middle. A merman walked forward from the midst of the large army of water creatures with a golden trident in his left hand. "You came to take what doesn't belong to you. You came to steal our heritage, the heritage of the whole Ocean. You came to steal the wand of lily. Hand over the wand peacefully, and your punishment will be reconsidered...otherwise death shall be your punishment." he elucidated with a furious and unfriendly tone.. "Damn, Sarraphina has put me in one hell of a trouble" "Fine you can have it" A

More of them came and they began to work along with them. Then I felt something move slowly up my arm. I turned and screamed and swam away. It was an ugly cursed merman looking at me like he wanted to devour me alive. He had been using his unnaturally long tongue to lick my arm and it was disgusting and scary at the same time. "Get back here." He said in a hoarse voice. "I'll only take a bit of your flesh, you're going to die anyway, you know that right?" He said and I shook my head.

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.

His mother found herself in the world of the merfolk one day all of a sudden and ended up marrying a merman, thus birthing Ramos. That was why the merfolk emperor had a human form, but his blood was half merfolk. Ramos had been highly gifted and quickly mastered the six main energies of the underwater city. His powers grew immensely as well, but his human form caused him to be mocked endlessly. This filled him with shame and resentment, causing him to wear a mask and refrain from showing his real face to others.

Or almost. His skin was marked by small luminescent patterns, a reflection of the sea’s glow. His hair, black as night, floated with the ocean breeze. But the most striking feature was the tail—dark blue and silver scales shimmered under the moonlight, forming a powerful and elegant merman’s tail. Athos blinked, unsure if this was real or a delirium caused by near-drowning. The being watched him in silence. Until, finally, he spoke. “You almost became prey to the sea, human.”