Potion Mermaid Novels & Stories

The path toward that dark, apocalyptic future could have been diverted, and they might all be living in a world where such horrors existed only in nightmares. "Ma’am!" The potion girl's shrill pierced her anguished reverie. "I've done it! The spell is complete!" Meredith pushed aside her jumbled emotions and focused her energies on channeling the mystical forces the girl had summoned into her own depleted reserves. She could feel the power, raw and scintillating, flooding her veins...reawakening her abilities. It was like greeting an old friend. The heavy oak door shuddered once more with a thunderous boom that seemed to shake the very foundations of the estate.

She stood up as a door opened right there in front of her, mid air. Entering it, it closes behind her. She found herself in a room, a big bowl of red water appeared in front of her, as she started to make some incantations. "Water, water, show me what is being hidden, who is the last mermaid that is yet to be born? Show me her face or mother?" The red water started swirling around the bowl, and a mouth was seen opening. She peep inside the opened mouth only to see darkness. The mouth vanished and the water became still.

Although Hernie was unsuccessful in catching the underwater variant, she caught a glimpse of it up close and described it as the wig-wearing variant. “It sounds like a mermaid,” Zen mused and studied the description. Apparently, the mermaid variant only appears when it hears a familiar song. The mushroom variant researcher had no idea what type of song it was, but she mentioned the sound of string instruments attracted the mermaid variant to the surface. Coincidentally, Zen knew only one person on this dungeon floor who played any string instrument. “Hm~ Hm hm hm~” Zen hummed along to the song in the game’s background ambience in front of Mandy’s shrine, enjoying the peaceful setting.

He pricked his finger with a silver needle and dropped a drop of blood on the bronze mirror, which immediately showed a faint golden light. "This is the blood of the mermaid," Nuri said. "I thank you on behalf of the Rodriguez family." I remember reading about it. Mermaid blood has a magical ability to predict, heal, and control people's minds. In addition, the Mermaid's tears are more precious things. Mermaids are creatures that don't cry. When a merman feels extremely sad, he weeps. Their tears are magic pearls. Unfortunately, the book does not mention the use of these pearls, because mermaids are almost extinct, and they have lost the ability to cry.

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.

Almost as if she was no longer living, just serving. The surface of the lake shimmered in enticement as she was called towards it. Her gaze didn’t leave it as she brushed past Adele, the child moving to the side as she witnessed the change within her. The glowing pools of silver that made up her gaze were unnerving, forcing the young child to submit for the first time as the all power of the Goddess filled the air. Adelaide held no control over her limbs as she stepped down from the alter, her toes digging into the damp earth at the edge of the lake before continuing forward. The cool water quickly enveloped her legs as she moved forward, rising up her body as she walked further and further

“Amulet’s like that are dangerous, and using them is just as bad.” “I won’t have to use it,” Corvu’s voice responded, “, have you heard how much Daemonaria are willing to pay for an amulet like that?” “What color was it?” “It was an amethyst.” “Humph.” The barkeep sounded pleased, “Keep that one close. You never know where she got that amulet from. It might be why she’s here. Just see if she’ll give it to you.” They were after the amulet? It was just like Patricia said. She was human and understood that Daemonaria would want this amulet, and that included Corvu. He was only being nice to me to get to the amulet.

Megumi's eyes smiles as she points at something that looks like a mirror maze, she smiled at me and said, "Let's go there!" Smiling at me like that is a foul play Megumi, how can I say no now? Of course I can't so I grabbed her hands and lead her there. The students greeted us and said, "Welcome to our class's Wonderland. If you manage to find the tunnel's end withing 15 minutes, you get a prize of okonomiyaki, a japanese vegetable pancake. So are you in?" I dropped some bills on the entrance and entered with Megumi. Inside was quite dark and filled with mirrors making it quite confusing and scary but Megumi actually seems to enjoy it just when she was about to bumped into a mirror, I pulled

It's blood-freezing. "Cindy, Cindy, Cindy..." She goes back to the repeating and swinging, getting a tighter grip on the bed's mattress. Her repeating sounding more like a ritual of summoning demons. "Yes, Cindy. Do you remember her? You drowned her in the bathtub." Suddenly the woman freezes. Yes, she freezes. She doesn't even breathe or blink. She is completely still. It's like the time stopped for her. "He told me so. He, he, he..." "Who?"