Scales: Mermaids Are Real 2 Novels & Stories

Julie's appearance is also not very calm, he snapped his fingers, a 5m long ice blade appeared in the air as if about to stab a mermaid: "Brawen, get out of the way". The piano is gone, and Brawen is of course free. But she still stood there, because she thought there must be a problem somewhere. Mermaids have only lived in four oceans apart from the human world. How can I show up here? Thinking so, she immediately said: "Wait Julie, this must have been a misunderstanding".

It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. I blinked a couple of times to remove the dry, burning sensation that had formed. "I can't really answer that, you'd have to ask a Witch or Warlock," I needed to speak to Vivienne about this. The full moon was near and I needed to prepare for it the best way that I could. "Merfolk transform into their natural form if they aren't already. They basically crave the flesh and blood of sailors," so if I were a Mermaid I would want to eat a human. Vera and Elliot are humans. Annalise is a human. They weren't sailors but I couldn't imagine eating them. Had my mother ever eaten a human before? My head was spinning and my stomach was churni

Jax asked when he finally entered the room. We both took turns giving Jax the rundown of our meeting. He like me was just as surprised at the variety of supernatural species that lived within Dublin. Half of them I never even knew were real, like the Merrow. Merrows are what the normies call a mermaid, except in cartoons they depict them as beautiful and innocent little women with a love for collecting shiny things. Well, Ariel aint got shit on a real Merrow, that’s for sure. Merrows are beautiful both in the sea and on dry land but they are also known for being quite vicious when they feel cornered or when someone tries to stake claim to something that is theirs.

Just when everything felt gone forever, I saw movement. Shapes swirled through the water around me, fast and sleek, darting closer. At first, I thought they were fish, but as they came into focus, I realized they were something far stranger. They had human-like forms, but their skin shimmered with scales, and fins ran down their spines, their eyes wide and eerily blank. Mermaids.

The carefully prepared fish slipped into the water. Surprised, Lance glanced at me, then caught the fish and backed away, as if his earlier malice had never existed. Moonlight poured through the viewing window, casting a glow on his blue shimmering scales. As I watched him swim away, I shakily pulled out my phone. "How do you handle the returned merfolk?" I typed. "Ma'am, merfolk that are sold don't get resold. They're usually broken down into ocean fertilizer." I looked at the monitor where Lance was elegantly playing with a smart water polo ball.

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.”

Curiosity was visible in their stupefied expressions. They were horrifying sea creatures with fishlike bodies and long green tentacles. They have gill slits, are colored brown or green, and have scaly skin, comparable to that of fishes in Antarctica. I noticed that they have intimidating aquatic animals such as eels, octopus, and squids swimming along with them. “Welcome to our humble kingdom, Master Amante. Your arrival was a great honor for us, merfolk!” I could not say the same, though. The only reason for me being here was my mate, Allyssa Lausanne, who had been abducted by the likes of them. And I felt my blood boil with rage once more.

It's been ever since we jumped earlier in the chopper. Then realization hit me that this is really no joke. What happened flashed back. During the quick dive I did earlier to save July, it seemed like my breathing in the water was normal. It seemed like everything was simple for me when I was in the water. There is no struggle; all is purely simple and easy. That makes sense now because I'm a mermaid. Ahh, this is insane! All right, I'm the crazy one. I am the one who does not accept what is happening. "Miss, this is no joke. Those scales," Polo pointed to my scales, "are real. It's all true."

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."

She reached into the water and gripped his cock, squeezing as she stroked up, and then down, watching as his lashes fluttered and his body relaxed into the caress. “Man,” he corrected hoarsely. “In case you didn’t realize what you were holding, Mia Persuma Inillium.” “How do Mermen have sex?” She asked him. “How do Mermaids have sex? I mean… when you have a tail.” “The same as without a tail,” he was amused. “Yes, but…” She frowned trying to think of the anatomy. She was certain he hadn’t had a visible cock when he had been in his Mer form… but it had all been so fast.