Sea Fairy Novels & Stories

“It's called ‘hamferð’. I believe in English you may call it as some sort of a vision, but ‘hamferð’ is specifically a Faroese term for seeing the dead and ninety-nine percent of the time it’s because one of your loved ones had drowned while at sea and they would show themselves to you in ‘hamferð’. The dead ones almost never speak. Most often they just show up, look at you or point at something, maybe even do some chore they always did when they were alive, but then they’d disappear and would never be seen again.” “That’s so sad…what happened to the little sister?” I’m so invested now and I stare at the little island with different eyes. “Little Eva knew that this probably meant her beloved

Tossing my shirt onto the lounger, I all but tripped over my flip flops trying to follow her. ***Sarah POV*** The sand was warm between my toes as I ran towards the water. I’d never been to the beach before and seeing the ocean up this close was something I had always wanted. I stopped at the edge of the water, letting the waves splash up over my toes. It wasn't as cold as I'd thought it would be. “Sarah?” Dom asked, and I looked over my shoulder at him. “Never have I ever been to the beach.” I giggled and he grabbed my hand.

He smiled and ruffled my hair. “It hurts, but I'm glad you and the princess are safe” he smiled at me. “I intentionally want us to spare that last assassin for investigation. I wanted him to eat his last meal before we get him arrested” I told Demetrius and he smiled. Getting him arrested won't be hard due to our sense of smell. Let him hide under the sea, Isidora will fetch him out. She is a siren witch by the way. A siren witch is an Aquatic creature. She can turn into a mermaid and can swim in the deepest ocean.

The Winter Fairy In the kingdom of the Atlantic lives a powerful Mermaid Queen called Sirena. She glowed with beauty underneath the ocean, having long black hair, big round blue sea eyes, straight small nose, small red lips, scales on her face and arms, gills beside her neck, and a magnificent long blue crystal Tail.

"I ain't gonna injure him!" "Dad..." Fallon's smile looked pained. "It's not really a date, I mean he's famous, it's more of one of those things you do for-" "-Charity." I cut her off. "We're raising money." "For?" Her dad's eyes narrowed. "Seals." I nodded emphatically. "One of them has a hurt fin and only swims in circles." I demonstrated with my hand. "At any rate, we're helping Seaside raise funds to bring in more experienced vets from Sea World."

Breathing life into the new realm. Sedna, the Ancient of the Seas, controlling tides with a flick of her hand. Beneath her gaze the seas swelled and receded, salt wind dancing on crests of foam. The winds and rains beckoned at her calls. She weaved underwater worlds, could summon the beast of the deep, and granted the Fae the skill to sail and fish and be witness to her creations.

"She said, 'I am a fairy. That was all we had together. If you want to know everything about me, if you want to know the truth, then find Ichha Matsya in The Great Black Sea.' Then she flew in the sky and her body got vanished." I could not believe my ears. This old man slept with a fairy? Unbelievable.

I tried not to think too hard on that bit of improvement. “Sadareen, your people might know her as the mother of all sirens. She is one of the few true immortals in this world.” Micah spoke with a detached voice, one that held a deadly edge. “The sirens of this world are not like those of your legends. They live in our oceans, and only emerge to feast. They are scaled, webbed creatures that covet beauty above all. The only way to hold back one of the few immortals is to curse them in some way, bind them to a physical form. Sadareen was once the spirit of the ocean, but make no mistake; she was not kind nor benevolent. The only way to stop the endless death was to bind her into a human form.

Edges are all smoothed out most of the time. I took a deep breath to calm down my spiraling nerves before walking back to Selma and my siblings. The fishing village was about a mile away from my home. It was a quiet place with most of the activity happening only near the beach. Seafood vendors everywhere at the tiny market square and there were a few people selling fishing and boating merchandise. Besides these, there were several witchy looking women selling interesting paraphernalia. "They are called sea witches," Iona explained, "They draw their magical powers from the ocean and can also influence the tides and safety of the voyagers and ships."

I worked myself to the bone so I didn’t have time to stress about how alone I felt. “There is a fairy that sees King Sean, I don’t know how much she might be willing to tell you if anything. Or if she might just go right back and tattle on you. There’s not a whole lot of comradery here among the gals. The fairies are a tricky bunch too, I’m very careful what I say or don’t say around them. You should also know some are telepaths but you’ll never know which ones,” she explained.