Sea Queen Otohime Novels & Stories

“You climb into my breath, mortal child.” The words weren’t spoken so much as woven into the wind itself. They circled me, pulled at me, and slid across my skin like cold rain. “I am Zephora. I am the storm that breaks ships and bends forests. My hair is lightning. My eyes are rain. You are in my domain now, and you will not pass unless you endure me.” My throat went dry. Each spirit I had met had been terrifying in their own way, but there was something about her, something primal. Her voice was not cruel, not mocking, but it carried the kind of certainty only nature itself could wield.

Reflected off the frozen crystals, prisms scattered throughout the room. Ao Shun smirked. His eyes flashed silver, watching the birthmark react to his presence. As he ran his finger across it, it shimmers brighter. Jin An involuntarily moaned, reacting to his touch and their shared fate. Her eyes clenched shut, her hands closing around the material of her hanfu. Her breathing sped up. Her heart throbbed. Leaning close to her ear, his raspy voice teased the small hairs. "I found you. I am Ao Shun. Dragon God of the Ocean. And you are my bride... Jin An."

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

Like a dog, she thought to herself but when Hegi pulled the chair out and she made to sit until a sharp voice from the door halted her. "You will not sully the queen's seat with your filthiness." All eyes in the hall turned to the presence at the door. Mare remembered her from the painting she had stopped to stare at on the day of the Dragon's birth celebration, the day when her troubles truly began. It was the princess of Arlankis and her golden hair, much like the prince's was pulled back. Hers was twisted into a series of complicated braids, short tendrils of unruly hair framed a perfectly boned face. Her eyes, like the rest of the family, were an icy blue that spoke volumes of her hatred

Her emotions overcoming her as she stood, staring into nothing. Murmurs had broken out around her as the wolves came to terms with what they had seen but she ignored them all. She turned from her past, her pain and walked back towards the alter through the water. She pulled the diadem from the crown of her head as she walked, her hair protesting as she pulled it out of place. Small waves formed from her strong movements as she strode from the water and dropped the diadem to the wet ground. Not caring for its delicate nature. Leonidas tried to grab her attention as she walked towards him but she ignored his words and motioned for Adam, who stood waiting, watching, and motioned for him to foll

The sirens were losing. I turned toward the sea. Dozens of sirens thrashed in the surf, their songs twisting through the wind, frantic and furious. Some had lost their tails, bleeding out where fins used to be. Others dragged themselves across the sand, nails digging into the earth. Screaming. Screaming for mercy. For escape. And then I saw her. The queen. Standing tall in the middle of it all. Long black hair whipping around her like dark seaweed. Her skin glistened with iridescent scales. Her voice carried above the cries, not begging—but commanding.

Their thirst for power had turned them evil and slowly they were all paying a price for their sins. Deep in the ocean, there was a calmness that was hard to explain. Not a single fish could be seen, it was more like the ocean was barren. A woman came out from a cave, her blue eyes sparkling brightly underneath the ocean. Her skin looked flawless and her long blue hair added to her beauty. She was a definition of perfection but also this woman wasn't human, instead of legs she had a long blue tail, covered in pearls. She swam towards the center of the ocean, her eyes on the woman sited on the throne. She was the queen of the sea, the messenger of death.

The Sutra Kingdom, also known as the South China sea would only rank as seventh on the top ten most humongous seas. “I’m awake,” Andromeda responded, her soul had been brought back completely to the land of earth because of the nearness of their faces, it was a relief that the myth in their kingdom, of how they, the mermaids, can heal humans was only a myth or else, Azrael would be looking on her flustered face. It wouldn’t be nice to be called crabby too. Azrael got up from the soft mattress. His long strides made it easy for him to reach the other side of the bed, he had prepared different servings of food, all vegetables even the smoothie was made of berries.

Her pink tongue darted to her lips as she rinsed her hands under the spray and reached for my heavy cock. Fuck, does Mia have any idea how fucking gorgeous she is? With her wet hair flowing down her back and her body glistening with water, she was a goddess come to life. Amphitrite, the Greek queen of the sea and the one chosen by Poseidon. Fuck that. I wasn’t sharing her with anyone, not even a Greek god of mythology. This woman was mine. Just as her name suggested, Mia. She hadn’t even brought her lips to me. Yet watching her expressive eyes as she tried to fist me, her fingers and thumb unable to meet, caused me to bite my tongue, careful not to blow my wad.

"You... you stole the Tide! That was the High Queen's gift to me!" "It was never a gift, Selene," I said, my voice resonating from the depths of the bay. "It was a burden you weren't strong enough to carry." I lunged. I wasn't using the daggers. I was using the Sapphire Lash. A whip made of pressurized seawater and Hallowed light erupted from my palm. It caught Selene around the waist, pulling her from the serpent's head and dragging her toward me. We hit the surface of the black water together.