Selkie Novels & Stories

is so obviously fake that nobody would guess that it is real. But here, not only does everything seem very, very real--none of them seem very happy to see us. If anything they look quite angry. In one corner, a tall man with a horse torso and a long horn protruding from his forehead stomps his foot, sniffing the air in challenge. In another, a beautiful woman is floating underwater staring out at people from the bottom of a large, green tank. Gliding between rocks and coral with her long black tail and sharp talons she shows off a terrible grin of razor-sharp teeth. "This is all witch magic and illusions," Sly explained. "But nobody cares. On carnival day, everyone wants to believe in mermai

I shake my head trying to make it stop. As the sexy clown continues looking at me, I extend my fingertips to touch him. I brush them through his cotton candy hair, giggling as it tickles me. “Ahoy, matey!” I exclaim to him as I wrap him up in a giant hug. “Welcome to my oasis! I am Sapphire, Queen of the Deep Beyond. I rule over all the fishies in the darkest seas. Who are you, clown?” I ask excitedly. I must have drifted through a portal into another dimension and this clown is the ruler of this new land I am in.

I couldn't believe my eyes. "I'm not sure what you mean. I think it's very straightforward once you get the chemistry of the hormones." Dr Dawson said, the smirk on his face was a bit unsettling as he turned to me. "It's all natural if you think about it. Our team has created a supplement that will make any alpha immediately rush into it's mating drive. There's nothing wrong with augmenting their existing nature."

A head of a sealion, the cloak fell away, revealing a humanesque body of a woman, but covered with thick fur and webbed hands and feet. The men blinked, hesitating to answer as I got to my feet smiling at the beautiful woman. Her large black eyes moved, seeing my expression and she stepped back. "You're a Selkie!" I squeaked in delight. I turned slightly, seeing the men look at me confused. I blinked at them, then the woman. "You're an original Fey." I smiled at her. The muscle in her brow twitched. "Tell me what you know about my kind?" My head tilted, thinking for a moment, unsure what she meant, but I felt an odd longing, buried in a fog that covered my min

It felt like ice and sunshine at the same time. "Are there others like us?" My voice came out squeaky, than supposed to. "Three families i know off. The Changs are selkies…seal shapeshifters. The Robertsons are hedge witches. And Mrs. Chen from the flower shop? She is a fox spirit." My brain felt like it was short-circuiting. "Mrs. Chen? But she makes cookies for the church bake sale!" "Excellent cookies. Her grandmother's recipe from the old country." Aunt Cecilia started wrapping my ribs where the branches had bruised them. "The supernatural world is bigger than you think, nephew And right now you off all people need to be on the low."

Above the short siren sound, you would hear the clink of handcuffs… "WAIT! HOLD ON! I may be lying about a lot of things, but SIEL! Siel, listen to me… YOUR NEW LOVER IS A MONSTER! HE'S A WEREWOLF, AND I HAVE PROOF! I swear to God I have A VIDEO OF HIM TRANSFORMING INTO A WEREWOLF!" A few seconds of silence…Then the females started to laugh! Followed by Ma'Heron. And yes, a few in the group actually stared at him to make sure he wasn't a clone or inter-dimensional parallel that got lost in their multiverse. Then Alexia, Aaron, V and Siel were soon laughing too! And so were the cops… "Yeah riiight, that's what he told my new boyfriend too so he would break up with me. AHAHAHAHA!!!"

his words sharp and edged with disbelief. Sarai’s heart raced as she dared to peek through the keyhole. Her breath caught in her throat, her sapphire eyes widening in horror. What she saw sent a chill down her spine—Hugo standing amidst the wreckage, his sea-green eyes locked on a monstrous figure she barely recognized. It was a wolf, but not just any wolf. This one had light brown fur with a black patch across its back, its amber eyes glowing with a cruel intensity. The creature stood beside another, darker figure—Malrik—his grin wide with satisfaction.

"Its entire body is brown, like mud. It sort of looks like a frog, but the eyes are more like those of a cat. Plus, it can talk." Salvatore's face paled. "You saw one?" I nodded. "Last night. In my room." "Did you tell Professor Pops?" He looked utterly freaked out. "No. I forgot." "How could you forget? Sheesh, Snow. He needs to know that stuff." He crossed his arms. "A lot's happened lately." I had no excuse except I really had forgotten about it. He exhaled. "They are despicable creatures called changelings." He clucked his tongue. "I've encountered one before. Evil and vile, but easy to kill." He walked past the pixies.

>> Yohan “Your highness, can we really?” One of the hyter sprites, Nia, asked me and I nodded. Hyter sprites are sort of fairies that can shape-shift into sand martins. They usually help out lost kids. I stood on the big tree stump while I addressed the dwellers of the forest. I told them it was fine to come to the palace and there was no longer any need to stay away. “Your majesty, you’re no longer angry?” A selkie asked. Selkies are seals that have human form on land.

Violet's heart sank with realization. "Follow my lead," Vesper whispered, guiding her into the dance. Vanilla and citrus mixed with pine and rose, a journey of scent through the elven kingdoms in attendance. Violet breathed deep, trying to steady herself among the crowd as Vesper guided her through the steps. Everywhere she looked expressionless faces met her. The masks had seemed beautiful at first but the deeper she waded into the dance, the stranger they became. One was a many-headed bird. Another covered completely in eyes. Platinum wings sprouted from the cheeks of a high-ranking lady. One Parvara nobleman's mask looked like it had melted onto his face, leaving him to laugh through the