Shark Mermaid Tail Novels & Stories

Catia cleared her throat. I gave her a nod. I swam away from them, going back under the water to refresh my skin a little before shifting back to my legs. When I turn into a mermaid, I don’t just grow a tail, I grow scales on my arms, longer fingernails, gills on the side of my neck, and blue scales around my breast that cover up my nipples.

She had heard of the creatures that lived in the unknown utopia of the depths of the sea but no one had really seen much of them, unlike their distant cousins who lurked in the rocky parts of the sea and lured sailors to their watery death with their alluring voices and personal hallucinations. This mermaid before her had a beautiful tail that looked so soft and glimmered as if the light of the sky reflected off it. The end of the tail moved like it had its own mind. It was as if she could run the thin and transparent end of the powerful tail on her face and her skin would not be bruised in any way. It was so resplendent; no wonder the mer-people always never revealed themselves at all to ot

Is this what they do to get others to join their ranks? "All right I'll follow you into the ocean, though I'm not a strong swimmer." The girl mermaid lifts up my tail to remind me that I am not a human anymore. Perhaps I will be a good swimmer now with a tail like this. My pink tail goes back and forth in the water as I give it a timid try.

She lifted her green tail with specks of purple scales and slammed it hard against the rocks, making some of it break off into the sea. "Why have you come here?" She asked. That was when they noticed her teeth. They looked like shark teeth, triangular, sharp and deadly. "We're just trying to locate Mystic Mountain," Lazarus answered. "Do you know where we can find it?" The mermaid glanced at each of their faces, tilting her head from side to side. She blinked when her gaze stopped on Miranda. Her pupils dilated and were star-shaped instead of a circle. "Such a handsome boy. I bet he's fun to play with."

She tried to be so tough, He looked in the adjoining kitchen but she was not in there either. She must have gone up to the room to decompress after this. He got closer to see if the sharks were still eating when he saw her. Down at the bottom, swimming in circles with the baby sharks, was the mermaid. Blue hair swirled around her face, her tail swayed in a rocking rhythmic motion as she played.

Carmela’s breath hitched when she saw it—Clarissa’s legs, once human, were now transforming before her eyes into a long, glistening mermaid’s tail. It wasn’t just a tail. It was like something out of a legend, a myth she had only heard of in stories. The scales shimmered in the moonlight, iridescent shades of turquoise and blue, reflecting the water’s surface like some beautiful, otherworldly creature. The tail moved with an unnatural fluidity, as if it had always belonged to her. Carmela froze for a moment, unable to comprehend what was happening. The impossible was unfolding before her very eyes, and the overwhelming wave of shock left her speechless. The child she had raised, her sweet Cl

haha We have come close to the three mermaids. The bald one has a wound in the chest and the other is holding a spear made of rusted iron with a tentacle-like head. The water was mixed with blood and suddenly I was nervous because aren't sharks sensitive to blood? What if the MEG is here? That might just turn us into a toothpick. The two mermaids looked at us and suddenly their mouths opened without a sound. They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything!

haha We have come close to the three mermaids. The bald one has a wound in the chest and the other is holding a spear made of rusted iron with a tentacle-like head. The water was mixed with blood and suddenly I was nervous because aren't sharks sensitive to blood? What if the MEG is here? That might just turn us into a toothpick. The two mermaids looked at us and suddenly their mouths opened without a sound. They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything!

Sometimes I wonder why these people hate me so much and treats me like this. "Maybe because I'm half human,half mermaid and I have the ability to transform my tail to legs; immediately it touches the human world and they are envious of me, hahahahaha serve them right" I thought smiling. She dragged my hair and took me to the skull room; A room where dead water creatures skulls were stored and it was pitch dark she pushed me in and closed the rock. I gently sat down on a rock and scoofed "what small can they all do".

I cannot remember her tail color but I am sure that whatever their ornaments' color was, is the same as their tail. "Somebody owns that now," I said, leaving only an undergarment that was too thin, a white slip. I walk near a tree to hang my clothes. As I get into the water, I can still hear their mumbling questions to each other. But I did not mind. I just let them whisper what they want and tried to relax my tense body, exhausted by a day of training. When I was nearly asleep, my senses got alerted by a sudden movement in the water and to my shock, one of the mermaids was in front of me. The one with the pinkish red ornament on her hair.