Space Mermaids Novels & Stories

“I’m going to pass out.” Dad stepped into the living room at that exact moment, holding a clipboard and looking like he was preparing for war. “Alpha Rowan’s pack is arriving by sunset. Blue Ridge in the morning. And Blood—” He stopped. Mom shot him a look that said, Do not even think about it. “What?” I asked, sitting up. “Blood what?” “Blood Moon,” Kieran said flatly. My pulse spiked. “Blood Moon? As in the Blood Moon? The ruthless warriors? The ones who single-handedly deter rogues from three borders away?”

Timmy’s invisible imagined how the real Timmy felt as he woke up that fateful night atop the watery altar, seeing the names of past initiates in red ink, appearing and disappearing on the top surface. As the intensity of the sparks increased, one by one, seven beautiful mermaids appeared around the watery altar. They stood close to the horns, and held their hands together around the altar. They soon started mumbling inaudible incantations, while concentrating their gaze on the watery altar at the same time. Up till this very moment, I wondered how they managed to stand on their tail fins as their jet black hair shone on their naked bodies, from their waist up. Suddenly, the seven mermaids be

The word hung in the air like ash and flame. "Most of our records conflate the Siren with the Mermaid," the scientist continued, his tone clinical and detached. "It is a common error of the uninitiated. To understand the difference, one must look at the natural world. Think of the Mermaid as an alligator - a localized predator, efficient but limited. The Siren, however, is the saltwater crocodile. Larger, more aggressive, and possessing an impossible strength and kinetic energy that transcends the aquatic domain. While Mermaids lure to drown, Sirens command the very frequency of the original night."

Within no time, I would be a professional. The shelter was like every regular building. Inside had two long couches. A few single chairs sat in three rows to the other end. Those pieces of furniture were occupied by merfolks. A countered section was adjacent to them. Two mermaids and two mermen were around the counter. One of the mermaids was on a communication box with a string. The other corresponded with a mermaid on the other end of the counter. One of the mermen was free while the other was on a computer.

And now, he hadn't just touched it; he had licked it! "This is crazy! What was he trying to do?" Amelia murmured frantically, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief. Struggling to regain her composure, her gaze darted around the room, and her eyes widened as she saw the unconscious human sprawled on the floor! "Oh dear! What have I done?" Her voice trembled with concern and regret, her hands fluttering as she contemplated the unintended consequences of her actions. Mermaids boasted remarkably strong tails, said to have the power to unleash tsunamis with a single flick. Though her upper body strength was nothing noteworthy, her kicks were certainly a force to be reckoned with.

Alpha Allison smiled making my blush deepen. “That’s what you meant when you said I was the one who told you we were coming?” I faced Maria in an attempt to take the focus off myself and the older woman smiled secretly. “Indeed, I have a special connection with the Moon Mother.” She didn’t say much else but given the look that passed between us, we were sure she knew a lot more than she was letting on. “Maria is considered the Shawoman of the High Tide Pack, her existence was kept a secret to protect her and the pack from ill intent.” Jasper supplied, looking at Maria with emotionless eyes while she simply smiled at him.

It's Sunday afternoon and tomorrow is my first day at my new school. I decide to go for a quick swim so I walk back to the deserted beach and turn back into a mermaid when I'm sure no one can see me. However, I keep my purple hair even if my tail remains the same bright, sparkling gold color. I enjoy the ocean and swim around, even talking to some fish at the bottom before I see the sun setting and make my way back to my apartment where I fall asleep on the queen sized bed with white covers with blue seashells on it. The last thing on my mind is the questions about what tomorrow has to offer for me in my new life. Something is about to happen. I can feel it.

We walked along the path I once walked with Yumena. There seemed to be an influx of more students than before. We walked past a group of girls and they all seemed to have colorful hair that started right at their roots. "What are they?" I referred to the group of girls who were now behind us. They were probably going back to the dorm. "Oh, they're Mermaids. The color of their hair indicates what color tail they have. " Saiora revealed some very important information to me.

"No, but you must push the water back, or both your life and your brother’s will be at risk." "And how do I do that?" This woman must be out of her mind. "How should I know? You’re the one with the power. You control the oceans of the seven kingdoms of Atlantis." "Look, I tried what you’re suggesting once, and it landed me in a sea with a seven-headed snake. I’m not doing that!" This must be the ramblings of old age. There’s no way I can push back this water. "You were meant to be there; that snake was there to bless you, not harm you," she insists.