The Mermaids Novels & Stories

Here she was, open mouthed, with her gaze still fixated on me. Her hair smelt of shampoo and paint, while her body had this faint scent of a floral perfume. I felt my throat working, because I was suddenly feeling so thirsty. Everything about this girl seem so innocent and fragile, except those ocean blue eyes of hers. They held so much in them. "Who did that to you, Mer?" Jack suddenly asked, throwing his head back to look at his daughter. She finally peeled her eyes off me, then placed them on her father. I expected her to speak, so I could hear what her voice sounded like. If it was soft her fragile, like the way she looked. Or was deep and masculine, dominating her appearance.

The crisp pearl driblets of moist from the enormous veined leaves gradually fall to the damp ground and blood-curdling scarlet red crawling creatures are enjoying the humidity. The mermaids are slowly lifting their curvaceous bodies from the river displaying their metallic rainbow scales that brightly captures by the golden sunbeam. Cold creeps from their porcelain skin as they are gossipping about one of their sisters who will be punished by Lord Martin, the arrogant werewolf leader of the Tikaluna tribe.

I know he just wants to be an adult like the others, but he still has a few years to go. “Supernaturals are disappearing again.” Hectate states. “I knew sooner or later that Asmoday would start back up. They have been quiet for to long.” I admit. We were told yesterday that a few mermaids had disappeared, and Poseidon feared that they had been captured but the black marker assholes. I am not sure how they caught mermaids, but they did. I was also unsure how or where they were housing them since they needed salt water. I am guessing that they must have built some sort of storage facility to house them in until they can sell them. They had been quiet for the last two hundred years, but

She fixed it up and made it nice and sat it in her backpack for the clumsy boy she met at Deadmans Bridge. But overall, he's nothing how her mother described him to be. She always told her to stay away from white men because of how dangerous they are, especially to people like Ariel. Ernest wasn't like that all, in fact, he's more of a danger to himself than anyone else, really. After Ariel finished her shower, she went into her room and put on her clothing for today, a yellow dress and yellow bow with her little black shoes. Once Ariel finished lotioning down and putting on her clothes, her biggest challenge had come, her hair.

Mermaids are required to register with pack councils and formally request asylum before entering a territory, but many like the Nightshade pack have restricted the number accepted with an annual quota. When Mom and I reached the border we met a group of mermaids from other prisons, who explained that there was an entry ban in place. We could not risk going elsewhere, we were still on Bloodstone lands and the next territory was hundreds of miles away. Together we snuck into Asterion, disguising ourselves with hair dye and pheromone sprays that would make us smell like shifters. We found a small community of registered and unregistered mermaids who taught us about life among the Nightshades.

It looked like he believed me, "No wonder you can cross the sea. So it was a mermaid that brought you to the shore. How incredible. They are actually such friendly and stupid creatures." "Clothes made of mermaid scales can resist attacks. That's great. I want all vampires to have a suit made of mermaid scales. Then we'll be invincible! We can rule the whole continent!" His words made me realize that things had gotten worse. I seemed to have gotten the mermaids into trouble. But I quickly calmed down. The mermaids lived in the deep sea. The vampires could not go to the deep to capture them as long as they did not come to the surf

The scales on their half body sparkles as the light struck on it and the water really made their shiny scales stood out even more, giving it a lustrous gleam. There was also casual giggling sounds that felt like music to her ears. The mermaids seems to not noticed her paddling in their waters but she didn’t care regardless and just stared blatantly at the beautiful sirens. She slowly loosened her grip on the paddle and raised her brows in amusement at the merfolk playing in the water. “Mermaids! They’re really the Mermaids tribe!” Hellion yelled excitedly as she paddled through the water. She turned the direction of the boat tow

With bright eyes, they stared at Dicken and me. I was puzzled as to what they wanted to do. One by one, beautiful mermaids started to emerge from the water and seductively got close to the mermen. Then, they all paired up and twisted their tails with each other’s before the mermen pressed the mermaids beneath them and started thrusting. When I was still stunned in silence, the sound of tails slapping against the rocks reached my ears, mixed with sounds of heavy panting and moaning. I looked downward, and all I could see were bodies intertwined with each other. I felt like I was watching a primitive mating ceremony or a censored erotic orgy scene from a movie.

Very few are granted that opportunity, I just happened to be born with it, so like hell am I letting it go to waste. You’re probably wondering why I said ‘species’, if not, then good for you! You’re not fussy and we can be best friends. Anyway, I am what is known in the supernatural world as a sirna. Humans call us merfolk, or a myriad of other names depending on the country, but if you do it, I’ll bitch slap you into the next century. Yes, I can grow a tail, but I don’t live in the ocean. I mean, I could, but have you seen what seawater does to your hair?! No fucking thank you.

- He finally added. The brunette girl with curly hair gave me a radiant look, She seems so sweet and lovely, but there was something sinister behind her brown hazel eyes. It reminded me of a smile with a certain darkness on her beautiful face, a smile I had perceived before, although I couldn't recall with whom. "In Greek and Scandinavian mythology, the mermaid is a demigoddess who lives in the oceans and with her songs, she can seduce men" - he responded. In that moment, his attention was completely focused on me.