Werewolf Mermaid Novels & Stories

I asked her. "Nothing." she replied, and I could see this was the truth, but there was something more there. "Do you want something to happen?" I pushed. "I don't know. it's complicated." she sighed. "He's a siren a merman, and I'm a werewolf witch hybrid." "So I'm a werewolf, and Ben's a bear shifter." I replied. "Whats the difference?" "Did you know Sirens live in pods and can have pod core families. They can have more than one mate." she said softly.

Ocean blue eyes so sparkling as the depths of the deep blue sea. “Wow, Chi… you look breathtaking” he complimented but the wolf walked over to him nudging him with its head. “I'm not Chi,” he answered. “I am Mera… her wolf” she added. Seranda held the wolf of her child so tight like she was some fox but in fact, she was a growing Lycan. Unlike normal wolf Pups of her age who came with a reasonably small size, she was much bigger and looked breathtaking at just first glance.

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

I just had my hopes on Bloom, hoping she'd bring me out of this because it was because of her I was in the water in the first place. "Another human?" A merman said when the cage finally stopped. "No. This one doesn't have the feel of a human Lucglos. This is... Hmm. Wow. It's a wolf. What is this furry creature doing at the bottom of the sea? " A mermaid asked and gave that scary cackle. I retreated into my cage because the sight of them was repulsing. I waited endlessly for Bloom while watching the two cursed mermaids working on different things. More of them came and they began to work along with them.

"Last but not least, the omega is the lowest-ranking member of the pack." "Do you understand?" This tender voice pushed me back to my senses. "Yes, I got you!" I interlock my hair behind my ear. “Okay, I am curious about one thing: are all the werewolves of the same kind?" Like, I mean that some vampires are bloodthirsty and feed on humans, and they harm us. "So they are different kinda werewolves present?” I asked while keeping my hands on the table before interlocking with each other. "Look, there are different people in the creatures—be it a vampire or a werewolf, everyone can't be the same way!"

This was her first time walking out in the street alone, or was her presence announced or some thing? "My name is Morgan el, sorceress of the underworld.” She introduced which got Samantha frightened the most. "Don't worry, I don't kill." "Hold on, when you said servant of the underworld, do you actually meant, the underworld we all know? Like, Lucifer?" "Yes, dear, that is what I am talking about." "Okay. So, how may I help you, ma'am?" Samantha asked sharply. "You want an answer to why the Beta wolf is after you, don't you?" She asked.

Why go hunting for mermaids when they were clearly nowhere to be found? Mermaids belonged in the ocean, not some random lake in werewolf territory. As she descended, the light grew dim, but Seraphina’s werewolf vision kept the darkness from swallowing her. Still, there was nothing but water around her. The further she went, the blurrier everything became. She could barely make out the shapes in front of her. How was she supposed to find Tanisha in this?

All I cared about was the fact that my baby was scared and cold. The violet light in my eyes didn't just glow—it exploded. I felt a power so immense that the stones beneath my feet began to crack. I wasn't just Esmeralda anymore. I was the Werewolf Queen, and I was done being pushed around. “Get away from my son,” I said. My voice wasn't a whisper anymore. It was a command that shook the walls.

"Mama always said the gardens help with big decisions." I turned to find Elena approaching, her expression soft with the understanding of someone who'd faced similar choices. "Did you go through this ceremony?" I asked, my voice hollow with the weight of impossible decisions. "No. I was born in a pack and I’m a werewolf Lora." She sat on the stone bench beside me with the graceful movements of someone completely at home in her own skin. "But I watched my human cousin go through it and she survived." "And the ones who didn't survive?"

I say, turning my gaze to Merida. “So, how does that help us?” I ask. “A whole lot, since Caspian is using dark magic,” Merida inputs, and I roll my eyes. “What?” I ask “You heard me,” She says. “He's a werewolf, he can't…” I begin to argue. “He's also human. You, of all people, should know that Luna. Or are your brains dead?” Merida asks, her tone harsh. I stare at her and then at Damian. “But it's forbidden,” I whisper to Damian.