What's Your Mermaid Name Novels & Stories

So, I found a job by the sea, opening clams and picking out the prettiest pearls—like finding little secrets the ocean had left behind. For someone like me, a mermaid who’d grown up in the deep sea, it was second nature. What I didn’t expect was to see someone I knew. One afternoon, as I worked, a mantis shrimp suddenly blocked my path. I looked closer and froze. It wasn’t just any mantis shrimp. It was Sawyer, the Mantis Shrimp King. My eyes went wide, and without thinking, I threw myself into his arms. Sawyer stiffened in surprise. "Prin... Princess..."

“My parents, my ma specifically. Constantly telling me what I can and can’t do. I’m to act like the high-born lady I am, not be who I want to be. She’s even forcing me to have a husband. I’m only 17. I’m not ready,” “You mean a mate,” I said, giving her a wink. I know what she is, even if she doesn’t know what I am. She gave me a beaming smile. Realizing I know what she's talking about. “What about your fated mate?” She shrugs her shoulders. “They don’t seem to care. As my ma and pa were not fated mates,” “Sounds rough,” I said. I introduced myself to her and discovered her name was Merida. I can tell she is an interesting character in the few minutes we have been chatting. The depressed fee

He idolizes her but their mother always keeps him away so he just distances himself from everything. Miere, short for Meriam, is a famous model, artist, and endorser, not in the Philippines but in other countries so she has been independent in living in the U.S. She's not used to her parents' attention because they're far from her and she gets excessive attention from other people.

They were the weakest of the shifters, having to return to the water every night as their body forces them to shift into their mermaid form. I already knew what Marques wanted. A small girl had been picked up by my scouts about a week ago. She hadn’t shifted yet, so her mermaid wasn’t fully present, meaning she could stay out of water. A mermaid born on land would be human until they first shifted, a merperson born in water would be born as mermaid, unable to shift into their human form until their sixteenth birthday. I could tell the girl was a mermaid just by the color of her skin. Merpeople were the only ones born with sharp bright green slanted eyes. Taking in Marques similarities to the

Jax asked when he finally entered the room. We both took turns giving Jax the rundown of our meeting. He like me was just as surprised at the variety of supernatural species that lived within Dublin. Half of them I never even knew were real, like the Merrow. Merrows are what the normies call a mermaid, except in cartoons they depict them as beautiful and innocent little women with a love for collecting shiny things. Well, Ariel aint got shit on a real Merrow, that’s for sure. Merrows are beautiful both in the sea and on dry land but they are also known for being quite vicious when they feel cornered or when someone tries to stake claim to something that is theirs.

She immediately took an offensive stance and roared, “Who on earth are you? Holy sh*t! It’s a pretty fish demon. Are you a mermaid?” Alex hurriedly held her hand. “Senior, don’t misunderstand. She’s an ally.” “An ally? Is she your pet?” Alex was helpless. “She is not.” “Oh! She’s your friend then! Alright. Your friend is also my friend. Mermaid, we will become friends in the future. By the way, you are really the prettiest mermaid I’ve ever seen.” Lena did not refute him and smiled instead. “Nice to meet you. I’m Lena Rivers, a half-Naga.”

She finally asked at the end. I didn't know what else to say. So a mermaid had been thinking about me? "What is your name?" I asked her. "Sapphire." She answered. "That's a beautiful name for a beautiful mermaid like you." I said. And I think she blushed. "What's your name?" She asked me. "I'm Pablo." I answered. "Oh, it's nice to meet you Pablo." She said. I could only smile. "Can you tell me more about yourself?" I asked her.

"The city is known as Atlantis by some, but is actually called Mizu Atlantica, or the City Under the Sea." "Okay, where's the mermaid with long hair? What's her name?" Dorian tried to sound nonchalant, but it was apparent by the tone of his voice that he was as surprised as the rest of us. "Ariel," I answered softly. "My mother's name is Ariel."

“What... what do you mean?” “In due time, Amber. In due time.” “What’s your name?” she asked, voice still shaky. “You will call me Mermaid.” “Mermaid,” Amber echoed. “That is correct,” Mermaid confirmed. Then, without warning, she dashed toward the pool, dove in, and transformed once more—tail shimmering as she moved like a queen in her kingdom. She glided through the water, leaving Amber speechless, her heart pounding with fear, awe, and curiosity.

Throughout the day, she focuses her attention on this important task, determined to assist in the search for a solution. As the line of people offering remedies finally dwindles, the aquamarine mermaid swims up to Naida's side. With an air of grace and warmth, she introduces herself, her name reflecting her color and having Greek origins. "Greetings, Naida. I am Marine. I have observed your dedication and commitment today, and I must sign, you have been a tremendous help to our cause." Naida's eyes light up, grateful for Marine's recognition. She replies, signing back, "Thank you, Marine. It's an honor to meet you. The well-being of the afflicted pod is of utmost importance to me. I will do