Witcher Mermaid Novels & Stories

It would be best to start clarifying everything. "Those mermaids are not like us, they are half monster, half fish. They are Irish Syren, Oceania´s enemies, and they are our enemies," I explained. "And you are not half fish, half monster? I saw how you transformed when you protected your sister, and it was quite terrifying," he replied. And I felt his doubt as a painfull knife. I felt his eyes on me. It was, because when a mermaid gets angry, she becomes like an animal, we unleash our animal instinct."

I hadn't even known till she mentioned that the lady hanging beside Killian was a mermaid. "How come she has a leg?" I asked. "Special class mermaids can switch between their tails or legs," the priestess answered, waving her hand at the bubbles that glued the lady beside Killian to the wall. The bubbles burst and the lady broke free, almost falling with her face to the floor when Killian swiftly caught her in his arm. I felt a tinge of jealousness at the way he had moved to catch her like it was a reflex. "So, what do you think, Ami? Do we fight or go home?" The priestess asked Amiel.

I leaned against the cold stone wall, sinking into a hollow stupor for a long while. Just then, two servants passed by the dungeon door. Their hushed whispers drifted in, every word cutting deep into my ears. “Isolde’s cursed puppet craft is dreadfully perilous. She hunted and drained countless lesser merfolk for pearl curse powder, merely to gather enough ritual materials.” “Indeed. Once the puppet is complete, it will crush all rebels within the vampire clan, and drain this mermaid’s last breath entirely. Lowly foreign creatures are born to be offerings for our master’s sorcery.”

“But I want to help—” Mermaid smiled gently, then closed her eyes. Her thighs shimmered, slowly transforming back into human legs. When the change was complete, she stood—and helped Amber to her feet. Amber understood Mermaid never needed her help. "It was a test?" Mermaid nodded. She started to smile, then her expression became intense. “Amber of Upland,” she said solemnly, “your compassion, love, and faithfulness have positioned you for the price—even the dream you’ve never dared speak.”

She replied. I didn’t get anything she said. It was somewhat metaphoric that I find it hard to absorb. For a moment, I just stared at her in the hopes she would get to conclude that I am thirsty for explanation. Magindara let out a sigh. “For as long as there are any bodies of water, the eyes of the merfolk will be able to witness everything. Remember, Oryol is a serpent goddess and that time, she was inside a tank full of water. We have the ability to see everything using the water as our medium. May it be past or present.” She finally explained.

She trembled at the sight of whales, sharks, sea lions, fishes, merman, mermaids, and all kinds of dangerous water animals all lined up round her as she stood meaningless in their middle. A merman walked forward from the midst of the large army of water creatures with a golden trident in his left hand. "You came to take what doesn't belong to you. You came to steal our heritage, the heritage of the whole Ocean. You came to steal the wand of lily. Hand over the wand peacefully, and your punishment will be reconsidered...otherwise death shall be your punishment." he elucidated with a furious and unfriendly tone.. "Damn, Sarraphina has put me in one hell of a trouble" "Fine you can have it" A

“Not exactly. It’s a reaction to something sacred. My guess? Holy ash. Bastards are slipping it into drinks now.” Lucian swore under his breath. “She’s not even a vampire.” “No,” Kai said, voice strained, “but she’s still dark-aligned. That’s enough.” Energy surged from his palms, and the mermaid let out a strangled gasp. Her body arched. Her tail flickered once... then began to recede, transforming slowly back into legs. Her skin, which had been pale and mottled, began to flush with a healthy sheen. “She’s stabilizing,” Elias whispered.

Her emotions overcoming her as she stood, staring into nothing. Murmurs had broken out around her as the wolves came to terms with what they had seen but she ignored them all. She turned from her past, her pain and walked back towards the alter through the water. She pulled the diadem from the crown of her head as she walked, her hair protesting as she pulled it out of place. Small waves formed from her strong movements as she strode from the water and dropped the diadem to the wet ground. Not caring for its delicate nature. Leonidas tried to grab her attention as she walked towards him but she ignored his words and motioned for Adam, who stood waiting, watching, and motioned for him to foll

if only the gods hadn't ended him. "I just want to see my mother!" I didn't realize that tears had started to flow from my eyes. "You can't see her Medusa." "Why Eurayle! Why! Why can't I see my own mother!" "She doesn't want you see her sick." "She doesn't want any of us to see her.....not even Euryale is allowed near her home, she has an enchantment round it. The only one there is Andromeda." "That bitch! She's the wife of the man that slit my head off! How can you allow her near mother!"

I take a deep breath and go to sit down next to her. “I’m going to tell you most of it from the beginning, but you have to promise to keep an open mind and believe everything I tell you.” She raises an eyebrow at me but otherwise nods in agreement. “Okay great, I know you don’t like long stories so I’ll try and keep it short.” I take in a deep breath before continuing. “A homeless woman saved me a year ago so I used to bring her sandwiches to thank her, she gave me an amulet which I thought was magical because it zapped me into an alternative world which actually exists alongside ours, it’s full of Daemonaria, like Pixies and Clawhops and Snout and Shorgs and Tricksters, there was a lot to l