Wolf Mermaid Novels & Stories

abdomen gently and groaned seductively, she curled her lip in disgust and clutched his wrists for leverage as she pushed her knees out and slid her legs around his neck. Mj locked her right foot behind her left knee and pressed her thighs together. Mj allowed Eli to scratch and claw at her legs, tearing away sections of her pants in ribbons and as she concentrated on the sound of his heart she waited for the beat to skip before she thrust the top of her body backwards, planting her palms on the soft dirt as she launched her legs and the struggling massive wolf forward, into the murky gloop of the swamps shore, she picked herself up off the ground and stuck her chin up and her shoulders out,

A massive eyes is looking at her, she stops moving, she looks at fina and seems like she also saw what she saw. "At the count of three, let's run!" She whispered softly, Fina with her form nodded. "One..." "Two..." "Three! Go!" She said, and then ran. Fina changes her form into a wolf and grabs her to run. She rides at the back of her, and holds her fur. She looked at the mermaid, it was not typically a Disney mermaid. It has shark teeth, a fish ear, and a gills on her neck. It has a size that is two to three times the size of an adult human being. Her tail is so big, she moves her tail to create waves to wash them back to the river. The water hit them, it hurt. They are now wet from head to

She gasped when she saw that a human was travelling with supernatural creatures. "A human travelling with werewolves and a vampire?" The mermaid asked in disbelief. Miranda quickly stepped in front of Nigel. "Ah, I see. She's your snack, wolf boy," the mermaid's mouth salivated. "That's OK. There's plenty of flesh to go around." Before the mermaid could pounce again, the other one hopped on the rock and grabbed her. "That is enough, Mishell." Mishell bowed, "I'm sorry, Princess Reefa."

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.

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."

Demetrius had this gleam in his eyes, knowing that she was asking questions that she didn't want to know the answers to, that maybe Arianna shouldn't if she wanted to have any restraint. Demetrius' eyes darkened for a split second before he said, "Thousands of years ago, Merlin was a powerful witch that was part of a coven named, 'The Seniorem Coven'. Merlin made an immortality elixir for him and his fiancée who was apparently a wolf to drink so they could be together for eternity. It turned out to be a trick when Merlin drank the elixir with Amara the wolf, which made him the first MONGREL, the wolf and the witch. Merlin' plan to live forever with Amara hit the fan when a vampire named Adon

I whispered, voice shaking. Dimitri stood behind me in the mirror, face pale. “I don’t know, Hazel. I’m as shocked as you are.” He swallowed hard. “The only creatures I know from the ancient legends that have scales are the dragon clan, the serpent clan, and the water people—the merfolk. So you’re either one of those…or something we’ve never seen before. But it’s impossible for a wolf to have this trait. It just doesn’t make sense to me.” My knees felt weak.

She swayed her steps towards the lake and took off each piece of clothing, and plunged into the water. She didn't think her tail would immediately appear whenever her body hit the water, but it did. Ivory moved and twisted freely. She had gotten used to the reality of who she was. And now she realized that her other self was a mermaid who could never be the mate of a wolf like Max. That's right; it couldn't happen. So, what makes Mirielle confidently say that Ivory is Max's soul mate? Does it have something to do with the superstition that Ivory's mother used to tell Ivory about the goddess who rules the lives of all creatures?

The man gestured to a bench under a tall palm tree. Dakari’s mind was spinning. He didn’t know that the leather bound book even contained anything close to a prophecy. How could this werewolf know so much? Dakari felt like an elementary school child trying to navigate high school math. He looked to Katalea for help. She was staring off in the distance at a woman with bright blue hair. Katalea sent him a mental message. “Please don’t think I’m crazy but that woman is a mermaid! I saw her while we were on the ferry. She says she has information for us. Dakari, she can talk to me inside my head!”

Archer said sincerely, "Sex is not love either. Don't waste your time on me." He plucked away from her and swam headlong in the direction of the Silver Mountain without looking back. *** Back at the pack, he had an emergency meeting with Issac, who reported back on the information from Olivia: the mermaids lurking on the shallows of the Dark River found a group of frail girls coming out of the ship's cargo hold. And a few of them turned into wolf form from time to time. "Are they the girls sold to the Full Moon Island?" Archer asked.