
My mermaid is a robot, and I love her!
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Introduction
When these evil mermaids kidnap Mia, her life is extinguished in a tragic twist of fate. Heartbroken, Andrew defied the laws of nature in a desperate attempt to revive her.
Thus, using Mia's organs and heart, he creates a new creature: a reborn mermaid, powerful and passionate, endowed with extraordinary abilities and, most importantly, a deep connection to him.
Now, this new mermaid awakens in a world where love and revenge intertwine. Though her essence is that of Mia, the reborn mermaid, whom Andrés has named Selene, carries with her fragments of memories that emerge in flashes, leaving her conflicted between her new identity and the love that binds her to Andrés.
Selene discovers that her resurrection has not been without consequences. The sciencie Andrés used to bring her back has upset the balance between sea creatures and werewolves, unleashing the wrath of the evil mermaids who now seek revenge for Mia's death.
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Chapter 1
I was always a different siren from my sisters. I used to collect old books when I visited the human world and wander through the streets looking for bookstores as if they were of vital importance. I used to search for those with indelible ink to continue my readings once she could leave them in a rented house near the beach, where Deisy would only go up to read and lie down in bed. The books were treasure troves, as infinitely full of life as the spring basins, where it was said in the realm of the sirens, they were poured with the same serpentine tears of the Goddess Isis, and from which Mary Magdalene had drunk.
I was born into a privileged family in Oceania. My mother, a direct descendant of the royal mermaid family from Lemuria, owned vast territories, castles, and mansions under the sea, Miami, Greece, and also in various cities on the surface, and my father, who was a professional swimmer in the human world, had accumulated a great fortune as human and triton. Me and my sisters enjoyed living in the depths, but sometimes I wished to discover what it would feel like to live in the human world and walk everywhere with my legs.
I started studying at university last summer. I need to be close to knowledge and history books led me to study Art History. My sister Seila did not go to university, she was a professional stylist in the mermaid world, admired and known for her style and artistic makeup she created for high-class mermaids. Yryhnna, our older sister, was married to Alan, a merman and guardian of the forbidden realm of the Dark Waters, as a guardian he was doing quite well and they had acquired new possessions near the Greek Islands.
I understood that Yryhnna and Alan would soon move very far away, as soon as he was assigned as a sea guard somewhere else. But for now, Yryhnna lives next to us, and I love feeling my big sister near to me.
That's the story of me, Mia, for now.
I hurried to grab my eyeliner and create an Egyptian eyeliner on my eyes, while Yryhnna's melodious voice called me, laughing, asking me to hurry. She was dressed in a bright red crop top that highlighted her fair skin and contrasted with her ruby red lips and blue eyes, her long black hair falling straight down to her hips. Yryhnna was undoubtedly the most beautiful mermaid I had ever known, she was 30 years old, but everyone believed she was younger than 20. One thing that mermaids have is longevity, our bodies produce collagen and glutathione in inhuman quantities, so it takes centuries before the passage of time becomes noticeable. We never get old, even my mother looked like our older sister.
"Hurry, little flower," she said, laughing. "You'll arrive when all the handsome guys are already taken."
"Is that the most fun part of the party?" I asked, changing my coral bra for a coral crop top, adorned with a cascade of small, shiny pearls that covered my back, ribs, and belly. I took a black leather skirt and put it in my purse because I would need to wear it when we transformed.
"Maybe it's the most fun if you're looking for quick sex," said Yryhnna winking at me.
"Enjoy life baby sister, while you can because you are still single"
"Yryhnna!" I screamed laughing, squinting my eyes and sticking my tongue out in disgust.
"Come on, we all know that men, after a few drinks, just want to get inside you. Humans and tritons, they're all pretty basic in that aspect," she explained, her sweet voice turned into a tone of resignation.
We swam out of our house, surrounded by coral and a beautiful garden full of starfish. We searched for Seila in a cave among the rocks, leading to the surface, an area where the clear, sparkling water fell downwards like a waterfall. Swimming through the waterfall, we reached a pool where the ocean water was trapped in small basins. The water was bright and clear, like the pearls on my crop top. Seila, in her human form with two long and slender legs, was wearing a perfectly fitting satin blue dress. She was doing makeup for a client, while another one, transformed into a mermaid, waited sitting next to the water to have her hair styled.
"I said I would come home after work," Seila explains, slowly with a tender voice, raising an eyebrow slightly as she saw her sisters emerge from the sea and walk towards her on two bare legs.
"This place is incredible," Yryhnna said, ignoring her sister and lying down on a hammock held between two palm trees.
"We were ready, and you know Yryhnna loves coming to the reef to watch you work," I said.
"She loves the reef because Yryhnna is a hopeless romantic. I bet she secretly dreams of moving to a place like this with Alán," Seila inquired, finishing a shadow game on her client's eyelids. As I looked at the finished makeup, I had to take a deep breath. My sister was a truly talented artist. Her makeup was truly magical; on her eyelids, two sunflowers seemed to slowly turn as the mermaid looked up. And the honey color of her eyes shone intensely when she stared at you, thanks to a copper color that contrasted with her fair skin and enhanced her gaze. But the most fascinating part was her lips; it seemed as if I was gazing at the calm waves of the sea swaying inside her lipstick. Her lip color was not thick, but it gave her lips a sense of depth and an effect of ocean water within the frame of her mouth. It was astonishing; the lipstick was a light pink, so I observed a peaceful pink ocean that delicately expanded into two curtains when the mermaid opened her lips to smile.
The client took a small mirror and looked, fascinated, her make up finished.
I love Seila! You're the best!
"I'm glad you like me, Eleonor… now go and have fun with your husband. " Says Seila smiling with kindness.
We said goodbye to Eleonor and jumped into the water. Seila was wearing a blue dress, but as soon as she entered the water, her turquoise mermaid tail grew beneath the dress.
Yryhnna and I followed her, we were both naked with our white pants and underwear inside my bag. Yryhnna transformed her legs into a shiny ruby red fishtail, while my human legs turned into a bright orange tail.
We arrived at the beach party, all of us had long, flowing hair and looked absolutely beautiful.
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