Rusalka Stories

❝ DON'T GET LOST IN THE WOODS FOR THEY ARE HUNGRY ❞ Vesnyana died a long time ago. As a rusalka, she is now bound to haunt the waters that took her life - and drown hapless folks in their cold depths. However, the woods have become quiet over the years, and her endless hungerhas become more tormenting. That is, until the summer solstice, which drives young lovers into the trees in search of the magical fern flower. But only one of them is truly determined to find it. Which is but a game for other youths in the village of Lasow, to Yara seems like the only way to free herself from her sorrows. Little does she know what dangers await her and her best friend Levik due to her desperate pursuit. One of them, lurking in a cold river, desires the flower herself ... _______ ONC 2026 ENTRY: PROMPTS 16, 104, 114

short story of how valerya became a mermaid.

A friend of mine moved to Ukraine. I wrote him a piece of flash fiction about Slavic mythology....

This is in case u can't hear the lines and you want to write ur oc into the story but can't draw. This show is owned by Crystalsinthysky and MythicalGems Animation Myths by the Shore follows a group of teenagers trying to survive their everyday lives in a world where

Still no answer. I was starting to worry. But I heard something form the distance. A voice. Someone singing. It's like a hum of a song I know. A lullaby. A mother's lullaby. That's odd. No one was here. I continued to follow the footsteps, which made the singing even louder. I found a hat, covered with snow. I picked it up and recognized. Pierre's. My face went white. I bolted towards wherever the footsteps lead. I saw him. But another figure ahead of him. A woman. I think. Long, wet brown hair covered her face. Her face was very pale. Wearing a long white dress. Like a nightgown of some sort. She was singing. The lullaby. A mother's lullaby. She was smiling, sweetly, not sinisterly. Like a mother guiding her child to bed.

Werewolf meets Rusałka: a dormant curse meets an undying thirst for revenge. In this dark romance and tragic fantasy, two Polish teenagers must decide what is more important: love or self-preservation.

What happens when local child of a Chinese restaurant owner meets an ancient socially isolated and awkward Rusałka (Slavic Water Nymph) sick of centuries living Ostroda's lakes? They work out their oddities and have an Aussie holiday. That's what happens. This fanfiction is written as a collaboration between me and Polish writer myszkin. Go check out her work at: https://www.wattpad.com/user/myszkin

Sometimes two souls are bound by a force stronger than love, stronger than death. She is a foundling saved from the sea. Too wild, too roguish, too unusual to fit the stiff life at the castle. While her raven heart holds a key to unparalleled power, she remains hostage to its dark secrets. He is a banished mage and seems merely curious about this odd creature, followed by a fae and a beast of a crow. But when their paths cross more powerful forces take charge of their lives. Gods and demons, humans and mages, forgotten magic and lost lives; to know their secrets and discover her own past Lirr must reach the Isle of Mists.

Histoire de pirate, environs 10k mots

a Fishy-list ;)

Have you ever heard of a Rusalka? Well, a Rulsalka starts as a woman who has died a tragic death by a lake. They are given new life as a spirit to kill for the lake by way of murdering their victims. They are to be tied to this fate like a farmer to the land. She is trapped in an eternal blood lust locked by these waters. This however does not stop her from being kind, she may help water mans' crops in the spring, or meet them and fall into love. Who knows? Maybe she isn't as evil as she believes herself to be.

A 10 page doc story that I did for my Mythology class that I decided to post on here as a one shot. 3.2k words Description A Russian named Aleksi is on the run from a Rusalka which is the Russian version of a siren. Read to find out how he gets out of his trouble. All the characters are mine