Another Ariel Story

Another Ariel Story

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My names Ariel. I have red hair. Ironic right? I absolutely hate being laughed at for it everyday too. But you know the difference between me and Ariel? Well one I'm obviously not a mermaid, and two I'm not brave at all. In fact I can't even talk to people without choking up and running away. And on top of that, my boyfriend just broke up with me. No big deal right? Well no it is a big deal because if you didn't read before, I am shy as fudge. He was really the only one I could talk to other than my sister Alana. So yeah here I am sitting on the beach crying to myself but then I see him. I save him. And now I'm learning to let go. ************************************* A/N Thanks so much for even taking time to check this book out.
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"Well, what do we have 'ere?" A hoarse voice stated above me, making my eyes glaze upward in the direction of the culprit, only to freeze at the icy, crystallized irises of the owner. There, above me, was the man I saved, looking insanely at me with crazed eyes and a mocking tone. His hair was stuck on his forehead and the smudged eyeliner created a trace of dark lining on his face, making him look hauntingly. The man gazed at my form in amazement and wonder before they captured mine again, sending an icy cold sensation coursing through my vein, making me shiver. He was frightening and breathtaking at the same time. "A mermaid, aye?" he questioned as his gaze trailed down the length of my body. Grabbing my arms with one hand, he caressed my face gently, his thumb grazing my parted lips before they went below my hair twirling a single piece. I struggled from underneath him when he let the hair graze my breast underneath my blackened hair. Grinning at me madly, my eyes narrowed distastefully as his hand touched my crimson scales, stroking the tail almost lovingly. "Is this how you repay your saviour, pirate?"

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