The Mermaids of Menosea: Knights of Passion, #6

By Ash Gray

After escaping the mysterious mist, Zelda finds herself north of Koradara, on the island of Menosea, where sorceresses and mermaids reside. Those who venture to Menosea are said never to return. Desperate to escape, Zelda seeks the aid of the mermaids, who agree to help her and Calain, but for a price. Don't miss the sixth installment of this lesbian harem romance series!

 

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Calain chuckled. "I did not think you capable of such fury, sweet Zelda. Not until I was standing there in the forest, and you screamed and screamed at me. In an odd way, I suppose I enjoyed it." 

 

Zelda laughed as well. "You enjoyed it?"  

 

"Well, I did not think you would care if I lay with another," Calain said. "Not when you were off with Melvalda and Raven's Cross. But then I saw how hurt and angry you were, and how you looked upon me as if you wished to burn me alive . . . and I knew you cared."  

 

They laughed. 

 

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"You expect me to let you lay with Calain," said Zelda through her teeth, "or else we shall be stranded here?"  

 

The mermaid smiled and blinked innocently.  

 

Zelda started to glow with power. "Do you understand that I am a sorceress? That I could turn you inside-out by blinking?!" Her voice was rising.  

 

"Whatever you can do," returned the mermaid in a bored voice, "it mustn't be much if your knight hath strayed." 

 

"Oo!" Zelda screamed and raised her fist, prepared to dive down and punch the mermaid square in the face. Behind her, Calain gasped her name in shock and grabbed her slender wrist to stop her. Calain's big arm locked around Zelda's waist, holding her back as she squirmed, intent on attacking the mermaid. Realizing she could not break free of Calain without magick – and not wanting to harm Calain -- Zelda took a breath to control herself. Calain hesitated and let go.  

 

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Then the knight drew herself up and looked at them with her calm violet eyes. She was a small elven woman, clad in very ancient silver armor that had been engraved with delicate leaves and flowers. Her sword was an enchanted blade that glowed with blue light, but it was sheathed on her back, and her expression was serene: she did not wish to fight. 

 

Seeing this, Selene and Gweneth lowered their blades, but to their shock – and to the shock of the strange knight – Neserie lunged forward and began beating the elven knight about her head with the broom. 

 

"You dare – burst – in – here," Neserie shouted between whacks, "—and muddy my floor!" 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ash Gray
• Release date: Jun 3, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201489274

Ash Gray

Ash Gray is a lesbian living in California. She writes lesfic (aka fiction for lesbians) in science fiction, fantasy, and paranormal settings.

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The Mermaids of Menosea

Knights of Passion, Volume 6

Ash Gray

Published by Ash Gray, 2022.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

THE MERMAIDS OF MENOSEA

First edition. June 3, 2022.

Copyright © 2022 Ash Gray.

ISBN: 979-8201489274

Written by Ash Gray.

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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Chapter 1

Selene couldn't sit still and paced the front room of her grandmother’s hut restlessly. Cassandra had been in Elwenhal with Aereth for days. Both were lying in a deep sleep in separate beds. Neserie had instructed Selene and Gweneth to take turns feeding Cassandra a mixture of honey and milk while she did the same for Aereth. Both still had a swallow response, because they were not truly in the realm of the fae, but rather sleeping as they passed through. The mixture was supposed to sustain them until Zelda came to Eldaris or until Cassandra found some way to return with the child, which Neserie didn’t think she would.

And if Selene was honest with herself, she didn’t believe Cassandra would return either. She and Gweneth had sent a letter by raven to Zelda, but the gods only knew if it had reached her. Aereth was slipping away into Elwenhal.  They were running out of time.

Stop pacing and sit down, for the sake of the gods, complained Neserie, who was mixing a potion over the firepit for a client. She tossed in a seagull’s orange severed leg, and the cauldron expelled a floom of purple vapor, lining her grumpy, wrinkled face in shadows from under.

Selene stopped pacing and sat down. Obeying her grandmother was subconscious and automatic, since she had been conditioned to do so since she was a very small child with the slapping of a broom if she did not obey. Even now, as a big, strong knight capable of punching through stone, she remembered the broom coming down and mindlessly obeyed. In that moment, she was glad that Gweneth was in the other room with Cassandra and could not see her trauma on full display.

Sitting on a grass mat beside the fire, legs crossed, Selene felt like a little girl again as she watched her grandmother dramatically stirring the cauldron with a great ladle. She had always thought Neserie a true witch, so stereotypical was she, with her warty chin and her patched dress and her black,