Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Merman, My Man: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

The idea of escaping disappeared the moment I laid my eyes upon the island. Instead, my heart was filled with eagerness to arrive at the island. It was a bait that no marine biologist could deny. But at the same time, I couldn’t help but recall what Dicken had told me when we were locked in the cargo hold as well as the red-haired merman I met. My excitement dissipated, and my heart sank as I now felt conflicted about going to the island. I was worried something terrible would happen once I got there. I hoped that the unique characteristics of my body wouldn’t catch the eye of another merman aside from Dicken, including that red-haired merman. Regrettably, I didn’t pick up any self-defense skills, so I was just an utterly defenseless woman. The only thing I could do was establish a cordial relationship with Gary, as he was the only one I could rely on when we arrived. As for Laura and the other military-affiliated personnel, I couldn’t trust them at all. ‘But how can I mend my re

As the lifeboats ventured deeper and deeper, the cave seemed eerily similar to the interior of a sea monster’s skeleton. The air within it was cold and stale as if it reeked of death. I could imagine countless souls of the dead floating around in the cave.I knew that there were no ghosts in there. Rather, there were only numerous beings scarier than ghosts—merpeople. This island was their turf, and they could be secretly watching us from one of the tunnels or the waters beneath us. Fear crept up my spine just from that thought. I stayed alert, and I gripped the handgun that was holstered at my waist. My gut feeling told me that the sparkles in the darkness were the light being reflected on some of the merpeople’s eyes. I had hoped in my heart that none of the merpeople noticed us humans entering the cave. If we managed to get through this tunnel successfully and arrive on the shore of the main island, we would undoubtedly be safer there. “Miss Laura, you weren’t making things u

A second after the initial shock, I finally reacted. I had expected that she would abandon me. I whipped out the gun from its holster and gripped it with shaky hands. I waved it at the people around me and warned, “Don’t touch me! I will shoot whoever who dares touch me!” Then, I glared at Laura in anger and said, “Don’t force me off this boat. You have no right to determine whether I live or die. I am not one of your men! If you want someone to go down, why don’t you go down yourself, you despicable woman!” Laura’s brows wrinkled in frustration as her eyes reflected a venomous glare. She said, “Every success comes with a price. It’s a pity that you were born unlucky, Linda. You were destined to be bait, so now’s your chance to fulfill your destiny.” After that, she raised her voice and spoke to everyone else on the boat. “What are you all waiting for? Do you all want to die here?” The sailors on board were eyeing each other in hesitation before glancing at me. They used to b

"No!!!" I screamed in horror and began to reach out to the webbed claw trying to touch my lower body. I felt a sharp pain from my waist; fresh blood dripped down my waist drop by drop. The red merman uttered something in my ear that I couldn't understand. It sounded like a curse. I understood that as a warning. This merman was nothing like Dicken, and he did not care about my life at all. I was confident that he would rip me open and show it to Dicken if necessary. Next, I noticed a long and deep wound on the merman's surfaced tail. Most of the scales around the injury had fallen off, which caused the snowy-white muscles underneath the scales to be exposed. I bet he was wounded while fighting with Dicken earlier. He wanted revenge against Dicken, so he regarded me as Dicken's weakness. I gritted my teeth and tried to stop my body from shivering out of fear, but the pain in my back was severe. I could not move but stared as the red-haired merman tore my pants and caressed my thi

At first glance, Dickenlooked unconscious; his upper body was motionless. When I observed closely, I noticed Dicken’s arm was twitching from pain. I had no experience in bearing the pain of being torn apart or desquamating of scales, but the claws attacking Dicken also seemed to tug at my heart. The pain in my heart had taken over the injuries caused by the red-haired merman on my waist. Without further delay, I bent down on instinct, letting the webbed claws on my abdomen penetrate my flesh. I pulled out the dagger hidden in my boots and immediately pierced through the red-haired merman behind me violently. A sharp cry of distress broke out in my ears immediately. The webbed claws that were locking onto me were loosened. I fell into the water again, and a huge wave hit me after that. I was knocked directly against the hard rocks, and it made me dizzy for a moment. I saw Dicken’s fishtail swung out of the water and directly sweep the mermen above him into the water through my blu