No Way! I Carried The Merman King's Baby

Vivian Fowler, an ordinary human, walked into a cross-species fertility center hoping to have a child with her comatose fiancé Colin. The hospital mixed up the sperm sample. The child she carried belonged to William Lewis, the king of the merfolk. William informed her that the royal bloodline had formed a tie bond with her as the mother—if she ended the pregnancy, the backlash would destroy her human body. Before she could process this, her phone rang. Colin was awake. At the hospital, Vivian found her fiancé in bed with Thea, her stepsister. The accident that left Colin comatose had happened while he was rushing to see Vivian—to delay their wedding. Guilt-ridden, she had gone through the IVF alone. She slapped them both, called off the engagement, and tried to terminate the pregnancy. Every hospital told her the same thing: the procedure would kill her. Her father Archie and stepmother Melinda had already promised her hand to Devin Kirby, a brutal creditor, to save their failing factory. When she refused and revealed she was already married, they locked her in a storage room for three days without food or water. On the third day, William arrived, declared her his queen, and made her family slap each other a hundred times before erasing their memories of his true identity. He took her to the deep-sea palace.

The royal court met her with open hostility. Grandmother Danielle declared no merfolk would accept a human queen and demanded William choose: divorce Vivian or surrender the throne. William chose Vivian. Danielle collapsed from reverse tide syndrome—a rare bloodline backlash. Vivian recognized the symptoms immediately. She had spent years studying cross-species biomedicine and had developed a cursed suppressant inhibitor. Against the family's protests, William trusted her to inject Danielle. The grandmother woke. The royal physician confirmed the inhibitor was self-developed and had saved her life. Aunt Jane, who had accused Vivian of buying the medicine from the black market, was forced into a wager: if the medicine proved authentic, Jane would slap herself and apologize before everyone. The results came back. Jane slapped herself. Vivian had won her first battle in the palace, but Jane and the noble mermaids who adored William were far from finished.