Books About Sirens Mythology Novels & Stories

“What the hell just happened?” He hesitated, then asked, “Have you ever heard of the Moonborn Siren, sire?” I searched my memory. “No. Why?” “You’ll understand your mate better once you do.” That was all he said before bowing and leaving like a cryptic old seer. Gods, I hated when he did that. After the maids finished drying and changing Ana, I headed to the royal library. I searched every corner until I found a thick, deep blue book embossed with swirling silver patterns. The title caught my eye: The Moonborn Siren.

Just as he arrived, he saw that his mate was halfway being pulled away through his portal by a siren. Sirens were female creatures, half bird and half woman with alluring voices, their power rested in their melodious voices. They could vocally make one fall under their spell and persuade them to do their bidding. Usually, they used dreams or hallucinations as a means to lure the individual out of consciousness so they would let down their guard. Only weaklings would fall under the spell of a siren, he was no weakling. Such couldn't be said for his fragile little human mate, who was now following him silently as they walked back to the house.

But even as I voiced those reassuring words, I couldn’t shake off the chilling feeling that seeking the Sirens might be our most perilous quest yet. "We've faced formidable foes before, Sophia. The Sirens, with their entrancing melodies and deceptive allure, will be no different," Alex declared, trying to mask his anxiety with determination. But Elena, with a far-off look in her eyes, whispered, "It's not just their songs, Alex. The Sirens possess an ancient magic, one that predates most creatures of our realm. It's said that they can peer into one's soul and unveil the deepest desires and regrets."

Denise said. "You almost killed him, you almost killed everyone of us" Bella stayed with no other words to make her listen to her. "You think I don't know that" Denise answered seating on the sofa, she couldn't forget that she had almost killed each one of them most especially Bella and Coast, she couldn't even look at Bella in the face. Bella took out a book and read, "The sirens are mythical creatures summoned for revenge, when summoned they take the body of a host and manifest their revenge, the host however preferable human can never escape the sirens until the work is done.

"The book goes into detail how the song itself could've been used by these underwater creatures called sirens. Some of these sirens used to live in Atlantis until something happened and they broke apart. It seems as though Atlantis wanted to stay a memory in people's hearts, but sirens may have supposedly wanted the complete opposite. Just a theory though..." Leona slowly nodded, fear suddenly taking over her body. "Sirens, at least in Greek mythology, are known to use their voices to lure sailors into the depths of the ocean...it wouldn't be too surprising if sirens were taking this special song somehow and maybe using it to make researchers forget about Atlantis. It would explain why so li

We had no idea why they had done it since ancient times, but there was a tale that said that the Sirens were children of the minor god of water named Trent and the minor goddess of land named Terra. Unfortunately, their children tried to overpower the first ruler of the Beastman World, making them receive a direct punishment from the Queen Goddess Hera for disobeying the order set by the Supreme Being. It was said that they no longer bore any females of their race, pushing them to capture females from the other tribes in secret. They have a longer life span than regular beastmen since they are children of the minor gods and goddesses, but even if they take any females from the other tribes,

Chapter 13 >Club Equinox. Day< “A siren?” Zeke nods his head, a grim expression across his face. “Sirens are mystical beings, older than both vampires and werewolves. They feed on psychic and sexual energies.” “Wait a minute. Do you believe it´s possible that a siren is responsible for my repressed memories?” “It´s a possibility.” Zeke eyes me warily. “Who are you, Laura Rose? What´s your connection to the oracles?”

Sirens are dangerous creatures that consumed the Greeks with their vocal lies. My life is a web—an intricate entanglement of the choices I have been forced to weave. I've created a web and have pinned Selah in the middle of my problems. I'm the hungry spider that feeds on the fly that she is. When my web breaks, I spin another barrier.... another lie. I wrap Selah around and around like a mummy for later consumption.

"The siren is a liar, Amber. I watched the dragons, remember? I watched them along with the fairies. There were very few dragons that didn't like the fairies. Sirens didn't interact with the dragons and moved between the realms secretly. None of the sirens appeared friendly with the dragons. Furthermore, no one is starving. Currently, the dragons are at war. The few remaining dragons who hated the fairies are losing, but no one is starving. There are more than barren lands in that realm. The siren who spoke to Sara didn't say a single word of truth. You are a kind soul, Amber...but that kind soul could cause devastation to the Earth. You need to find this siren discreetly. We need to know wh

Unfortunately, that peace is fleeting, and my sleep is filled with nightmares. Every once in a while, I dream of Moby finding me, lost; he's healed, whole. With him comes the brightest light I've ever seen-the type I imagine angels would bring-illuminating the world around me, bringing color to what was previously black and white. He's my true north, the star I can follow to safety, but no matter how far I travel, he stays just out of reach. My heart cries out to his, hearing only the response, "Follow me." I always wake in a frantic search for my husband, only to find him sleeping next to me, the same Moby I left when I drifted off the night before.