Calling Siren Head Novels & Stories

“Call me if you need anything.” I nodded, watching his retreating back as he closed the door behind him, a nod of farewell to Cynthia. “Kira?” Deidre’s assistant called a moment later. I was thoroughly engrossed in the controls, trying to figure out how to move each camera. They had been impeccably placed, of course. But I wanted to be thorough. “Mmm?” “There’s a call for you on line one.” “A call?” “Yes, Kira,” she replies patiently.

Chapter 83 – Surface The sirens weren’t subtle. They didn’t wail in panic. They didn’t race past. They surrounded. Layered. Approaching from multiple directions. Not responding to an incident—closing a perimeter. Reeves stood still in the hollowed chamber, listening like he could triangulate jurisdiction by sound alone. “That’s not local,” he said. “No,” the tailored man replied quietly. “It isn’t.” My phone buzzed again. Unknown sender.

Steel and Hellfire are watching over Wendy’s shoulder to monitor the outside perimeter. “Can you zoom in?” Councilwoman Rebecca asks me. “Only so much. We still have too much area that isn't connected here in the dead zone,” I tell her. Through the earbuds, I hear Siren say she’s got her father’s scent. “Stay with the squad, Siren,” Raptor growls. “He doesn’t get away this time,” she growls back. “We’ve got movement outside the vans,” Wendy says. “How many?” I ask, seeing Steel lean over Wendy from the corner of my eye.

He activated a secure internal comms line to a deep-site location. "Cassandra! Status report! They found the perimeter." Cassandra’s voice was instantaneous, laced with panic. "Benjamin, we tracked a massive data spike. They triangulated the location of the Siren the moment you brought the comms online! They're coming by sea! Get out of there now!" Benjamin shoved the flash drive into a hidden slot in the dashboard. He grabbed a heavy-duty, marine-grade life vest and clipped it around me, his eyes locked on the cabin door.

My ears are ringing, my hair is soaked, and I’m trying to cover my face while blindly fumbling with the controls. “Velara?” Damon’s voice calls from outside the door. “How do I turn this off!” I shout in panic. “The blue dial!” he answers. Of course it’s the blue one.

I could feel her. I reached for my phone, my fingers fumbling as I hit the speed dial for my head of security. "Where are you?" I barked into the speaker. "Two blocks behind you, Sir," Miller’s voice was too calm. It made my skin itch. "We have the intercept ready, but traffic is heavy. If we ram them now, it’s going to be a scene. The police—"

The bolt explodes with a purple energy that matches the same sound as thunder. The arm in which the siren caught the shaft rips half in an upright fashion. Their left eyes are blown off and their face, left side of their torso and legs are ripped in the same fashion. There body falls to the forest floor almost instantly dead but in that same moment, the other talking siren reacts just as fast. The trident in the tree slams in her right hand and now with the blood of her sister upon her visage, she charges in the void of the forest only to be meant with a terrifying roar of a panther. Meanwhile, one of the sirens that holds Togin still releases him and draws her trident. Once she does the rin

They come prepared doing shits like these! Another call disturbed his thoughts. Siren immediately answers the call. "Meet me tonight, nine o'clock. If you want to see your friend still breathing, you will come alone. No one's with you. No bodyguard, no police. Get it?" "Once I get you, you will pay for this, you bitch!" Siren screamed. But the the lady on the other line cuts it. " She wants me to go alone, what will I do?" Siren starts crying again.