Castle Swimmer Siren Novels & Stories

in colors that rippled like oil in water, emerald, sapphire, obsidian, and stormcloud silver. Their upper halves retained a human likeness but were touched by the ocean, luminous skin that sometimes shimmered like wet moonlight, long dark hair threaded with kelp and pearls, and eyes too bright, too deep, reflecting your worst fears or darkest desires. They could shift, unlike traditional merfolk, walking on land for a time, though their true power came from the water. On land, they were tall and ethereal, their limbs long and elegant, their movements unnaturally fluid. But the longer they stayed away from the sea, the more it cost them, cracking skin, burning thirst, the call of the tide be

The poolside bed was a bit far from the completion pool but I can see everything that took place from where I am with Siren. The whistle was blown when I was busy staring and losing myself in Seraf. It jerked me back to reality and I held my breath. It was as though I was underwater with him. It takes some seconds before Seraf finishes up, but a minute for Bastiano. Again he came short. I smiled when Seraf was pronounced the winner, and I heard Siren nodded in acknowledge. " He is the best swimmer I have seen around here. Are you sure he isn't a merman? "

Bellamy chewed on his finger nails as he paced up and down the living room of Thea and Penny’s apartment. “Are you sure we can trust this Alex person?” “Yes, we can trust Alex… Bellamy, we would never put Lissa in harms way,” Thea tried to reassure Bellamy. “So, what, is she a siren as well? How will she even be able to protect Lissa?” Bellamy cracked his knuckles. “No, she’s not a Siren, there’s only 3 of us and plenty capable of protecting Lissa, just not from a bunch of psycho witches.” Penny stretched out on the couch resting her legs on Thea.

Their boat was anchored, so that they can swim and have fun for a few hours. Sierra looked at the blue water with a hint of fear. She knows how to swim, but she is not that good of a swimmer either. And moreover, it's been years since she swan anywhere, let alone an ocean. But looking at how eager and hopeful Claire looked, she couldn't say no. So she closed her eyes and jumped into the water with a splash. "Yay" Claire cheered. Sierra opened her eyes while trying to stay afloat. The coldness of the water made her shiver slightly, reminding her of Xavier's eyes from last night. That made her shudder all over again.

Standing in the rusted skeleton of a dry dock was a familiar silhouette. Siren. She wasn't wearing her silver-fox silks. She was clad in greasy overalls, her cybernetic eye covered by a thick leather patch. Beside her sat a "Skimmer"—a low-profile, flat-bottomed boat powered by a manual diesel engine, an ancient beast of iron that emitted no digital signature. "You're late, Thorne," Siren rasped, her voice barely audible over the lapping water. "I had to bypass three automated patrol buoys to get this bucket here. The Circle is tightening. They’re starting to pulse the water with sonar every twenty minutes."

The siren smirked and stop singing, she look at Catrina who has or realized that she is in the ocean standing no floating in front of the siren. Catrina flap her hands when she felt her breath stuck in her chest, the other entering her mouth. She forgot the teachings she had with saphira as her brain couldn't register anything but the fact that she was drowning. "So you were here to capture me? To do what? Kill me?" The Siren who's voice is like a bubble popping asked Catrina who kept flapping her hands. Tears trickled down her eyes but was wash away by the water.

‘Let’s go for a swim,’ she whispers in my ear before she jumps off my lap pulling her dress off, I catch a glimpse of her breasts as they bounce before she turns towards the boat giving me a good view of her ass, the little heart at the back of her thong winking at me as she pulls the fabric up her hips and walks to the edge of the boat, flicking her hair as she goes. ‘Tease,’ I call after her already shredding my clothes as I chase after her, she squeals when she sees me inches from her as I grab her waist jumping off the boat as we both crash into the water, creating a splash, Zelda transforms into her siren form, her silver tail is stunning.

In her haste to get away from Natalia, she had forgotten about how deep the middle of the lake actually was. Flailing and thrashing, Amelia tried to swim to the surface of the lake only to find that something had wrapped itself around her foot and was holding her below. Opening her eyes, she looked down to see a whitish blue hand wrapped tightly around her ankle, trying to pull her deeper. It seemed that a siren had managed to come up higher than they usually did and wanted to make a meal of her. Curling in, Amelia began to claw at the siren's hand in hopes of freeing herself. As she did so, the siren's face appeared snarling and baring sharp black teeth within blue lips and a bluish white f

I watch as Cipher and Siren continue to float downstream. “Get your fucking feet on the ground,” Raptor snarls. “Cipher touched ground,” he says, and from our monitors, I see him reach out to grab Megan. “Siren touched ground.” “Siren, you’ll need to live up to your name better than that. Pool training for both of you after this job is done,” Raptor says as they drag themselves out of the water. “Yes, sir,” they say. “Hacker, anything new for us?” Raptor asks.

I don't know how many minutes have passed, but it feels like I'm doing my best. I have to prove. I have to prove that I'm not broken. I've suffered enough, I'm still hurting, but I'm not broken, Brian. And suddenly I touch the platform and lift me up, breathing heavily. I put off the goggles and remove the swimming cap from my head. Maria wraps a towel around my shoulder, grinning happily. "You did awesome, girl." I look up at the scoreboard. Samlin Greenham - 11:38.04 s Prisi Nessa Heuvel - 11:50.33 s