Demon Siren Novels & Stories

My heart hammered against my chest, but the song it sang wasn’t just terror. What was wrong with me? “Dad,” the demon said slowly. “Your sire?” Sire. What the hell was a sire? Wait, I’d heard that word before from some medieval show I watched last spring. “Y-Yes,” I choked out. His crimson eyes narrowed, flickering with a thought I couldn’t read. Whatever it was, he didn’t say it aloud. Did demons even think the way we did? Did their minds work the same as ours? Softly, he purred, “Let me in.”

Brianna raises an eyebrow at me and her dimples return as her face softens. "Alright, that I can accept. You're crazier than I give you credit for. They aren't coming back. I know it's hard to accept, but they're dead." No, they'll come back. They are sirens now, but she doesn't need to know that. Not yet anyway. "I realize that now. I'm sorry to have scared you. Let's watch a Tim Burton film," I say as I pull out a few of her DVDs.

And he knew the Netherland Knights well enough to know they’d not want any part of this section of the forest. Too close to Battling. Battling Country was the realm where demons and darker things preferred to lurk. And this section of the wood that framed its border until the Black Mountains veered up, was known to be haunted by a powerful sorcerer. One that doesn’t like to be disturbed. Zierno laid the woman next to a thick tree where he collared her with some fabric and tied her hands behind her back. Hitching her to that tree for safety purposes. My safety. In-case she goes berserk again.

She cried. She stood up from my feet and walked toward my father. "Alpha, this was not an ordinary death" she screamed. "She behaved just like this…" the woman opened her eyes very widely and put her palm on her neck like she was strangling herself. "That was how my sister died" she demonstrated still in tears. "It was like…a demon possessed her." She sobbed." My father looked over to me and my heart skipped. The simple mention of a demon just pierced something in me. "Do not speak of such" My father blurred at the woman. "The North is purified and such evil does not lurk around the premise."

That’s how he found himself in the closest police precinct begging the officers to help him. “Please! Arrest me!” Rell screamed as he practically fell into the doors constantly looking back to see if the demon would follow behind him from his apartment, convinced he’d seen his horns in his rearview mirror. “Sir, please, calm down. Why do you think we should arrest you?” The confused officer asked, looking at Rell as if he was another strung out junkie just looking for a place to stay the night. “Tha- that man! That devil!” He screamed hysterically.

El-Kharis explained, tired of defending his mate. "That does not matter, El-Kharis. Whether she is a human orb or not, she is a potential danger to us, and we need her to leave," Zareon, an earth demon, said angrily. "Zareon, you better know your place. Don't forget you are just a representative of your god here," El-Kharis snapped back, standing up angrily to leave. "She is a demoness of all five elements, El-Kharis," Lilith finally spoke, her terrifying yet calm and alluring voice echoing across the room, prompting El-Kharis to sit down again.

Blood lust is the only thing the room could feel, one of those arrogant sirens his mate, how absurd, he feels no connection with any of them rather than wanting to tear them apart. “Sirens?” Arnoux asks, bringing Dean’s anger and bloodlust down, “in land, I haven’t seen any since her majesty the siren queen died.” “For good reasons, I think they should stay at sea,” Dean snorts, “they are savage creatures.” “You really need to fix your darn attitude; your mate could be a siren.” He sighs thinking about the possibilities of one of those sirens being his mate, if it is true, it better not be that Avisa girl, even her name makes his heartbeat fast, with anger he assumes.

But she always bounced back, laughing at his efforts, swearing that she would escape one day and wreak havoc on all of Slora's rulers. At that point, Theoden became afraid. He returned to the sage for a solution. Lian himself could not guarantee a permanent one but showed Theoden a way to keep Pandora from resurrecting. Under Theoden's leadership, Pandora was dismembered. Each limb was marked with a spell and locked within the forbidden chambers of the Yealan temple, a city considered the holiest in Slore. Theoden hid Pandora's core in Damaris, ensuring that the Demon Queen would never awaken as long as he was alive...

Reiya: Hello there. Kiri: I knew there was something wrong with the crowd. Ban: What do you mean? Anex: Haha. My daughter's senses are sharp as always. Kiri: They were under a spell. Mind Manipulation Spell. There was no such demon who goes by the name of Hage Raker. Ban: How would you know that? Lisa: Kiri's been visiting these auctions since she was small. Of course she recognized the demons in and out who are avid auction fans.

Chapter 9: Evidence " There's no shame in being afraid. Hell, we're all afraid. What you gotta do is figure out what you're afraid of because when you put a face on it, you can beat it. Better yet, you can use it." -One Tree Hill ************ |Verena| "Thank God the key fits." I whispered. We were currently standing in the alleyway at the back of the apartment complex, in front of the narrow, rusted door labelled "Backup Generator Room."