Female Siren Head Novels & Stories

I didn't want her to go crazy if the sirens started singing again. To my surprise, the sirens went backwards. They were still on fours. I looked at Zeus who was staring at me with the same look on his face as mine. "I, Dabria Cerberus, the Mistress of the Cerberus territory, heiress to the Cerberus throne, command you to bring me the extra rstion you have saved in your dane." I ordered the sirens, turning my head towards them. It was more of a gamble and I was not sure at all if it was going to work.

She has voices to hear. She heard a growl. It was loud and the person from whom the moaning was coming seemed to have a hard time. "Who are you?" She asked. She looked around but she really couldn't see anything. "Miss Siren ..." That was a man's voice. "Where are you? Face me!" She shouted. Until she heard laughters. "Siren, Siren, Siren ..." She heard different voices. There are female and male voices. There was a voice that seemed scared and a voice that seemed to have difficulty breathing.

I tried not to think too hard on that bit of improvement. “Sadareen, your people might know her as the mother of all sirens. She is one of the few true immortals in this world.” Micah spoke with a detached voice, one that held a deadly edge. “The sirens of this world are not like those of your legends. They live in our oceans, and only emerge to feast. They are scaled, webbed creatures that covet beauty above all. The only way to hold back one of the few immortals is to curse them in some way, bind them to a physical form. Sadareen was once the spirit of the ocean, but make no mistake; she was not kind nor benevolent. The only way to stop the endless death was to bind her into a human form.

Avisa says, Carrie hates that the conversation has been steered away from the topic she needed. “Hello to you to little siren,” she is a siren? She finds this amusing how a siren can be so comfortable with a vampire. “Come on let us leave the Crescents alone.” Dylan says starting his teleportation spell. When the group had left, she tried to start a conversation with Arnoux but he ignored her. But she doesn’t care, she is now sure both Avisa and Ophelia are sirens, and what most would call, a vampire’s treasure, and she knows a certain vampire that would make a fortune out of the two women, a certain Jason Stoker.

I can feel a headache already starting to form after all of this knowledge. I blink focusing back in as Serena is still speaking, “Sirens like myself, are specialized in their ability to convince people to do anything we please with just our voice. We live a lifespan on par with wolves. My mother who is full Siren can also grow a tail when in water. I can not grow a tail because I am not a full blooded Siren as I have a lovely wolf. But I can breathe underwater, swim exceptionally fast and have powers of persuasion. We also have songs that let us do particular things. For example, I have a song that calls upon a torrential storm no matter where I am. Another one that can heal minor injuries.

My hearing and eyesight improve as I swim around looking at my new home. “You can’t be a queen without people to rule.” I look at my father as he waves his hand and I watch thousands of people like me manifest from a shell he is holding. My people, the sirens. “You will rule the seas. You can go on land. Your power will be endless, Asteria. My daughter, the first siren. All humans and other shifters will fear you and your people, as you are the strongest.” I move closer to him and hug him, my tail wrapping around him.

they could see her ferocious eyes and they had fear deep in their hearts but for the life of God, they could not stop themselves from moving forward. Getting closer and closer to the tank. Kendra watched as the humans were hypnotised by the queen’s siren. She did not know that the queen could do that, the only siren she knew was the cry for war. That was the only she needed to know as a warrior, she did not care to know the rest and was now amazed to see what the queen could do. The head researcher who was first in the room when they heard her cry was also the first to reach the tank.

Her laugh was like a song as expected of a siren. She climbed to the smooth floor and sat with a little difficulty. Her tail is heavy out of water. Currently, her siren form is as follows: A face bare of make up, enchanting silver eyes, tempting, full red lips, black fin-like ears, bluish grey long hair that starts to flutter without any wind once out of water, a sea shell bra, a transparent skirt studded with silver pearls at the waist and an obsidian black tail with gold spirals. Her tail fin is very wide and grey colored.

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.

"Her immune system is weakening. The Siren's Affliction will progress faster. You must be more vigilant. Remove all hard surfaces from your home." Liam's eyes grew wet. "I understand." The doctor's words only solidified his decision. The moment the door closed, he called his assistant. "Get Isla enrolled at the Institut Alpin in Switzerland. Money is no object. Handle her transfer and enrollment immediately." He turned to a dazed Elara and pulled her into a gentle hug. "It's alright, my little siren. She'll be gone. You'll never have to see her again." Elara looked up, a strange emptiness in her gaze. "Good."