Greek Siren Novels & Stories

His exposed chest gleams in the sunlight, almost with a glittering glow. I may have been upset with Cherum for speaking ill of sirens, but siren men really are the worst. They can use their beauty and charms to manipulate a woman, even without using their magic. They are called sirens for a reason, and not often referred to as mermen and mermaids. Their seductive qualities are a temptation to all weak-willed individuals who look upon them. Being bred from the ancient fae kind who are known for their beauty, and with succubus or incubus demons, master at manipulation and seduction, my pack does not trust them easily. Not with our wars with demon kind of the North. Other packs will form treati

I could feel his onyx eyes settle on me as he continued. "Whatever you do, do not fall victim to their calls. We will have to cross the Sirens who live in the lakes, and they are cunning little creatures. One-touch from them, and you're dead." He didn't say anything else before urging his horse to move forward, and we all followed, moving further out of the dead forest, and closer to the deadly waters of the Sol.

I could feel his onyx eyes settle on me as he continued. "Whatever you do, do not fall victim to their calls. We will have to cross the Sirens who live in the lakes, and they are cunning little creatures. One-touch from them, and you're dead." He didn't say anything else before urging his horse to move forward, and we all followed, moving further out of the dead forest, and closer to the deadly waters of the Sol.

A siren? How in the world was this possible? Sirens were never supposed to exist. They were bedtime stories that the elders decided to put in the pups' books so that they didn't wander into the ocean unsupervised. She was a monster from a children's book who lured unsuspecting enchanted humans to their deaths. There was no mistaking the alluring quality of her eyes or the seductive and confident body language.

Sirens were the only ones with the power to compel. "Yes. The stream is connected to a river. Maybe she was just a young siren wanting to explore." Luciana nodded. "I want to use the library." Raziel shook his head. Knowing how curious she could be, he didn't bother to talk her out of it, not like he had any reason to. "Fine." Luciana's study showed her what she already knew of the sirens. They had brightly colored hairs, they have the power to manipulate, they are very seductive in nature and some other things.

Her hand latches onto my arm with speed, her flesh making contact with mine. My brothers looked horrified as they snapped from their trance. They know the consequences of being marked by a Siren. Marine is one of the many ancient creatures that lurk in the dark sea. She's a siren, a mermaid that sold her soul to the devil for more beauty, any who she touches are then rightfully hers. Men feel attracted to her, in a way that puts them In a never ending trance, she lures them into her feeding grounds, and then she eats them.

He smiled at her “Ok” Maddie said excitedly “I’ve been asking for weeks but she won‘t tell me. Elder Nait, what is a sirens song?” “It is a song sung by the Fae’s. When the world was filled with them, they would sing; communicating how they felt. They used the wind like a telephone; to send songs or tunes; to talk” “I thought Siren were mythical creatures and related to the sea like merfolk” Maddie said “No. They were an extension of the Fae. When a fairy mated with a merfolk. They had offsprings and not all were able to adapt to living between the sky and the sea”

We walked through what had once been a throne room, and then I remembered a story Elle had told me about the origin of the enchanting sirens. “I think we're in the ancient palace of Crete,” I said with a frown. “Elle told me the origin of the sirens of her kind. She says it all started with the ancient kingdom of Crete, and if I'm not too bad at geography, some Crete is within the ruins of Orurin.”

They needed to teach these humans a lesson or they would never stop. In her anger Norma sang a war siren, one that was beautiful and pleasant to hear but those who heard it could not help but feel sad. They did not know what the siren meant as there were no words they could understand but it pulled at their heartstrings making them feel sad and vulnerable. They stopped what they were doing and listened. One would have to be heartless if they did not feel sad when they heard that siren. It was a war cry, Norma chose the siren because it spoke of how blood should spill to cleanse bad deeds.

Like a werewolf, a Drakon shifter is often short-tempered and possessive. Sylvies - also known as the forest spirits, take on a deer shape and cohabit the woods with the pixies (fairies), seeking peace and harmony. Sirens, commonly called mermaids or mermen, are the messengers of Poseidon—Moon Goddess' fraternal uncle. They are capable of living on land and water. Humans were obsessed with their mesmerizing beauty and vocal cords back in the discovery era, leading to their species' mass hunt. Nowadays, they like to keep a low profile, and many choose to live in their main city, underwater—Atlantis.