Human Siren Head Mga Nobela at Kwento

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

It didn’t take long for the head to not be able to take it anymore and fall directly from the air into the water. “Let’s go over there and have a look.” One of the young boys swam toward it as fast as he could. Next, he picked up the human head from the water. “Huh, is this really a drone? Why does it look so much like a real human head? Look at its skin. It’s slippery and warm.” Saying that, the little boy poked the forehead of this human head. The next second, that human head with its eyes closed suddenly opened its eyes and opened its mouth wide and made a hideous expression at those small kids.

The high-frequency siren was a physical blade, carving through the air of the penthouse. Elara’s vision swam, but her instincts honed by generations of Vane hunters took over. She didn't reach for a panic button; she reached for the silver stylus in her blazer.

Siren said loud enough for Mira to hear her. Mira snapped out of her paralyzed stance, she turned in the direction of where Siren stood with a dagger pressed to Alpha Bastions' neck. As she took a closer look, she also noticed a silver button was embedded on the side of his temple, it was making him too weak to shift or set himself ablaze. With eyes boring into Sirens, one side of her mouth curled upwards into a sinister smirk. She directed her hands to opposite positions of her body, she drew from her source of energy and set the Midnight Pack Warriors ablaze.

You idiot! A frantic Xzavier, who had just shoved his wallet and car keys into a pocket in his pajama pants, stepped back in horror as he stared into his girlfriend's bright green unnaturally glowing eyes. All he saw in them was a deep hunger. Right before his eyes, Xzavier’s girlfriends shorts and underwear were torn into pieces as her legs morphed together into a long, slimy, dark blue fish tail. The baby started to cry even harder once Xzavier’s girlfriend started crawling towards him and the infant's crib. Xzavier drank in his girlfriend's new monstrous features; a maw full of sharp, dagger-like, teeth, gills on top of her collar bones showing through her wet tank-top, her tail, and long

He didn't lift his head up from his drink, but his strong fingers dug deeper into my hip through the fabric of my jeans, anchoring me to his seat as Siren stopped right in front of us, the bright orange flames of the fire casting long, dancing shadows across her lethal face. “You are looking mighty comfortable over there in the dark, Stone,” Siren said smoothly, her smoky voice carrying over the sound of the music. She ignored my presence completely, keeping her sharp green eyes locked straight onto the President’s rugged profile. “I was just talking to some of the boys about the big motorcycle race we are holding down at the old valley track tomorrow morning. The Vipers are putting up a tho

Experimental. Her heart nearly stopped. She recognized that design. Her father’s private research division had used similar prototypes for neural coordination drills. She raised her voice. “Who sent you?” The man didn’t answer. Instead, he raised a small device — sleek, silver, the size of a phone — and pressed a button. Pain exploded in her skull. Sienna dropped to her knees, gasping, clutching her head. The hum she’d felt before roared to life again — louder, sharper, splitting her consciousness in two. Images flashed like lightning: lab rooms, monitors, restraints, Jax screaming.