Male Siren Novels & Stories

Another lunged at her with a blade of coral and glass, but Valia caught the wrist mid-swing, crushed it, and drove her claws into the Siren’s throat. A male Siren lunged from the side, his trident singing with blue fire. Ligon caught it between both hands, twisted, and shattered it, sending shards flying. His snarl reverberated through the cavern, shaking loose a rain of crystal dust. Still, the Sirens sang. Their harmonies swirled through the air like invisible chains, pressing against the warriors’ minds, coaxing, commanding and seducing. But Valia’s lips parted, her own voice rising in answer.

"I know what you're thinking, Cam. Stop. Today will be about you following commands without hesitation in a respectful way. Nothing more. Understand?" "Yes." My voice trembled slightly though not from fear-I was drowning in anticipation. I immediately caught my first blunder, following up my one-word response with, "Sir." It earned a smirk from him as he cocked one brow. "When we enter into play, it's always Sir. What's your safe word?" "Butterfly." "Take off your clothes. Wait for me on the bed. Kneeling. Head bowed."

Usually a siren will breed with multiple males, but in my case, the male sirens aren’t strong enough to mate the queen. The last time a siren tried, he died just from the initial fight. Sirens fight before and during. We can mate in the water and on land. The other difference is that once a shifter is marked, they don’t have heats. But sirens. Even if we are marked, we still go into our mating season.

"When I do these infusions, I always warn everyone that anything can happen even recessed genes could magnify themselves, so be prepared. Most don't even listen to that part, they are too eager to get started." She takes a breath and makes sure he is listening which he is, to her surprise, so she continues. "It seems that somewhere down Raven's DNA line, there was a 'Siren' I suspect it was her Father and we need to watch Lucas for the same thing, "Kelly?" Dr. Brooks turns to her. "Yes Ma'am, 'Siren-men" or Kerkopes'. These male sirens are said to have the same enchanting voices as their female counterparts and are often depicted as being just as alluring." sh

Mystra began. A photograph was enlarged on the screen. Noriel was a beautiful woman. Her silver hair fell in waves on her waist. Vibrant violet eyes stood out against her olive complexion. The whole thing about siren’s being gorgeous was absolutely true. “Sirens are extremely powerful creatures. The only reason that they were able to abduct her was because of her heat. It can disorient them enough to where they cannot properly fight. Typically, the males will gather up and protect the females during this time, but the three males were murdered. It is the female sirens that these covens prefer,” Mystra explained with a frown.

I whispered. “Yeah. He didn’t realize he had succeeded. That’s why the vampire wants her. She can make anyone listen to, see, and believe, anything she wants. Most sirens can only effect men, but a Eulalia is stronger. When her father sold her, it damaged her. She isn’t in touch with her abilities.” She revealed. “Sirens are a female only species. Therefore, no kings. You can only make a Eulalia with an incubus, concubus, kelpie, or a ponaturi. Each can create some unique power the queen can use for her people.”

He passionately kissed me goodbye. * I won't be far from you, my mate,* he smiled as he watched Dad and I swim away, I could sense his sadness, as we got farther apart. *He is aware that I have other mates too, right?* I didn't want to hurt his heart. *He is, and he knows his place as your fourth mate, it is our way. A male siren will only mate with one female, but the females will have many mates.* I thought fourth? but I only have two not counting David.

Silen. He’s sitting at the edge of the indoor fountain, long legs stretched out, dark blue hair dripping water down his shoulders. He hums softly to himself, a sound too beautiful for this cursed place. The melody winds through the air like smoke, softening everything it touches. It is a song that only a siren could produce. Bubbles immediately flattens her ears. I scoop her up before she can hiss. “Behave,” I whisper. Silen looks up when I approach, his eyes look like the ocean before a storm. “Morning, Aria,” he says, voice smooth as the song he was just humming. “You survived the night, I see.”

If it turned out to be a real siren singing the song, I would be able to command it to stop; the siren would be unable to disobey me due to my command over all sea creatures. Whereas the first floor of the prison was empty, the second floor was at maximum capacity. It was full of Hydras, Krakens, and Sirens with higher magic levels. The Hydra seems to have been locked in the prison for a while, as I was able to walk by it without it so much as lifting one of its nine heads. The Krakens kept reaching between their cell doors, trying to wrap one of their dangerous tentacles around me and drain me of my divine powers; unfortunately for them, I'd learned all about their magical attributes growin

The word hung in the air like ash and flame. "Most of our records conflate the Siren with the Mermaid," the scientist continued, his tone clinical and detached. "It is a common error of the uninitiated. To understand the difference, one must look at the natural world. Think of the Mermaid as an alligator - a localized predator, efficient but limited. The Siren, however, is the saltwater crocodile. Larger, more aggressive, and possessing an impossible strength and kinetic energy that transcends the aquatic domain. While Mermaids lure to drown, Sirens command the very frequency of the original night."