Mlp Sirens Novels & Stories

Normal sound returned. Leaves rustled. Air moved. Silence followed. Heavy. Mael was the first to speak. “I hate interesting.” Silas nodded. “Same.” I looked at Seren. “You okay?” She nodded slowly. “He’s not done,” she said. “No,” I agreed. “He’s just measuring.” The system hummed softly beneath our feet. External threat acknowledged. Adaptive response pending. The circle glowed faintly. Warmer. Alert. Seren stared into the trees.

“Maple, disable the airflow system.” Maple knelt behind the grate, her fingers working wires. Lucien brought a low-grade scanner to Sera's palm. > Lucien: “This will trace chemical signatures. Firebrand uses neural-attuned pheromones to manipulate emotion.” Sera's jaw clenched. > Sera: “When this feeds off me… it’ll know exactly how to drive a wedge between us.” Maple's fingers moved faster. > Maple: “Almost… done.” They spotted an amber glow through the grille, shifting in uneven pulses like a heartbeat. Then silence as Maple flipped a switch. The glow vanished. The buzz stuttered, then died.

It looked like a cross between a manta ray and a nightmare—sleek, bio-luminescent, and trailing long, whip-like tentacles that crackled with blue lightning. “Subject 003-Gamma strain detected,” the AI’s voice was devoid of panic but terrifying in its implication. “Local Designation: Sky-Sirens. Countermeasures engaged.” A dozen more creatures burst from the cloud layer below. They didn't fire missiles; they opened their mouths and let out a sound that transcended hearing. It wasn't a noise. It was a psychic shockwave. Scarlett screamed, clutching her head as a blinding white pain lanced through her skull. The ship’s controls flickered and died. The song wasn't just hurting them; it was rewri

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 said, his voice filled with amusement. Luke's eyes shone with pride and warmth as he spoke, his voice filled with conviction. "I've known you were one of Raven's mates from the beginning." He paused, a gentle smile still on his face. "That being said, Sirens are known to be accepting and open-minded. If a Siren were to form a genuine, consensual connection with a family member, our culture would accept such a relationship. Sirens prioritize emotional connection, mutual respect, and trust above traditional notions of family and relationships."

Zoe doesn’t even stir when I place her in the passenger seat, buckle her into the roadrunner, and drive out of the lot. I watch through the rearview mirror as several police vehicles stop in front of the club. I’m in disbelief at what just happened in there. So many humans hurt. And it was all because of Zoe’s Siren song. It makes no sense. Sirens aren’t violent beings. Regardless of what the myths might say, Sirens are actually very rare. They became scarce when they began mating with humans over a thousand years ago. Most siren and human children have little to no power. They tend to be more human. And Sirens, who can sing with the power that Zoe wields, are unique.

Two boys made a wager to make a siren princess fall in love. Neither expected her to choose them both. In 2036, humans and supernatural beings share the same world—but peace doesn’t mean equality, and centuries-old rivalries are far from forgotten. Eighteen-year-old Amelia Corvo has spent her entire life behind the protection of one of the supernatural world’s most powerful royal families. As the sheltered, fiercely guarded heir to the Siren Crown, Amelia knows exactly what is expected of her: protect her family’s name, obey the traditions of her bloodline, and most importantly, stay far away from boys who have every reason to want a princess. Then she meets Felix Ashford and Dante

“What about the incident from earlier?” “Sirens have certain abilities that help them find prey and keep them safe. One is the siren call and screech. The call lures in food sources, and the screech wards away danger. The second is what my mind did earlier. Cassie calls it head hopping. There are some pureblood abilities that I won’t get the pleasure of having. The coolest one is how they can imprint their memories into a body of water.” “Did she explain why this is all happening now?”

I say as he takes me towards the bed and sits down, and I sit on his lap. “The training. How long does it usually take?” he asks and I turn to look at him. “It depends on how quick the siren learns. Usually a few months. Ione could be quicker or longer. It depends on the ultimate test.” I tell him and he looks at me, confused. I gulp slightly. He will flip his shit when I tell him. Sirens have to defeat a megalodon and hunt using their hands. They have to show survival skills and know how to defend themselves.

The targets are sirens and their blood. It seems she has been planning this for a very long time. “How are we going to protect the sirens? They are the ones in the most danger here.” Dylan had explained the alliance between merfolk, witches, warlocks and some vampires and other shifters. Penelope seems to have an army, and we are just scrambling now to find shifters willing to fight. The preparations were underway; I got to meet many shifters that were committed to fighting with us. Ophelia and Dean were in contact; he had a small pearl that would light up on her face and she would start updating him on the preparations they had been making and the progress.