Port Haven Sirens Novels & Stories

Behind him, three men with silencers cleared the room before anyone could even think to run. "Lorenzo?" My father stood up from the table, his napkin dropping into his plate. His eyes darted to the two armed men flanking his old associate. "What is the meaning of this? The port authorities signed off on the shipping lanes this morning. The split is fifty-fifty."

Exile did not feel like freedom. It felt like work. Lys moved through the underbelly of a port city that smelled like salt, diesel, and old secrets, hands shoved in the pockets of a stolen jacket, head down. The docks were a maze of stacked containers and half‑functional lights. Siren had used this place once—still did, in quieter ways. Their fingerprints were everywhere if you knew how to feel for them: in the way certain yards were always “under repair,” in the cargo that never quite matched its manifests.

What had Arisha seen in her young life? Sharon pulled Arisha into a chair. “Habibti, sit quietly and play your Candy Game.” Pulling out her phone, Arisha smiled lovingly at her mother. Through his earpiece, he heard the teams checking in, approaching from the wrong level. That was his fault for rushing the meet. Sully spoke into his comms. “We’re on level two. At the food court.” He turned to Stone. “They’re approaching from entrance five, but they’re still on level one. Intercept them.”

“You know what? I want to hear it.” She walks over to me and sits near me. “Tell us why you are a psychopath.” She says. She then looks at her wrist as if there’s a watch there and says “And hey, be quick about it. I want to hear the entire story before you get thrown in prison.” ............... Sirens. A siren is a device that makes a long prolonged sound as a signal or warning. They are usually attached to ambulances, police vehicles, fire trucks, and more.

As they approach the harbor, he cannot help but groan in anger, his mate's lives and many other mermaids' lives hang on a thread because of some egotistical vampire who lusts for the throne. The scene at the ship is a gruesome one, blood splatter everywhere and men with decapitated heads on the floor. "What? What happened here?" Holden asks bewildered, "do you think sirens attacked them?" "No, they must have kidnapped a siren, fools they must be aware of the siren's gruesome nature." "Seems the second prince might start a war with sirens, we should report this to the king." "No, not yet we need concrete proof, you know the queen is not on our side." He cursed his mother's dying wish for aski