Siren Angel Novels & Stories

She was sitting at the coffee table as far from Giancarlo and me as the room could allow, and I could see she was trying her best not to look fazed by what she was seeing. She finished writing down the translation and brought the sheet of paper over. I glanced at it and gave it to Giancarlo, who couldn’t hold back his surprise. “Goodbye, till we meet again?” He looked over at me, wondering if I found it as shocking as he did. “Why would the Angel of Death meet a dead man?” Siren asked aloud, to which I joked, “Well, she is an angel. They should be able to see ghosts.” “Not funny.” Giancarlo reprimanded me.

“I don’t need to be.” Something flickers in the angel’s eyes — interest. “You’re more than a Sentinel now,” he muses. “He changed you.” “I saved him,” I say sharply. The angel’s gaze snaps back to me, expression almost reverent. “Yes. You did.” He drops to one knee. The room gasps. Ezra freezes. “What the hell are you doing?” The angel bows his head. “I am Severiel,” he says. “And I would serve you.”

Her blood dripping from the sword and my hand. “How does it feel, baby?” I say as he drops to his knees, clutching his chest. I smirk. I run towards him. As I slash the sword towards him, he moves fast. My eyes widen. Only a vampire or siren can move with such speed. I’m grabbed by the back of my hair and slammed to the ground. He scrambles on top of me and I thrash to move him. “Destroy them!” he says and I feel something come over me. He lifts off me as I stand and rise up into the air. The Angel comes forward.

The twins were Aidens complexion roughly but had auburn hair that made their golden eyes look intense. "How come Lily doesn't have red eyes?" I asked thinking of Vanessa. "Not all demons have red eyes. Most do but sirens all have green eyes." "Sirens are demons?" He nodded and handed me another picture. This time of Blaine and a beautiful woman. Although her and Blaine were the same complexion her skin had a radiant golden glow to it and her eyes were a gorgeous ice blue. "Is she a demon like your mom?" Aiden shook his head. "No Ariel, Blaines wife, is an Angel. They're currently expecting."

she warned all of us. "Tell that to yourself," I sarcastically said with a half-smile on my lips. "I'm a Supreme Being and with me is a fallen angel, a demon warrior, and a nephalem. Those puny creatures are no match for our powers," I confidently said and lead the way inside the dark cave. "Aren't you coming with us?" Aria asked Sirene. "This is as far as I can go. We, the sea maidens are not allowed to get in between the fight between the demons and angels. We live in a peaceful community, and I want that peace to remain with my people," she said in a very apologetic tone.

Dante was obviously a nod to my favorite brother from the same mother. Valis and Mystra were the last ones to arrive at the meeting. It was to plan for the next feeding room where the siren would be present. Dante would be the siren whisperer and would be able to give a detailed presentation about them at the drop of a hat, but he was sadly not here. “Noriel is the siren’s name. She is a friend of mine and was abducted during her mating season. Sirens are similar to Celestials in the way that their blood is coveted for their power and purity,” Mystra began.

she spoke slowly and condescendingly as if mocking him. He sent a glare her way before mumbling under his breath absentmindedly. Remmi rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to me, a question just on the tip of my tongue waiting to be released. "What is a Syren?" I asked. She smiled before answering my question, "Syrens are beings of manipulation and deception. They are absolutely beautiful, which explains your appearance, as well as inhabitants of the deep blue, which means that they can manipulate water at their will."

Seth? He gestured toward the car. "He wants to see you. Now." I took a step back instinctively, shaking my head. "No… no, I can't. I don’t even know him that well. Why would he want to see me?" The man's expression softened slightly. "He said you’d say that. He also said to tell you that his niece, Angel, hasn't eaten since you left." The world seemed to tilt under me. "What?" "She refuses food. She’s been crying since morning."

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

Blood lust is the only thing the room could feel, one of those arrogant sirens his mate, how absurd, he feels no connection with any of them rather than wanting to tear them apart. “Sirens?” Arnoux asks, bringing Dean’s anger and bloodlust down, “in land, I haven’t seen any since her majesty the siren queen died.” “For good reasons, I think they should stay at sea,” Dean snorts, “they are savage creatures.” “You really need to fix your darn attitude; your mate could be a siren.” He sighs thinking about the possibilities of one of those sirens being his mate, if it is true, it better not be that Avisa girl, even her name makes his heartbeat fast, with anger he assumes.