Siren Beautiful Novels & Stories

We are talking about the sirens. Just like humans, there were many different types of sirens: males and females who took pride in their fish tails of different shapes and colours; and among all of them, there was one that stood out the most, thanks to her beauty, pale skin, bright aquamarine tail and vibrant pink hair. Her name was Marina.

My ears perk up. "Can you tell me about it? We are looking for it as well, but we don't know what it is. A thing, an animal or man." Gen asked and I was silent because I didn't know anything. "I'm going to tell you because even if you know, you won't be able to find it. Aqua Siren is a mermaid. Three mermaids, beautiful but dangerous. They kill people they don't like. In the past, I always saw them there on the rocks and the scales you see are theirs. But suddenly they left. It's been two days since I saw them." This is a story that made our eyes widen.

Or maybe because they knew that the sirens could keep them safe. "Follow me, please." The siren walked as her mermaid tail that she used for singing morphed into a pair of legs immediately. Tony watched everything like a lost puppy. Laura was trying to dilute her thoughts by pouring in many other descriptions of the most beautiful wetland she's ever seen. It was as if they'd walked into Olympus. "Your majesty awaits you," Said, the curtains were drawn open for the guests. Inside the chamber was the elder siren. He expected the daughter of the sun to meet him, as well as her daughter, in a quite literal sense.

Grumbling under his breath Tristan turned and stalked toward a grouping of huts in the far side of the bailey. It was the early hours of the morning. The sun just rising when Miernephen heard the rumbling, echoing voice of one of the Water Princes. “Lust…” The Seringue turned bright orange on her arm, searing and hissing. She squealed behind her clamped lips. Sliding over the floor. Waking Zierno. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “What’s going on?” He rolled off his bedroll to scurry over to her on all fours. Seeing she was clearly in pain. Her skin flushed and her gold eyes burning to deep red. She bared her teeth. Hissing and writhing in anguish.

We're at the beach enjoying the sun, the breeze and the smell of the ocean. "Mamá! Bampás chase me." Atlas giggles showcasing his right dimple, he runs in a circle with Basil chasing him. His red curls bounce with each step and his bright green eyes are happy. Calliope is next to me building a sandcastle, with her dark wavy hair and midnight blue eyes she almost looks exactly like Basil. "Baby how about you go play with Atlas and Bampás." She shakes her head. "No, I stay with sister and mamá." She's stubborn just like her father. A babbling Eleni sits on my lap drooling on her fist.

Or at least in my imagination that is the way it happens. "That's a great idea. It's a plan then. What's the name of the prison?" "Siren's Point," Brianna says. I look at Aiden and he looks at me. All I can think about are the voices of sirens carrying me away toward the depths of Poseidon's sea. King Caspian if he's real will want to know soon if I want to join his league of sea maids. But the more I look at Aiden, and the more I think about what I am rumored to be the scary my feelings become. I have no reason to believe the sirens of course. They could be making up the entire story just to enchant me into my death.

A twenty-eight-year-old charismatic, ambitious, and cunning woman who knew how to manipulate situations to her advantage and was not afraid to play dirty if needed. She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Closely the same height with Lilith, a lithe figure with seaweed green eyes, full lips that was always painted red, high cheek bones, on all an oval shaped face. She had gotten her nickname, 'The Siren,' due to having seduced many men who'd, in turn, tell her secrets that shouldn't be let out. She had brought about the downfall of many men, and she wasn't sorry about it. In fact, it was like a game to her. When she set her eyes on a target, she barely let go and would do an

In the end, Marvin turned to look at me, his gaze sharp and vicious. I said nothing in response. Right then, Anthony walked over to my side. "So, what exactly did he do?" I was about to answer when my phone buzzed. It was a notice from the local precinct. "A woman living alone in Bayview Residences on the east side has gone missing. Police found drag marks at the woman's doorstep. Surveillance footage from the residential area shows she was last seen getting into a black Mercedes G-Class SUV."

Sara believes this girl 100%," I gasp out before glancing at Lucian with wide eyes. He kisses my forehead and looks down at the waiting sisters. My heart begins to hurt for Sara. I know she believed the Siren just as I did, and when I tell her we won't help, I will be labeled the bad guy. "We will look into this," Lucian says, and they nod. "If the siren has the power to put people to sleep by using her voice, she might be able to control their dreams once they are in that sleep. Maybe the interaction Sara had was a dream or an allusion," Selene says while glancing at her sister.

It also scarred my life. There was one woman who captured my eye in the crowd, a woman that was so familiar. She looked at me with pity. I smiled at her. Tears fell from her face. “Don’t….cry……Psyche..” I spoke as I closed my eyes. Letting darkness consume me. I feel less sad knowing that I saw a familiar and lovely face before I died.