Siren Beautiful Novels & Stories

The small name patch stitched on the front of her leather read Siren. She was absolutely stunning to look at, but it was a lethal, dangerous kind of beauty that made my skin go cold. She was very tall, with fiery red hair tied back in a long, messy braid that hung down her shoulder, sharp green eyes that looked like broken glass, and deep curves that seemed poured directly into her tight leather riding clothes. Intricate, dark tattoos of crawling snakes and bright flames traveled all the way up her neck and covered both of her bare arms. She moved across the dirt with a slow, heavy grace, looking like a person who owned the very ground she walked on.

I stuttered a reply. "Wow! You look very beautiful in person, way more beautiful than you look in your pictures. You even have a nice lip colour," he said, giving me a weird compliment and he winked, making my panic button go off immediately. His weird compliment had triggered an old memory that can only spell trouble for me.

We were going deeper into their waters. The crew was scouring frantically. Damen was about to get some soft wax to plug the ears but he stopped when the song became clearer. Everyone looked mesmerized, more like petrified. It was beautiful music for sure but we didn't feel the way these men were reacting. "So from the movies I watched, a Siren can morph into what your heart deeply desires." "There!" Marcus pointed to the first one that set her eyes on the captain.

“But I am free the whole day Miranda did not smile. She just watched her kin down below. The Siren was unexpected and she needed more blood than what she required to destroy the veil. The Sacred Place was just a myth. But if it’s found, the former world would soon dawn again, healing the rift of the Great Silenc

He held her more firmly with his strong arms brushing his lips on her graceful neck and he whispered," This is only the beginning of what is to come" She walked around the garden, her fingers brushing past the beautiful carnations and the fresh red roses. The whole house seemed empty to her, Seth was at school, Roman, well she didn't give a hoot where he was and then there was Marga who kept an eye on her every second. Her eyes landed on the blue crystal water that gleamed brightly against the sun's rays. She sat at the edge of pool, pulling her black trousers up her knees. The feel of the cold water made her relax..

Ben chuckled “What the ...Am very beautiful mind you “ “But not as beautiful as my Rissa “ “Yeah I guess ......”Lily confessed . “But am really beautiful ....blonde hair ,kissable lips ...,blue eyes all ,pointed ...” “Yeah ..,Blah blah blah! ,That enough “Ben said “Seriously ,I feel like smacking you right now “ “What holding you ?,Miss scary face” Lily tightened her grip on the wheel .”One more word from you ,and am gonna get us into an accident “

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.

They needed to teach these humans a lesson or they would never stop. In her anger Norma sang a war siren, one that was beautiful and pleasant to hear but those who heard it could not help but feel sad. They did not know what the siren meant as there were no words they could understand but it pulled at their heartstrings making them feel sad and vulnerable. They stopped what they were doing and listened. One would have to be heartless if they did not feel sad when they heard that siren. It was a war cry, Norma chose the siren because it spoke of how blood should spill to cleanse bad deeds.

She had no intention of letting the siren fool her. The siren scoffed and slowly walked towards the beautiful array of dresses that Indiva had left there. "Of course mistress. I have your blood running through me. If I were to turn my back on you, you will take back the blood and I will die." Indiva nodded. That was indeed true. It was why she had summoned a fire Siren. They were not just the most beautiful but also the most easilyhandled. She had already used so much of magic summoning one that if she had to use more to control them then she would not be able to fight Ace if he did succeed in reaching here.

All of a sudden, the world seemed to be still, and even the sound of the sea breeze could not be heard.The sun is already hanging high in the blue sky, and the dazzling sunlight hits the eyes and makes them tingle.The female siren remained motionless, but the corners of her mouth slowly extended to both sides until a smirk was formed.Suddenly, her upper and lower lips opened violently, like the mouth of a shark preparing to devour its prey. It was too late for me to stop it. The sharp cry of the siren had pierced into the depths of the eardrum like tens of millions of sharp thorns at the same time, and then reached the nerves of the brain.