Siren Head Creepypasta Novels & Stories

also a failed but loyal test subject The room was filled with an eerie silence... She spoke in a voice which could charm any heart... A sound similar to a siren accompanied with such power, pleasant to the ear yet so alluring to death... Very few hear this sound and live to tell the tail... It was always said "Dead men tell no tails" "Speak" The element of fear filled the room as it was clear she was running out of patience "Yes my lease... The time we have been waiting for is finally here... The book has chosen it's successor"

Amara begged with tears flowing down her eyes in small streams. A loud and dangerous sound left out of vampire. "Not so easy baby..." A teasing smirk went out of him. He hovered over her, his face just inches away from hers making Amara almost die in fear. He smelt her head to toe and a vicious laughter left him. "You carry the same beautiful fragrance. I waited for you decades together and now I am going to enjoy every ounce of your enticing body."

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

However, the girl's efforts were in vain because the song was still heard. "The monster in front of you right now is Siren, Milady." Leon sneaked into Felen's mind. Slightly distracting the girl's hearing so as not to be too fixated on the Siren's song, which is famous for being immersive and dangerous to humans. ‘Siren?’

she hissed, "but I am the eldest, the most powerful." "Elena warned us about you," Alex said, gripping my hand tighter. "We won't be swayed by your song." The eldest Siren smiled, a chilling, predatory grin. "It's not just my song you should fear." With a swift motion, she beckoned, and the fog seemed to come alive, forming tendrils that reached out for us. "Alex, we need to stay close!" I shouted, trying to keep the encroaching fog at bay with the protective chant Elena taught us.

' Siri's voice sounds in my head and I nod at her. Gudrun grabs my hand tightly and dives towards the place where the light is. When we reach the treetop I see someone. It is the back of a young man. The body isn't grey like the silhouettes but clear as day, shining golden. He is down on all four, his face buried in his arms. His body starts to shake violently and with a crunching sound his back contorts. He screams heartbreakingly while his whole body twists and changes. When he lifts his face his eyes are green and his face is no longer human. As he stares at the big moon, he completes the grotesque change. The new hamram stands up, and I feel like it looks directly at me as it starts howl

Were the words in the poem real? I see blue and purple scales appear on my hips and a pink tip where my feet used to be. I lift up what used to be my legs and its now replaced by a large pink tail. My hands begin to tingle like pins and needles turning into numbness. The tingly feeling makes my arm go from its peach color to a blue and green hue. I can now breathe through my skin, the smell of seaweed and salt water surrounds my nostrils. I am one of them now. They've turned me into a siren. They've turned me into a thing that Aiden hates. If he knew what they turned me into would he hate me now?

" Catrina asked them. A siren is like a mermaid but a siren is evil, it is a man eating monster. It has a horn on it's head, with fang like teeth, sharp claws and a sharp fin. Sirens have an angelic voice which can hypnotize any human. Catrina nod her head "where did it come from?" She asked them as she has never heard of such a creature before. "Hell." Terrick said with a grave voice. "How did it get out? They have been locked for ages." Terrick couldn't explain it. "Maybe this was what Ophelia was talking about." Ophelia is a banshee who can predict death and use her voice escape danger.

“I believe we’re past the fire playing at this point. Serena was just about to respond to her, her mouth opened, but had in fact still not said anything when a blood-curdling howl cut through the streets of Velnair — the kind of howl that arose from deep in the back of the throat; a gut-wrenching howl that sounded like it was more at home in the depths of Velnair. A kind of howl that, once heard, would rouse the hair on the back of your neck, and whose sound, like a ritualistic refrain, always seemed to contain a nasty, primordial heads-up. A second howl followed. Then a third.

If it turned out to be a real siren singing the song, I would be able to command it to stop; the siren would be unable to disobey me due to my command over all sea creatures. Whereas the first floor of the prison was empty, the second floor was at maximum capacity. It was full of Hydras, Krakens, and Sirens with higher magic levels. The Hydra seems to have been locked in the prison for a while, as I was able to walk by it without it so much as lifting one of its nine heads. The Krakens kept reaching between their cell doors, trying to wrap one of their dangerous tentacles around me and drain me of my divine powers; unfortunately for them, I'd learned all about their magical attributes growin