Siren Head Game Novels & Stories

one of the guards reported, breaking the silence of the night. I scanned the area with my black eyes and nodded in acknowledgment. "Stay vigilant. We're having a party, and we need to be smart," I replied firmly. Deep down, I longed to rest, but as the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, I had to uphold my duties. I was known as the most feared alpha, although I didn't see anything scary about myself compared to Jack, my best friend.

You look beautiful," Anika exclaimed. Sarah grinned and bowed her head, but not before Anika noticed the tiny pink on her cheeks. Jacob made an impatient motion toward Casper. "Why are you standing here while he is standing over there?" Jacob's face stiffened as he examined the room. "I should have known the old bastard would be here." Anika followed his eyes and found Pete Foxhorn holding court within earshot of Casper. Though she wouldn't confess it to Jacob, seeing their business adversary hammering on Casper Sullivan made her incredibly nervous.

She only cares about herself, so the second thought was impossible. “Why? What are you afraid of? You can repeat what you did that night, right? And make sure I don’t survive next time,” I said firmly, sarcasm in every word. El Sandra shook her head, "N-no, I don’t know what you’re talking about—“ "You can kill me again, El Sandra," I said through gritted teeth. “But remember this, I will play this game fair-and-square.”

The scream and skid, the crash and then nothing It’s all in your head. “Don’t do this, Nik, please don’t,” and the speed picked up and all I could think of were my parents, their kind loving eyes losing their brightness, the blood, so much blood, smeared across shattered glass, useless air bags deflated between them. I couldn’t breathe. “Please Nik, no,” I curled into myself breath heavy, but he would not let me go. “I can make it stop,” he whispered a mockery in his voice.

I cried, resting my lips on his cheeks in an attempt to lessen the pain he was going through given his loud groans and the sweat forming on his forehead. The Siren's Song, lethal to anyone unfortunate enough to hear it, is the reason why sirens are as intimidating as they are rumored to be. Undefeatable and inescapable. Written about in the archives of military war plans concocted over the centuries, never been used in the past 500 years. Forbidden magic, only used as a defense to deter persons from a fight, is never meant to be practiced. Yet here I am, killing my only source of happiness left in this world of desertion and betrayal.

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

Suddenly she felt she could not move her arms, as if they were glued to her body; the next thing she felt was somebody pulling on her tail, gradually taking her up until she was hanging upside down. The girl who had given the order of getting ropes got closer to Marina and looked at her to the eyes while caressing the siren’s cheek with her index finger; then, she turned around to face the men and exclaimed: “Gentlemen, this creature will make us rich!” Everybody started shouting in excitement, scaring Marina with all the noise they were doing. The siren was so scared she did not hear the men being ordered to take her down to the prison, and the following moments occurred in a blur of darkne

I knew that if I could see his eyes, I would've been drowned in their navy depths entirely. All thought cleared from my mind and once again, I had no idea what was going to happen next. Iridian was a game of chess, and each player held a different rule book. As usual, the Game Master did the last thing I expected. He let out a laugh that made heat rush to my skin, searing my cheeks and neck. It was dangerously low and playful, wrapping around my head as it washed down my shoulders and back. I caught myself swimming in the sensations, the nerves fluttering in my stomach. I bristled instantly, and shoved his hand away from my face. I no longer cared about standing up to the man. His presence w

Chapter 17 The Siren hums once more, the sound resonating throughout the room. Her eyes are locked on to Liam, whose face contorts with pain. “Stop this!” I yelled. “Strangle him.” Liam moves towards Marcus, wrapping his hands around his throat. “I said stop!” I charge at the Siren, yet she backhands me, sending me flying across the room. Subsequently, she appears to direct the Siren´s call at me. Her eyes widen in surprise, as it doesn´t appear to have any effect on me.

" Hmph... If you say so." " So, enjoying the party?" Tricia asked again. " Don't know. I'm just sitting down here." Natalie sure knows how to block all chances of being asked personal questions. " How about we play a game? " Celine suggested. " A party isn't fun without its games." " A game. I like the sound of that." Natalie answered. " So what game should we play?" Bella asked. " Oh, I know... Spin the bottle." Tricia piped in. I glanced at Natalie. She didn't seem affected by it. She took a bottle from the table and emptied the contents on the floor and place it on the table.