Siren Head Game Novels & Stories

James said, playful punching my shoulder. “You wish," A commented wrote before a buzzing sound rang across the garden. “Players return to the living room for a friendly game of rock, paper, scissors, and truth," the system voiced, at mist the loud cry of sirens. “Players have one minute to reach the game room, other die," It declared once more. It's tone casual as though reading the weather. “60 second, 59, 58, 57..." It began it's count down, like it was the most natural thing to do.

The audience went crazy when they heard that the game had officially begun! ‘Yes! It has finally begun! I’m so excited that my hands are trembling! I hope that this game will be more exciting. Don’t let me down!’ Hunter and Monki stepped forward. After checking that the equipment was working properly, they pressed the close button of the holographic game pod. Before Sienna closed her eyes, she saw Hunter making a ‘Yes!’ gesture at her, as if he was saying, “Boss, you’ll definitely win!” The corners of Sienna’s lips rose slightly.

But a hand's tight grip stop her. "You want to play things, huh? You want to make fuss against me? Let's see how far you can go." His eyes were dark and his voice was really scary. But Siren just wiped his hand off and looked at him. "If you want to come up with a game to play with me, make sure you are not scared to lose anything. I have more cards to draw. How about you?" "B*tch! I should have known how freak you are!" "Didn't I tell you before?" He smiled at him, drawing her face closer to his. "I am Siren Mendez. Remember my name."

Lachlan POV “Where are they?” Killian growls in my head. He’s restless, fearful of what this siren man might be telling our mate. Fearful of what she may be telling him. He was fearful that the naked siren she was clinging to and crying on, as Cherum told us, might be able to accomplish in the single hour I gave them to get home what I may never accomplish in the next two years. Not with the rate we are going.

“What do you think that means, Sie? The game?” “Oh, I didn’t tell you? They have the instructions and details written on the back. Silly of me.” “Do they really!” Paige cried. Sienna already had one hand upon her hip, with her head cocked to one side in a contemptuous manner. “No, Paigey, no they didn’t. How would I know what THE GAME is! We just got this note together.” “Yeah, I suppose so... But if you get to play with him then I bet you’re pretty anxious!” Paige said, giving Sienna a nudge in the ribs.

I deduced with a subtle shake of my head, "weird is putting this whole situation a little too lightly." "Are we going to get a hint about the first game, Alpha Killian?" Orion's chirpy lilt commanded my attention. My father's mouth twitched, "The first game will be held at sunset tomorrow. That is all I'll be sharing about the event." "Keeping these games rather secretive are we?" Orion enjoyed this and the fact that he enjoyed it made my skin itch. He was too thrilled to ruin someone's life just in the name of a game but had the gumption to want to be friendly with me. I genuinely hoped he lost the first game as I glared down at my bowl of three-bean soup.

An old, ornate mirror was displaying names in glowing red script: 【DEATH COUNTDOWN】 Each player's name had a 72-hour timer next to it—except mine. My name was a blurry mess, completely illegible. 【What's wrong with Harper's name?】 【A system bug?】 【Or did her little stunt change something?】 "That's not fair!" Linda’s sharp voice cut through the silence. She glared at me, her eyes full of venom. "Why is her information hidden? She must be cheating!" Kevin pushed up his glasses. "From a probabilistic standpoint, Harper's anomalous behavior may have triggered a hidden mechanic. I suggest we maintain our distance."

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of a massive Victorian manor. "Welcome to Hollow Creek Manor." A cold, mechanical voice boomed from the sky. "Welcome, players, to the S-class survival game: Hollow Creek Manor. The rules are as follows: Survive for 10 days. Keep your Anxiety Level below 100. If it reaches 100, your soul will be obliterated. At the end of the game, the lower your Anxiety Level, the greater your reward." I froze. A game? I looked around and saw a few other people standing nearby.

"The game will last for one whole hour." He continued, his eyes gleaming. "The ones carrying the points will be given a five minute head start. You can hide anywhere in the mansion or the grounds. After the time elapses, the ones who would earn the points which I like to call the Hunters, will go hunting. Any point they are able to steal will be added to their score." His voice sounded devilish. He looked at the boy with the number 100 vest, who was currently a whimpering mess with snorts everywhere. "You are the most valuable point, boy. So try to live a long time and make the game more interesting."

Sating his need. He climbed off her and her body collapsed sorrowfully to the stone. A hand over her face. Miernephen felt the heat of another male sliding over her and looked up. Shaking her head. Giving him a pleading look. But he was merciless as he grinned and entered her without warning. Stuffing her full and holding there to savor the response of her sore body clutching at him. He moaned. An echoing sound beneath the water. When she suddenly felt the effect of the Seringue abating she kicked at the Water Prince shoving at his chest in a desperate attempt to dislodge him.