Siren Head Horror Novels & Stories

His breathing grew faster, and his body began to tremble. Suddenly, he erupted. His eyes blazed with a mixture of shame and fury. "Adrian! My name is Adrian! Are you happy now, you damned siren!" 【She did it!】 【??? The Boss has lost his mind today...】 【See, no one can resist Harper baby's charm.】 【Go for it! Make the Boss grant Harper's wish! I want to see it!】 The next second, a powerful force slammed into me. My consciousness started to blur, and my vision went black.

My jaw clenched and I exhaled nothing less than the sound of a growl. Looking in my rearview mirror before getting out, I noticed the color of my eyes had changed to black. They only turn black when I let my demon out, the demon that craves the sound of screams, the smell of blood, the sight of fear in someone’s eyes, the feeling of their bones crushing in my bare hands. It had been a while since I had done any good and decent torture - Bradley and his group of thugs seemed like a great place to cure that craving.

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

I know those eyes, where do I know them from? An ache wraps around my skull, and I watch them lift me up. My neck turns on its own, I gape, the panic I had tried to stop rushing back with fevor. The severed head of my elder sister, her shining blonde hair soaked in deep red with a pool of blood surrounding her. There are other limbs next to her, her eyes are wide and empty. Something pushes up against my mouth, and I tremble. A wave of dizziness hits me, I don’t stop staring at the horror show until my lashes flutter down and darkness swallows me.

Seris said as he nodded. Both slept in the warm embrace of each other. Meanwhile, Hades (Ivar)in the underworld. “The number of Sirens dead are overwhelming, Your Lordship. They are not on the death list.” One of his subordinates said confused. “Any details?” Hades asked with furrowed eyebrows. “They are all missing their eyes?” The subordinate said confused. Hades began to think, numerous werewolves all came with missing lungs, Witches their hearts, magicians their heads and now Sirens their eyes.

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.

He cursed his mother's dying wish for asking his father to marry that cursed woman. The woman that pretended to not want power until she birthed a son of her own. "Let us..." He is unable to finish his statement since he heard a loud sound in the other room. "It seems we are not alone." Holden says. “Hi.” Sirens two of them, even though they were in their human forms, he could tell they were sirens by scent. They had both adorned the sailor's clothes clearly stolen from one of the corpses in the ship. “Sleep and forget us.”

Matt would be home soon, and she couldn’t wait to fill him with the details of the day. While she reached the kitchen entrance, the light crackled, making Heather shriek in dread. “Ahhh.” Her hand went around her chest to calm her erratic breaths. She looked around the empty place. It presented itself like the silent mystery of a graveyard. The fluorescent blue lights casting off the walls no longer appeared peaceful; it was turning into the shade of violet as it spread like a toxic gas over the tiled floor. A sound of a siren blasted from the kitchen back door. In panic, Heather gasped and clasped a hand on her mouth. She slunk through the kitchen, stopping a little further away from the do

She was the Siren! Before she could make a move, the supernatural creature turned Harrison towards her and kissed him! Lena’s bag dropped to the ground with a thump as her heart plummeted in her chest as she watched the two of them make out. “Lena, don’t”, Dawn said, grabbing her arm as she started towards the pair, brown eyes hardened with anger. “Why not?” the twenty one year old snapped “She’s a Siren!” “I know”, Dawn said, gently “she’s only kissing him right now. You go over there and make a scene, she’ll end up making Harrison against you. Just like that Siren in Illinois did”.

Chapter 12: Werewolves vs Sirens At the sight of the woman dragging the lifeless Jonathan into the water, my senses returned, drowning the artificial voices that had whispered in my head. “Jonathan! I screamed at the top of my voice. Hayley and Eric turned to me, confusion written on their faces. Eric drew out his spear and threw it, striking the siren on the arm. With a roar, she lunged at him. But before she could get any closer, Hayley shot at her, her arrow piercing the siren’s heart. With a loud cry, the siren fell into the sea, the water around her, turning crimson. Suddenly, more sirens began to rise from the water, their predatory gazes locked on us. Some jumped on the boat, their ta