Siren Head Novels & Stories

Her laugh was like a song as expected of a siren. She climbed to the smooth floor and sat with a little difficulty. Her tail is heavy out of water. Currently, her siren form is as follows: A face bare of make up, enchanting silver eyes, tempting, full red lips, black fin-like ears, bluish grey long hair that starts to flutter without any wind once out of water, a sea shell bra, a transparent skirt studded with silver pearls at the waist and an obsidian black tail with gold spirals. Her tail fin is very wide and grey colored.

I don’t need any woman to beg for me to have a good day, I need a man who’ll be my meat. Practicing for years to master the art of being a good siren can be a long and hard way. However, the hard work is paid now Lav. I walked with passion in the middle of the crowd with a harmonious face. Before going in the elevator I wait for a fewer group to be with me. They are all staring at me, this is not a new situation. “Madam, is it okay to ask?” I tilted my head and looked at the kid who asked. A cute miniature.

"I don't want to hear a word from your filthy mouth! Just stick to what you know how to do best. As for your son, forget about him." Then I made eye contact with Alpha Damon and I could feel noise in my mind. It wasn't an outward effect but I felt like someone or something was making noise in my head. Soon it became clear and my contact with Alpha Damon intensified. "She's a siren." I heard in my head and my eyes widened. The noise in the room arose and I could see her eyes burning. Sirens hated noise. All of a sudden, she started to sing so loudly. "Everyone, cover your ears!" I managed to scream. Most people didn't understand me and they started falling into a trance one after the other.

picked up a terrifying new frequency. ​"The Siren is no longer broadcasting data," Lyra reported, her holographic form standing at the very edge of the forward viewport. Her data-gown was now a sharp, warning crimson. "It has pivoted to Solar Induction. Kael, it’s not trying to harvest us anymore. It’s deploying the Sun-Snuffer."

Her head snaps in my direction and her singing stops. “Don’t stop. That was beautiful.” I say gruffly. “Stay away.” She shouts, even her speaking voice is deep and raspy. I see her pointy little teeth and her coal-black eyes, her Siren is in control. Her iridescent blue tail slaps the water in a warning. Normally, Sirens would be all for leading a man to their watery death, but not before claiming their bodies to sate their carnal desire. This Siren is different though because she’s mated. I step closer, and a hiss releases from her lips, and I know I only have minutes before she starts chanting to make the water do her bidding. I make a mad dash to the lake, my tiger, Hugo, urging me to go

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.

There is nothing to see around him, as the flames licking up their hands illuminate the surroundings, and the black wall behind the light also does not reveal sounds from the dark ones. Saren hesitates, scouting towards the square from which he has come so far, and turns his attention back towards the darkness where the last scream had disappeared. He did not manage to take the decision whether one way or the other is preferable before a head rolls in front of his feet. Empty eyes stare up at him as the head stops, eyes that are like his own.

“You request?” “I insist.” Silence. Then the Headmaster laughed quietly. “Very well. Let us proceed.” A device was brought forward—a crystalline orb pulsing faintly with light. Zade had seen them before. Scent amplifiers. Once activated, there was no hiding. The assistant placed it on the table between them. “Place your hand on the orb,” the Headmaster instructed Zade. Zade’s fingers felt numb as he stepped forward. Xander’s voice dropped low. “Breathe. Don’t fight it. Let my scent do the work.”

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.

There were two covens that were piggybacking off the destruction of the Pramble Coven in order to promote their own feeding room as a ‘safe alternative’ which was just a load of shit. One of them is rumored to be housing a siren, but there was no evidence of that just yet. That one would have their event in two weeks. They should announce next week what their main attraction would be. It definitely provided us with enough time to come up with a plan of action. Sirens had two forms since they were shifters in their own right. There was the human form or the shifted form that had the Siren’s tail. They were able to shift between their two forms at will just like we could.