Siren Head Novels & Stories

Another lunged at her with a blade of coral and glass, but Valia caught the wrist mid-swing, crushed it, and drove her claws into the Siren’s throat. A male Siren lunged from the side, his trident singing with blue fire. Ligon caught it between both hands, twisted, and shattered it, sending shards flying. His snarl reverberated through the cavern, shaking loose a rain of crystal dust. Still, the Sirens sang. Their harmonies swirled through the air like invisible chains, pressing against the warriors’ minds, coaxing, commanding and seducing. But Valia’s lips parted, her own voice rising in answer.

The soldier mermaids have tritons and wear funny looking helmets with kelp coming out the top. One of the sirens holds my hand. A large gate is before us within the valley. As the gate opens I prepare for whatever lies beyond it. Is there a king or a queen that commands these people? Whatever the purpose is for bringing me down here I am sure they will tell me soon.

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

“If we leave now, where will we go? Without our fins and our gills, we would be stuck on land and could easily be captured and returned to Lachlan, or worse, my uncle. Also, we need to reject him, Val. If we don’t, we could be living our entire lives with the pains of betrayal. We know he won’t touch us, and no one else will during our time here. We could face worse out there.” “There has to be a way to attain your fins and gills before your magic comes in. If not, how do siren children survive?” “They are born from siren mothers, so are born in their siren forms. We had a Lycan mother. We can’t access that form until our seal is broken.”

Siren noticed and laughed softly. "They're all watching you fall apart for me," she said. "Does that make you harder?" Theo nodded. "Yes, Mistress Siren." She attached nipple clamps next. The metal pinched his nipples with a sudden bite. Pain shot through his chest. He moaned loud. Siren tugged the chain connecting the clamps. The pull made him arch his back. At the same time, her other hand returned to his cock. She edged him again, stroking with steady rhythm. Pre-cum dripped from the tip onto the stage floor in small wet spots. She smirked.

“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.”

Sirens. They surfaced slowly, their heads breaking the water. They looked human at first—beautiful women with long hair and perfect features. But as they opened their mouths to sing, I saw the rows of razor-sharp teeth. "Cover your ears!" I shouted. We all clamped our hands over our ears as the sirens began their song. Even muffled, I could feel it—the pull, the desire to walk into the water and join them. It was like someone had reached inside my chest and was tugging on something vital.

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

All this time she was so frightened out of her wits. “Fine...” Victor rolled his eyes. Possessive freak!!! All of a sudden, the whole mansion began buzzing with the sound of alert siren diverting their attention. It was from the security installed and whenever it detects any active bomb implanted inside the mansion then the siren buzzed in alert mode.

“You know what? I want to hear it.” She walks over to me and sits near me. “Tell us why you are a psychopath.” She says. She then looks at her wrist as if there’s a watch there and says “And hey, be quick about it. I want to hear the entire story before you get thrown in prison.” ............... Sirens. A siren is a device that makes a long prolonged sound as a signal or warning. They are usually attached to ambulances, police vehicles, fire trucks, and more.