Siren Head Novels & Stories

Two targets in the backyard and two more flanking the building. The tempest howled angrily, echoing the restlessness rippling through Max as he shouldered a Vektor R5 rifle. Gale force winds could pose a problem for Slater’s skill set when taking out targets on the perimeter, and the sniper set up as close as possible without attracting attention. The teams moved in position just as Abby’s frantic screams cut the air. Max’s heart clenched as he surged forward. Death metal music suddenly blared from the house. The thumping music whipped through the turbulent air as the front door swung open. “Move now. Go, go, go.”

It was the sound of the void, the note that existed before the first "Let there be light." A total =A Siren ⋅sin(ωt)+A Void ⋅sin(ωt+π) In the air, the two waves met. The Siren Note was a structured, crystalline weapon; Xander’s counter-melody was a chaotic, crushing weight. Where they collided, the air physically cracked. Sparks of blue and gold lightning arced between the pillars, and the quartz walls began to spiderweb with fractures.

Her eyes gleamed with so much hope and determination like she has a good strategy to defeat the beast. "Missy let me remind you that you can only use the spear only once according to Sirene," I seriously warned her. "I know that is why I am going to save this bad boy for last. First, Clarren needs to cut off all the heads so we would know which is the immortal one," she started to explain. "Like I said, cutting the wrong head will only multiply and grows more," I reiterated. "Then Oslec will use his flaming sword to burn all of the cut heads so that they won't grow back or multiply. At least it will buy us a little time to know the immortal head,"

He smiled and ruffled my hair. “It hurts, but I'm glad you and the princess are safe” he smiled at me. “I intentionally want us to spare that last assassin for investigation. I wanted him to eat his last meal before we get him arrested” I told Demetrius and he smiled. Getting him arrested won't be hard due to our sense of smell. Let him hide under the sea, Isidora will fetch him out. She is a siren witch by the way. A siren witch is an Aquatic creature. She can turn into a mermaid and can swim in the deepest ocean.

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.

It quivered, holy and ridiculous. Tony ducked, peeked, crossed himself with the speed of a man who’d practiced both sin and forgiveness. “Thank you,” he whispered, and hauled on the bottle like a lifeline. The Siren bucked. Not a wave. Something else. The kind of jolt that rearranges organs. Cabin Stephen bounced off a bulkhead, breath gone. “Jesus Christ! What the hell was that?!” Compasses spun drunk. Radar snowed and stuttered. He grabbed the CB. “Base, come in—this is the Siren! Over!”

His longing for her was so great that he began to move restlessly in the water, waiting impatiently for her to return. Suddenly he was pulled under the water. His hands shot out, trying to grab on to something, anything. But there was nothing but water. He looked down and saw something glittering in the water. It was a tail. But it wasn't like the mer creatures tail he was used to. This one was different. It was silver in colour and it had sharp edges. It was a siren! Xavier realized this the moment the siren looked up at him. He tried to speak but water rushed down his throat, choking him.

POV RUBY The Siren’s Wake cut through the choppy black waters of the Irish Sea like a blade. Behind us, the fiery orange glow of the Docklands was nothing more than a bleeding scar on the horizon. The roar of the engine was a constant, low-frequency thrum that vibrated through the floorboards and up into my very bones. Silas was at the helm, his silhouette a grim statue against the spray-flecked glass of the cabin, leaving Nevan and me alone in the cramped, dimly lit quarters below deck.

He said to see Catrina give him her full attention. "Alpha I heard a voice which can only belong to one creature," "Which creature?" He had a faint idea of what the creature is but he wants confirmation. "A siren." He said it and Catrina who didn't know gave them a questionable look. 'What is a siren?" Catrina asked them. A siren is like a mermaid but a siren is evil, it is a man eating monster. It has a horn on it's head, with fang like teeth, sharp claws and a sharp fin.

He would soon find out. Xzaviers eyes shot wide open as two small, yet incredibly strong, hands suddenly found themselves wrapped around his neck. His girlfriend was straddled on top of his body, slowly choking the life out of him. As his air supply lowered and his chest began to burn tightly, Xzavier’s fight or flight kicked in as he began to kick and scratch at his girlfriend in an attempt to free his windpipe.