Siren Head Novels & Stories

in colors that rippled like oil in water, emerald, sapphire, obsidian, and stormcloud silver. Their upper halves retained a human likeness but were touched by the ocean, luminous skin that sometimes shimmered like wet moonlight, long dark hair threaded with kelp and pearls, and eyes too bright, too deep, reflecting your worst fears or darkest desires. They could shift, unlike traditional merfolk, walking on land for a time, though their true power came from the water. On land, they were tall and ethereal, their limbs long and elegant, their movements unnaturally fluid. But the longer they stayed away from the sea, the more it cost them, cracking skin, burning thirst, the call of the tide be

Its demon–hylian ears slightly flapped jubilantly as the owner smiled, to showcase a pair of fangs pointed at its mouth. "You are beautiful!" A harmonious voice escaped from its mouth with utters that made Amethyst's mouth agape from flabbergast. In slow motions, the water creature swam out of the pool and there, it seated itself on the edge of the pool— sitting closely, next to Amethyst. "A siren!? Daughter of NERIDA!?" Amethyst blurted out, her forehead frowning perplexingly at the one next to her baffled self. In response, the siren giggled shyly while her glistening and dazzling turquoise tail with tapered ends magnificently kicked the water up and down.

Terrified. She screamed. She fell unconscious as she saw the unfamiliar figure with fresh blood on the corners of his lips, the color of his eyes was completely black. The man has two horns that adorn the right and left above his head, not very visible but enough to attract attention. How can a siren creature have horns like the horns of a demon? And that scary face managed to make Marion so shocked that she lost consciousness.

Jeanie snapped her fingers in front of my face. "Shit!" I whispered under my breath. Jeanie chuckled softly, knowing exactly what her presence alone had done. I took a couple of steps back trying to remove myself from her invisible tentacles that could latch onto a man's mind if he even stood too close to her. Let's not even talk about the brain fog that comes along with being in her presence for too long. Those things are not even something that a siren can control. But the siren's melody can fry a man's brain.

“Mau, draft a sensor grid. I want three sectors online by dawn. Scavenge anything that listens—stadium arrays, traffic mics, submarine hydrophones, I don’t care. Patch them into our clock.” Mau was already typing. “On it. I’ll calibrate with the last attack’s time series. If she calls again, we’ll get a vector.” “Kim,” Sorenson said, “pull everything you can out of those EEGs. Find me a signature we can trigger alarms on.” “I’ll need more samples,” she said. “Controlled conditions. Sedated, then provoked. If the spikes scale with arousal, we can discriminate Queen Bind from pack chatter.” “You’ll get what you need,” Sorenson said. “Zak—spin up a capture team. Quiet. If Mau gets me an arrow,

It was a beast as large as a house, with three heads that snapped and hissed at the air. It was a Cerberus beast. Its skin looked like cracked black armor, and its tails lashed back and forth, covered in wicked spikes. ​I watched, frozen, as the three heads turned. ​The first head had sickly yellow eyes that leaked green poison gas. ​The second head had no eyes at all, just a mouth filled with hundreds of jagged, shark like teeth and ​the third head was wrapped in living flames, and when it opened its mouth, it sounded like a human screaming in a fire.

"Who is Egon and are you truly sirens, am I really one?" "Yes." The woman's green eyes glowed under the moonlight and Maris admired them. "Egon is our leader for now, since we lost you." "We?" "Sirens. Look at this," she pointed at her wrist and Maris noticed it had the same symbol as hers. A full stop surrounded by six commas just like the sun. "It's a prove we're sirens from the Criadora kingdom." The siren pinched herself and rubbed ever slowly on the symbol and Maris winced, glancing down at her own wrist to see her symbol glowing yellow.

As she did so, the siren's face appeared snarling and baring sharp black teeth within blue lips and a bluish white face with glass eyes. A scream escaped Amelia, causing her to suck in a mouthful of water that invaded her lungs, which were begging for air. She needed to get free, and she needed to do it soon before she blacked out. Despite her struggles, she remained caught by the siren, who was now beginning to bite her arm, drawing blood that bubbled towards the surface.

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.