Siren Head Picture Novels & Stories

The wind from the helicopter churned the sand into a storm. Sienna’s hair whipped across her face, her lungs filling with grit as she clutched Kelly tighter. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head violently. The insignia glared down at her from the fuselage—sharp, metallic silver, her father’s empire carved into steel. A stylized serpent eating its tail. She’d seen it on files, on men’s rings, stamped into envelopes that carried orders like death sentences.

Then he withdrew, shaking his head as if to clear it. "Maybe you are my own personal siren," he whispered. "Can guys be sirens?" I asked. "I never heard of it, but who knows." "Well, I think you're my siren, too." We gazed at each other for a while, completely content. Suddenly, police sirens blaring in the distance and my eyes widened. They grew louder and louder, then faded away. I couldn't stand it. A girly giggle rose up in my throat.

"Clever as always. I've gotta take advantage of that desperation. You have to come with me Sunday for 3 hours with no questions asked." "What? No! No way!" I shook my head. Alone with him for 3 hours no questions asked seemed like the opposite of a good time. "What if I said I promise not to mess with your head for those 3 hours?" He gave me a cheeky grin. "Like I'd trust that." I rolled my eyes, continuing my stride to the principal's office. "I'll give you crimson kelp." He yelled after me. I stopped walking. I heard about crimson kelp. When trying to figure out a way to get Dex not to enter my head. Crimson kelp can be taken to block a siren's abilities. It can only be given to you by a f

Siren said loud enough for Mira to hear her. Mira snapped out of her paralyzed stance, she turned in the direction of where Siren stood with a dagger pressed to Alpha Bastions' neck. As she took a closer look, she also noticed a silver button was embedded on the side of his temple, it was making him too weak to shift or set himself ablaze. With eyes boring into Sirens, one side of her mouth curled upwards into a sinister smirk. She directed her hands to opposite positions of her body, she drew from her source of energy and set the Midnight Pack Warriors ablaze.

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.

The others eyed Zierno and Edward’s garb greedily. But not this one. He’s shrewd. When he only stared at them, one thief prompted him. “Demitri?” The leader turned to the rest. “Get Sirus.” Another nodded and rode back into the trees. Sirus? What’s a ‘Sirus’? Zierno groaned inwardly. Riding back for someone meant they had a camp close. Edward was perceptive enough to shoot him a worried look. Don’t start whining again. Zierno willed.

Bellamy chewed on his finger nails as he paced up and down the living room of Thea and Penny’s apartment. “Are you sure we can trust this Alex person?” “Yes, we can trust Alex… Bellamy, we would never put Lissa in harms way,” Thea tried to reassure Bellamy. “So, what, is she a siren as well? How will she even be able to protect Lissa?” Bellamy cracked his knuckles. “No, she’s not a Siren, there’s only 3 of us and plenty capable of protecting Lissa, just not from a bunch of psycho witches.” Penny stretched out on the couch resting her legs on Thea.

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.

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.