Siren Head Teeth Novels & Stories

I want to brush my teeth. Susie steps soft toward her, then crouches at her side. He doesn’t know it, but there’s a scimitar behind his head. It’s curved in a half-circle, too black to catch the light. So sharp it shreds the air as it trembles. It hovers against his neck where his blood is closest to the surface. How dark will it be when it slips out his wounds? Staining slide.

The kind of black that makes you hear blood in your ears. SCRREEEEECHHHHH. Steel tore. Something with the patience of a god and the appetite of a pit opened the hull in new places. Water punched in, cold and murderous. Con turned to the sound, eyes blown wide. Above the float line, the Siren’s skin peeled back like a sardine tin. “Oh shit…” Water roared. A bulkhead moaned, then surrendered with a wet scream. The deck tilted a few degrees that mattered. In the dark, their own breathing sounded like rabbits.

Marcus pointed to the first one that set her eyes on the captain. A female head with a curvy torso up to the navel, and the rest of the body tailed off like a fish. Her hair was a shining burgundy brown in color. She leaped out of the water like a dolphin and slowly swam toward the ship. More Sirens emerged out of the fog. Marcus pointed to one of them that had salmon-colored hair.

It was way too brutal but amazing. But I just closed my eyes when the siren with red hair screamed hideously. I don't know but we hear it all and I feel like my eardrums are about to burst. I felt like I was going to bleed because my head felt like it was going to explode because of the death screams of the two sirens, but it stopped when the surroundings became chaotic. The knights attack the two sirens. The attacks of the knights followed one after the other. They manipulated the waters and threw their tridents like a boomerang. Knights were flying around, obviously, they couldn't take the two sirens lightly.

We stood up stiffly from our spots on the cold floor, our thin clothes doing little to protect us from the chill. "Ugh, that damn siren," Serene growled as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Staring at her, I can see her eyes flashed with annoyance as she glared at the unknown, her fists clenching at her sides, as if the shrill siren grated on her already frayed nerves, the never-ending alarm a mockery of their captivity, as if she longed to smash the source of that wretched noise, to tear it from the wall and hurl it to the ground in a burst of shattered plastic and broken circuits.

It was way too brutal but amazing. But I just closed my eyes when the siren with red hair screamed hideously. I don't know but we hear it all and I feel like my eardrums are about to burst. I felt like I was going to bleed because my head felt like it was going to explode because of the death screams of the two sirens, but it stopped when the surroundings became chaotic. The knights attack the two sirens. The attacks of the knights followed one after the other. They manipulated the waters and threw their tridents like a boomerang. Knights were flying around, obviously, they couldn't take the two sirens lightly.

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.

“We are here to get you out!” For the first time I take a good look at the siren. She looks to be a girl around our age in her early twenties. She has on what appears to be some kind of sea plant sewn together in a mini skirt of sorts. She has a matching tube top deal, that kind of resembles a slimy dark green sports bandage wrapped around her chest. She is tall and thin, with a nice figure which is mostly on display.

Its arms were muscularly, and two large teeth hung in front of its mouth, shining against the sunlight like mighty sword blades capable of dividing several trees in just single slashes Behind it were about four others, two on each side. “T-the S-soul Dr-drench-ching Squirrels?!” The knees of Kira suddenly became feeble, as though they'd pull apart from any moment.

My greatest headache. I gritted my teeth. "Shut up." "You know you caused this for us, yes?" he drawled like a fool, clearly entertained by my predicament. "She was naked. Willing. Ours for the taking." "Shut. The fuck. Up." But because Siren existed to annoy the living fuck out of me, he paid me no mind. “Even last night. She was willing." I pinched the bridge of my nose, wishing for not the first time since yesterday that I could gag the bastard.