Siren Lilith Novels & Stories

Her father, Richard, had been killed in the battle, and her soul had curdled into a toxic, rotten black of pure vengeance. "Is the curse taking root?" Sienna demanded her voice sharp and frantic as she whirled toward Lilith, who stood at the center of the ritual circle. Lilith, the ancient and dangerous sorcerer who had once mentored Morgana before her exile, stood over a massive silver bowl filled with bubbling, black liquid. Her fingers were stained a charcoal gray as she traced glowing, forbidden runes in the air, her voice chanting an ancient incantation that made the earth beneath their feet tremble.

Why would she send me there? "Who are you, exactly," Remmi spoke, regarding my supposed birth giver with a suspicious look. "I am Queen Lorelei, protector of the Syrens and all ocean life," She introduced, extending a hand to me as she beckoned my friends and I over, "Come, there's much to discuss, Myrina." ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧

For a moment, I pressed my hand to the bark of an old oak, grounding myself. I won’t let her win. I won’t let her take me. The mark on my wrist pulsed, disagreeing. You are already half mine, Lilith whispered. Her voice was silk and ash, coiling through my mind like smoke. They know it. They can smell it on you. That’s why they fear you. That’s why they will cast you aside. I shook my head hard. “No.” Yes. Her laugh was soft, cruel. Even Darius. Even Mira. Give them time, and they’ll see it too.

We have not, at least, until it was needed to bring my mate back. I know after dealing with King Brennus while trying to bring Lira back from the dead that sirens are not to be feared and can be trusted. Our prejudices are just from fear from our wars, and something our pack will have to overcome after Lira’s hybrid abilities come to her on her 20th birthday. I still don’t like this guy, though.

I said, my impatience clear as it had been over a week since I couldn't reach my mate, driving me nearly insane if Brenda hadn't constantly reminded me. "She's Loma, the only Siren recently using the Siren poison, and because she's from a Clan that doesn't reside in the Ocean like us, it's hard to pinpoint her whereabouts right now. She hasn't returned to the Ocean territory for several weeks, even though the king has imposed new rules," Lilith said, making me rub my face roughly. I dreaded the idea of having to search for that Siren. "So, what do we do? Isn't there a way to track her?" I asked, causing Lilith to shake her head.

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.

she demanded, her voice trembling. The sorceress grinned, her eyes glowing with a mix of amusement and malice. "Ah, my dear, the world is not always as black and white as you may believe," she replied, her voice dripping with intrigue. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Lilith, an ancient being, and protector of this forest." Rhydian's brow furrowed in suspicion. "You're the one who summoned the werewolf reinforcements? But why?" Lilith chuckled, a sound that reverberated through the grove. "Oh, dear Rhydian, you and your kind have always underestimated the

Vogal said, nodding his head as Thana walked over to where the bird had fallen and retrieved her blade. Kleo nodded her head at Vogal and continued the introductions. "This seductive looking female you see before you is none other than Lilith, a mistress of poisons." Kleo said slyly to Vogal while she gestured towards the figure she was referring to. "Good evening Lord Vogal," Lilith said as she gently pushed her hood backwards and bowed slightly. Vogal nodded his head slightly in return and turned back to Kleo. "Last but not the least of my sisters is the graceful Kali, a Murdelian sorceress."

Two big and tall warriors came forward to grab her roughly by each arm. "No! You can't treat me this way, Fenris!" Lilith burst out with a wail. She struggled to escape. "I'm a Luna! I'm the mother of our child! The dungeon is filled with silver weapons! It won't be healthy for our child! I'm really scared. I'm begging you! Damian! Mom! Save me! Please help me! You've already lost Selene, you can't lose me too! I'm begging you!" She looked at her family in desperation.

"And I need you alive. Or does my opinion no longer matter?" A sharp retort died on her lips when a presence stirred behind them. Selene whirled around, instincts bristling. Shadows lengthened as a figure emerged; feminine, sultry, and draped in a wine-red silk dress that clung to every tempting curve. The woman’s scarlet lips curled into a knowing smile. "Well, well, aren’t you two cozy?" Ryker stiffened, the color draining from his face. "Lilith." Selene’s hackles rose. The name slithered through her mind like a curse. Lilith; the seductive sorceress who had once bound Ryker’s soul in a pact of blood and lust. The woman who had betrayed him, leaving scars unseen but ever present.