Siren Novels Novels & Stories

Chapter 12: Werewolves vs Sirens At the sight of the woman dragging the lifeless Jonathan into the water, my senses returned, drowning the artificial voices that had whispered in my head. “Jonathan! I screamed at the top of my voice. Hayley and Eric turned to me, confusion written on their faces. Eric drew out his spear and threw it, striking the siren on the arm. With a roar, she lunged at him. But before she could get any closer, Hayley shot at her, her arrow piercing the siren’s heart. With a loud cry, the siren fell into the sea, the water around her, turning crimson. Suddenly, more sirens began to rise from the water, their predatory gazes locked on us. Some jumped on the boat, their ta

I wear the red lace underwear I know he likes, and he takes a deep inhale as he sees it. Cameron hastily pulls it down to my ankle and rushes to my most vulnerable part. “Ahh….ahh…ahh! Cameron!” I scream his name and grab onto his brown hair. His tongue is touching me there—its tip massaging it and his mouth sucking hard. My other hand clasps my mouth to stop myself from screaming too loud. “Spread your legs wider, Sienna.” And I comply. I am wet for him, and I need more. Two fingers intrude inside me as his mouth still sucks my sensitive part. I let out a guttural sound and grit my teeth to prevent the sound from getting too loud.

"You've to be careful, my lady. Please always remember your position. You're the Luna of the pack and Damien is your man," I felt torn and heartbroken. I nodded my head knowing she was right. *** I yawned softly after completing two novels, a werewolf, and an urban story. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir by rare gem writes and The Alpha's Revenge by Mystic writes. They are available in Goodnovel and Meganovel. I can't have enough of them. I stood up from the chair, stretched my arms widely, and returned the books to the shelf. "Look who we have here," I looked up as I heard his cold and familiar voice.

Sean whispered, kissing Hera’s cheek. Hera could only moan as Sean’s fingers entered her, skillfully moving inside. She liked it. "Okay, now it’s time," Sean said, pausing for a moment. Without hesitation, he inserted himself into her. Yes, just like that. "Ahhhh.. Sean." "You're so wet, love. I like it," Sean said, moving slowly while looking at Hera, who was moaning uncontrollably. Sean smiled slightly. Intentionally, he rolled down the car window, and Hera immediately covered her mouth, realizing what he had done. She tried to cover herself, but Sean stopped her.

Alana’s POV ‘Your scent still lingers, cruel and sweet, like promises you never kept.’ I turn the worn-out note over, half expecting some dramatic signature that might explain the sender or the receiver. But it's blank on the other side. No signature. Nothing. I probably shouldn’t even be reading it, but how can I not? Initially, I went to the attic to look for an old journal of mine and then I got distracted with many other things here. I was in the mood for nostalgia.

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A siren? How in the world was this possible? Sirens were never supposed to exist. They were bedtime stories that the elders decided to put in the pups' books so that they didn't wander into the ocean unsupervised. She was a monster from a children's book who lured unsuspecting enchanted humans to their deaths. There was no mistaking the alluring quality of her eyes or the seductive and confident body language.

They were traced back as soon as they heard of a hostage of the Serena that they found hovering in her city, and after harsh torture, he confessed to them that they had found their queen that would lead them to victory against the vampires. The enmity between the Vampire and Serran families has been around since the beginning of the formation. Sirens are an amphibious family from the descendants of Satan, able to live in water and land. They hunt ships, navigators, and every living creature that dares to penetrate the Bermuda Triangle until this geographical feature for humans became one of the most dangerous places that it is impossible to cross, where no ship, plane, or even a submarine cr

She re-cuffed one wrist to a longer chain that allowed limited movement around the room, then left without another word. Alone again, I paced as much as I could, testing the limits of the chain. It reached the windows but not the doors. I could sit on the bed, use the bathroom, even reach a small bookshelf filled with novels—mostly dark romance, I noted with bitter irony. No phone. No television. No way to contact the outside world. Hours passed. I read to distract myself, but the words blurred. My mind kept drifting back to Dante. To the way his voice had curled around “little bunny.” To the confident promise in his eyes that I would break.