Siren Picrew Novels & Stories

Grumbling under his breath Tristan turned and stalked toward a grouping of huts in the far side of the bailey. It was the early hours of the morning. The sun just rising when Miernephen heard the rumbling, echoing voice of one of the Water Princes. “Lust…” The Seringue turned bright orange on her arm, searing and hissing. She squealed behind her clamped lips. Sliding over the floor. Waking Zierno. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “What’s going on?” He rolled off his bedroll to scurry over to her on all fours. Seeing she was clearly in pain. Her skin flushed and her gold eyes burning to deep red. She bared her teeth. Hissing and writhing in anguish.

"Her immune system is weakening. The Siren's Affliction will progress faster. You must be more vigilant. Remove all hard surfaces from your home." Liam's eyes grew wet. "I understand." The doctor's words only solidified his decision. The moment the door closed, he called his assistant. "Get Isla enrolled at the Institut Alpin in Switzerland. Money is no object. Handle her transfer and enrollment immediately." He turned to a dazed Elara and pulled her into a gentle hug. "It's alright, my little siren. She'll be gone. You'll never have to see her again." Elara looked up, a strange emptiness in her gaze. "Good."

“About us.” I nod. “Okay.” She hands me her phone like she’s offering me evidence in a court case. I scroll. There we are, mid-PR-event with her glaring at the flirty fan, me red-eared and uncomfortable captioned: “Gio looks like he bench presses cars for fun and then writes poetry about Cara in secret.” Then another: “Cara protecting Giovanni??? That’s my emotional support POWER COUPLE” Another one has a slow-zoom edit titled: “Cara is so real for almost fighting a fan over that man. I too would throw hands over Giovanni.”

I cried, resting my lips on his cheeks in an attempt to lessen the pain he was going through given his loud groans and the sweat forming on his forehead. The Siren's Song, lethal to anyone unfortunate enough to hear it, is the reason why sirens are as intimidating as they are rumored to be. Undefeatable and inescapable. Written about in the archives of military war plans concocted over the centuries, never been used in the past 500 years. Forbidden magic, only used as a defense to deter persons from a fight, is never meant to be practiced. Yet here I am, killing my only source of happiness left in this world of desertion and betrayal.

They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything! "They're attacked." Pearl's voice echoed. "Three mermaids, yellow, blue, and green." After saying that, there was only one thing on my mind. The Aqua Siren! I can't think of any other creature that could do this. How can I tell them what I know? If only it could be written. How to signal the Aqua Siren? Pest! It's so hard! "Baby, can you talk to Gen and see if they can do something so we can all talk?" I'm talking here.

“In that case we have a deal, 2000 gems for the location” I shake her hand. “And remember when you get caught, I’m not part of this,” I nodded. “Welcome to Woman Revolution R…” “Siren,” I corrected her. “Then welcome Siren,” she said with a smile.

"See for yourself. Good night." "Good night." I watch as he goes up the stairs to his studio apartment. I take the ticket that River wrote to me and look at the area where it's provided to write the amount of fine. There in crooked letters, he has written. Fine: Buy me dinner :D An involuntary laugh escapes my lips as I stare at the paper. Name: Damian Reid Age: 56 Date: Idk Time: Unknown Issued by: Handsome Police Officer Violation: Calling his secret wife

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.

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.