Siren Pirates Novels & Stories

“Men are drawn to your calm; you’re the eye of the hurricane. Even my team has fallen at your feet, wanting to slay your dragons and to protect you.” He had the analogy all wrong. She wasn’t the eye of the tempest. She was the storm, wiping out everything in her path, destroying the lives of those she loved. Abby stirred. “You’re comparing me to a monstrous sea nymph—a siren with a flayed soul that sits on a heap of decaying bones and lures any mortal who sails by with a bewitching song. You may be right.” “Baby, no—”

I say as I point to the screen as Andrew speaks. “We have known about the sirens for ten years. We captured one of them to study her with her permission. She escaped. She is more dangerous than the ones that are currently attacking. I advise all civilians in the fishing communities to move further in land until the siren threat is dealt with.” I growl loudly and throw my mug against the war. “He fucking did this to her.” I scream as I pull on my hair as I pace.

My ears perk up. "Can you tell me about it? We are looking for it as well, but we don't know what it is. A thing, an animal or man." Gen asked and I was silent because I didn't know anything. "I'm going to tell you because even if you know, you won't be able to find it. Aqua Siren is a mermaid. Three mermaids, beautiful but dangerous. They kill people they don't like. In the past, I always saw them there on the rocks and the scales you see are theirs. But suddenly they left. It's been two days since I saw them." This is a story that made our eyes widen.

Brochures fly past my face, and a vendor screams when his parasol snaps away. "No, come back!" I turn around, and my heart stops in my chest when a terrible song vibrates through the air. Thunderclouds are rolling in from a distance, and I can already determine the ocean wishing to climb up on land, enchanted to do so by the mystical voice. "SIREN!" "TO THE LIFEBOATS!" Confusion hits me when pirates and ordinary folks run for the beach, leaving everything behind them. A shudder of discomfort strikes me, and then I pick up on the song again, closer this time, the mystical melody loud enough to make a person's ears bleed.

he spat at me. “Not much you can do about it, seeing as you won’t cooperate.” Thana retorted. “Cooperate with what? I didn’t steal anything.” “Our employer says you have, so return it so we can kill you.” Thana hissed. Three of my team hopped down from the trees, blocking him from escaping. Prince Dagon laughed, “You really mean to take me captive?” “If you don’t cooperate, we will have to.” I spat, disgusted by him; how dare he call me his bride!

“Pleasure seeing you as always, cousin. But we really must keep on our way…” “Before you’ve seen your sisters, Caterina? Oh my, they won’t be happy with that at all. No, I think you and your… mate, better come with me.” The smirk on her face made me see red. Caliope and Cassandra were twins and my half-sisters. The only daughters from my Father’s union with the Sea Witch. They were Até’s star pupils, performing their Siren roles as a pair rather than alone. Most of us resented our duties as a Siren. I made the end for the sailors who followed my call quick, and I liked to think I provided them something beautiful to look upon at the end if their mortal life.

He moved his pawn as he spoke. "I think you might be the first person to call me good." I admitted. "I guess compared to most other sirens you're more of a saint." He laughed, and I knew he was right. Some of these sirens pulled in the darkness in our beast. They stuck to the ancient ways of luring humans into the ocean, drowning them, and then feasting on their bodies. That's what we had seen on the shore that day. My father was there, but only to make sure that they weren't caught or recorded. He doesn't participate in those huntings.

"He also told me about akharus and usemis." "Just akharu and usemi. You don't say the 's.'" "Well, he told me about idimmu, too, these half-breeds. They are known by other names, too, like sirens. He said I was one, but different. And that you are like me." "A siren is a type of idimmu. A siren can force you to do or feel things that you don't want to. Peter thinks you are making me feel drawn to you."

Milen yanked the drooling midget to himself. "This be the daughters of Poseidon." "What?" "They are freaking Sirens!" He screamed at Milen's unintelligible questions. "Mermaids!" The stuffed the slim corks into his ears, and turned to address his already awe stricken crew. "Use whatever thou can find to clog thy ears..." He shouted as loud as he could, but some didn't seem to have heard, they were lost in the symphony of glorious music from the fish women. "And no matter what ye do, never ye sing along."

“I was confused and pissed. Then I saw a Seer, and I was told that Irene is being played by a Siren.” I blinked. “A siren?” I asked. “Like a mermaid?” He shook his head. “No… like Chuck.” I tilted my head at him. “I didn’t think Sirens existed, and I thought they were lime mermaids,” I admitted. “Those types of Sirens are fairytales,” he explained. “But real sirens can be male or female… and anything in between. They don’t have to sing to get people attached to them. But they can make anyone think they are fated mates. They can make you so drawn to them that you can’t breathe without them. They take everything and anything they want from you, and when they break your heart, it’s like your en