Siren Pirates Novels & Stories

“Oh? Is this our little sister? The princess of the werewolf tribe? She's quite pretty, innocent and naive, just the way you like it. Untouched and clueless about other men. But this girl of yours is deeper than you expect, she will drown you in her secrets. Faithful with her body, yes she is. But her heart is a different case. She's just what you need, a tantalizing flame, bright enough to keep your interest. But ready to burn you to ashes once you lose your guard.” “Enough, you can leave, make space for the next guest.” Even though Richard cut her off, my heart was still pounding. The Siren clan had the powers of prophecy and magic just like witches. The only difference was that the Sirens

Liam wrapped his arm around Celena as he looked at the pirates viciously. There were 12 pirates on the deck. Four of them had guns, and the rest were holding machetes that were half a meter long. Liam's gaze darkened after he saw the assault rifles in the pirates' hands. He did not expect that there would be people smuggling guns in Drunham City. What surprised Liam the most was that three people were missing among the crowd who were squatting on the deck. They were Cirroc, Kendrick, and the young woman who was helping Cirroc to bandage his injury.

Captain Rian’s reply. “Sorry Rian. Force of nature.” Genesis replied with a smile. [Aster walked towards their room. Genesis and Captain Rian also made their way to Chief Vincent’s office.] [June 29, 1212; Great Fall Era – Present | Sewers Square - Eben, Meccichuzan (11:40)]

The campsite morphs into the slaughter. It is two, maybe three Sirens from the dark that kills them all. The first is Korin who meets his fate by a trident through the throat, in the same way, a fisherman beheads a shark for its flesh. The next one to perish is Sonah. He goes down fighting the red-eyed Siren. Deflecting attacks until another Siren stabs him in the back with so much force that his spine propels outward from his chest and ripping his body almost in half. All the other elves fall from the might of their enemy. Till finally, the three Sirens come across the captain. The elf draws his sword and once the blade meets the air a pink electric forcefield incases the blade. One of the

she spoke slowly and condescendingly as if mocking him. He sent a glare her way before mumbling under his breath absentmindedly. Remmi rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to me, a question just on the tip of my tongue waiting to be released. "What is a Syren?" I asked. She smiled before answering my question, "Syrens are beings of manipulation and deception. They are absolutely beautiful, which explains your appearance, as well as inhabitants of the deep blue, which means that they can manipulate water at their will."

If it turned out to be a real siren singing the song, I would be able to command it to stop; the siren would be unable to disobey me due to my command over all sea creatures. Whereas the first floor of the prison was empty, the second floor was at maximum capacity. It was full of Hydras, Krakens, and Sirens with higher magic levels. The Hydra seems to have been locked in the prison for a while, as I was able to walk by it without it so much as lifting one of its nine heads. The Krakens kept reaching between their cell doors, trying to wrap one of their dangerous tentacles around me and drain me of my divine powers; unfortunately for them, I'd learned all about their magical attributes growin

“I´m the First Siren, Laura. Surely you didn´t think that I´m the only one, did you? I returned to Grimwald, my European homeland, searching for records of my descendants, seeking to trace them all over the world. Although I´m afraid I´m the sole one remaining from the Old World. And there aren´t many left from the generation that followed me. Something happened between now and the moment I was imprisoned. I intend to determine what that was. But for this endeavor, I require sisters. Newborns, that are yet to awaken.” “You mean there are new sirens?” “Yes, Laura. However, they haven´t discovered that they are sirens yet.” “Have you managed to trace any of them yet?” “I came upon one here in

I tried not to think too hard on that bit of improvement. “Sadareen, your people might know her as the mother of all sirens. She is one of the few true immortals in this world.” Micah spoke with a detached voice, one that held a deadly edge. “The sirens of this world are not like those of your legends. They live in our oceans, and only emerge to feast. They are scaled, webbed creatures that covet beauty above all. The only way to hold back one of the few immortals is to curse them in some way, bind them to a physical form. Sadareen was once the spirit of the ocean, but make no mistake; she was not kind nor benevolent. The only way to stop the endless death was to bind her into a human form.

The stone didn't sink and he made it till the end crossing the Woman who is not affected by the lava. "You are so brave to steal Queen's diary. The best secret I have ever heard, Sydney Marin," both heads muttered when I crossed them. I uncertainly looked at them and Jacen opened the door. We took the steps and we are back in the forest again. " We three got things to talk after this game," Jacen seriously said.

He asks, but I just stare him down. Uncle Rhys was never good at keeping secrets from me. He sighs. “The crew are working out of some dock. Border… Bonty something.” I frown as I think back. I don’t know the names of any docks, and there are hundreds on the coast. It would take me days to try and work out which– “Bautic?” I ask, and he snaps his fingers. “Yes, that’s the one. How did you know?” “I just… heard it somewhere.” I mutter.