Siren True Form Novels & Stories

I have plans for you. BEHOLD MY TRUE FORM! GAZE UPON YOUR DOOM BECAUSE I'LL BE THE LAST THING YOU'LL ALL EVER SEE (laughs) . Sadiq and his men watch as Laila strips herself n*ked... Soon, they watch and gasp in fright as they see her body transformed into an ugly devastating state.. Her joints extends and her bones makes snapping sounds as she increases her size and length, her seductive figures was now replaced deformed ones, soon her fair smooth skin was covered in thick coat of fur... Sadiq and his men gasp as they see her true form.. Laila in this demonic form looked exactly like her minion except hers has a more feminine look.. Unlike her minions who were mindless creatures.. She still

At this point, the cold reach the point of shivering in itself, weakened by the existence of the boiling hotness cause by the sword. The siren reach to the point of madness, waves so big as ocean able to produce. Naturally the siren once been a living creature of the ocean, descend in the lake created by the formless world. And it would never again to get itself to drown at the deepest of that warm yet cold of an ocean.

My hearing and eyesight improve as I swim around looking at my new home. “You can’t be a queen without people to rule.” I look at my father as he waves his hand and I watch thousands of people like me manifest from a shell he is holding. My people, the sirens. “You will rule the seas. You can go on land. Your power will be endless, Asteria. My daughter, the first siren. All humans and other shifters will fear you and your people, as you are the strongest.” I move closer to him and hug him, my tail wrapping around him.

Maren’s lips pressed together briefly before she exhaled. “Yes.” “We’ll be there.” The call ended. Daniel lowered the phone slowly. Ian let out a quiet breath he probably didn’t realize he’d been holding. Serra didn’t say anything. I stepped away from the desk, rolling my shoulders once. Everything was moving now. No more waiting or watching her deteriorate while I built the perfect case. “About time” Dave muttered. I ignored him. “There’s a sorceress,” Serra started carefully. “If Tiana refuses or disappears, we’ll need a fallback.”

Two boys made a wager to make a siren princess fall in love. Neither expected her to choose them both. In 2036, humans and supernatural beings share the same world—but peace doesn’t mean equality, and centuries-old rivalries are far from forgotten. Eighteen-year-old Amelia Corvo has spent her entire life behind the protection of one of the supernatural world’s most powerful royal families. As the sheltered, fiercely guarded heir to the Siren Crown, Amelia knows exactly what is expected of her: protect her family’s name, obey the traditions of her bloodline, and most importantly, stay far away from boys who have every reason to want a princess. Then she meets Felix Ashford and Dante

Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, the tail around my waist tightened, flipping me over so my back was to him. "Who ... are you? Why are you-ah!" My question was cut off by a deep thrust from behind, driving the breath out of me. He penetrated me even deeper in this position. I could barely think straight, but I tried to figure out who he was. Werewolves were usually in human form until they shifted. Once they awaken, they can change between humans and wolves at will. I had never seen a half-human, half-wolf form like this before. It was said that only weak werewolves, like Rogues, who are malnourished and expelled from packs, can't control their shifts and get stuck in this

“If we leave now, where will we go? Without our fins and our gills, we would be stuck on land and could easily be captured and returned to Lachlan, or worse, my uncle. Also, we need to reject him, Val. If we don’t, we could be living our entire lives with the pains of betrayal. We know he won’t touch us, and no one else will during our time here. We could face worse out there.” “There has to be a way to attain your fins and gills before your magic comes in. If not, how do siren children survive?” “They are born from siren mothers, so are born in their siren forms. We had a Lycan mother. We can’t access that form until our seal is broken.”

It hissed, a sound like a thousand drowned screams. Ripples of crimson spread across the mirror‐dark surface. From those spirals, shapes began to rise: first one figure, then another. Pale as fallen marble, they emerged with shuddering stillness, as if the cradle had birthed statues come to life. The first of them wore Sirelia’s face, flawless skin, eyes cold embers, hair braided with strands of ash. Then another, and another, until a silent legion stood shoulder to shoulder.

Returning to my human form, I carefully climbed up the building, using the stones to grab. It wasn’t difficult, but with the rain now pouring outside, it made the wall a little slippery. When I reached the window, I was glad the window had been left open. Not seeing Axel in the room, I crawled through. Quickly getting cleaned up and changed, I looked in the mirror and saw I now had a Mark. It was beautiful, but it was not of any color that I knew. It was of a full moon, which was pink, and a tourmaline gemstone was embedded into my flesh in the moon’s center. A wolf howled at the moon, which was black.

He cursed his mother's dying wish for asking his father to marry that cursed woman. The woman that pretended to not want power until she birthed a son of her own. "Let us..." He is unable to finish his statement since he heard a loud sound in the other room. "It seems we are not alone." Holden says. “Hi.” Sirens two of them, even though they were in their human forms, he could tell they were sirens by scent. They had both adorned the sailor's clothes clearly stolen from one of the corpses in the ship. “Sleep and forget us.”