Siren True Form Novels & Stories

“Aleena, I can't breathe.” “Hold on, Celia.” I shifted back into my human form and felt that the siren’s hold was quite loose, maybe because I had shrunk back in size from Celia’s bigger wolf size. Before she could tighten her grip around my now much smaller body, I moved my arms upward speedily with the Elven dagger in my hand and stabbed the siren’s forehead, right on the crystal. I heard the chilling screech of the siren before a bright light exploded from her forehead, just like what happened when I stabbed the crystal in the golem’s palm.

She quickly lean on Catherine's shoulder. "I got scared... Cathy". Muka added. Cathy lift Muka's head. Her bangs almost covered her face. Catherine spotted some trace of tears from her red cheeks. Muka got her mother's aura. Cute and bubbly. The Casimir has the same eyes which is brown. Their black and white hair run through their genes just like Catherine. "Don't be scared, I am here already". Catherine softly said and hug Muka. "Are you telling the truth?" Xperia asked. She's in the back sitting.

And Sibomin was also non-binary, its gender fluid and ever-changing, just like its physical form. When I first laid eyes on Sibomin, it appeared as a sleek, silver humanoid, its body covered in pulsing, bioluminescent lines. Its eyes were pools of liquid silver, inviting and alluring. I knew I had to have it, had to experience the pleasure it promised. “Greetings, Subtle,” Sibomin purred, its voice a symphony of low, seductive tones. “I am here to serve your every desire. How may I pleasure you today?”

Her laugh was like a song as expected of a siren. She climbed to the smooth floor and sat with a little difficulty. Her tail is heavy out of water. Currently, her siren form is as follows: A face bare of make up, enchanting silver eyes, tempting, full red lips, black fin-like ears, bluish grey long hair that starts to flutter without any wind once out of water, a sea shell bra, a transparent skirt studded with silver pearls at the waist and an obsidian black tail with gold spirals. Her tail fin is very wide and grey colored.

"My sister… she better come back soon." Riri froze, pulse drumming hard beneath her scales. "She always keeps me warm. Always smells like sin and cinnamon. I love all of them but Rara's my fire. You know?" She hugged tighter, sighing into her warmth. Her breath reeked of fermented fruit and longing. Something in Riri broke. She didn't fully transform. No divine radiance. No celestial voice. She merely shifted into her humanoid form, wearing a mask — dark obsidian, featureless but feminine — and let Aria hold her like that.

I whispered. “Yeah. He didn’t realize he had succeeded. That’s why the vampire wants her. She can make anyone listen to, see, and believe, anything she wants. Most sirens can only effect men, but a Eulalia is stronger. When her father sold her, it damaged her. She isn’t in touch with her abilities.” She revealed. “Sirens are a female only species. Therefore, no kings. You can only make a Eulalia with an incubus, concubus, kelpie, or a ponaturi. Each can create some unique power the queen can use for her people.”

Well, there you go. A True Born also has the option of shifting into a third form, a humanoid-wolflike creature similar to a Lyan, but don't get the two confused. Lycans are only one soul, not two, so they don't have a wolf counterpoint. There's nothing special about them other than their huge egos.

“That...” Lucas realized the same thing. Lilith’s transformation wasn’t complete yet, but her blood had already begun to change. Lilith pressed her fingertip against the symbol on the trunk of the old tree. Everyone held their breath. One second. Two seconds. But nothing happened. Lilith turned away, disappointed. “It looks like... we failed.” But just as Lilith was about to pull her hand away, the carving began to emit a dim red light. “Did you see that?” Selene exclaimed.

I had already missed two. “Huh.” “That isn’t an answer.” “It feels kind of trivial now.” “Ravenwood may disagree.” I turned toward her. “Chrissy, apparently I’m the True Luna, whatever the fuck that actually means because we’re still figuring it out. I’m going to be Luna of Ravenwood. My biological father can apparently find me now, my aunt has been secretly researching the magic my mother used to hide me, and ancient texts just informed me that my supernatural pack isn’t complete until I mutually claim four mates.”

I want to run. I want to hide. I want to do anything I can to get away from this man. But I don't want to end up killed. So, I don't move. I wait until he walks out into my sight. He’s tall with silver eyes, dark hair, and a muscular body. He's holding a bow and arrow much like the one that the alpha tried to kill Raphael with. Like the arrow I killed the alpha with. “Shift into your human form,” he orders.