Siren Tvd Novels & Stories

They needed to teach these humans a lesson or they would never stop. In her anger Norma sang a war siren, one that was beautiful and pleasant to hear but those who heard it could not help but feel sad. They did not know what the siren meant as there were no words they could understand but it pulled at their heartstrings making them feel sad and vulnerable. They stopped what they were doing and listened. One would have to be heartless if they did not feel sad when they heard that siren. It was a war cry, Norma chose the siren because it spoke of how blood should spill to cleanse bad deeds.

a voice from behind me said just as I was about to withdrew my gun. I turned my face to face the short man who had just moved pass me. “Give sister Siren the girl” he said. “Mac…” I said between my teeth. “Sister Siren?” Chad asked in disbelieve. “As in Mesmick’s sister Siren?” “Yeah, she’s the sister Siren that Mesmick always talks about” Marcus assured him. “Now give her the girl.” She gave Marcus a unsure look before letting Lola’s skinny arm go.

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.

I could feel a sharp pain piercing through me, those words were too sharp to not hurt. From my mate of all people, his eyes radiated hatred and anger. I was right, it is too soon to relax, because I have yet to acquire my mate fully. “A siren’s blood has particles that could make any vampire stronger, it can increase speed, strength and all the other attributes.” “That is why you killed my mother?” her sarcasm was made to mask the hurt in her voice. She had always acted like she hated the siren queen, her mother, but her eyes betrayed her.

Surely, have to sort things between us soon or it's going to affect our long years of friendship. The drive to River's apartment is silent and it feels like a relief when I park the vehicle outside the apartment complex. Ethan ignores me and walks into the apartment complex and stops in front of the receptionist. But he waits for me and looks back as I take my time slowly walking there. I smile at him before looking at the receptionist girl, "Hey so, can we take a look at the CCTV footages?" I ask her. "Um, n-no. Outsiders cannot," she mutters with a smile, a blush on her face.

The others eyed Zierno and Edward’s garb greedily. But not this one. He’s shrewd. When he only stared at them, one thief prompted him. “Demitri?” The leader turned to the rest. “Get Sirus.” Another nodded and rode back into the trees. Sirus? What’s a ‘Sirus’? Zierno groaned inwardly. Riding back for someone meant they had a camp close. Edward was perceptive enough to shoot him a worried look. Don’t start whining again. Zierno willed.

picked up a terrifying new frequency. ​"The Siren is no longer broadcasting data," Lyra reported, her holographic form standing at the very edge of the forward viewport. Her data-gown was now a sharp, warning crimson. "It has pivoted to Solar Induction. Kael, it’s not trying to harvest us anymore. It’s deploying the Sun-Snuffer."

“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 entire world ended, and you can’t see anything else except that heartbreak…” My heart shattered at his words. “Are you telling me that Irene was played by a siren?” I asked, my voice coming barely above a whisper. He nodded, pressing his lips firmly together as he took off his seatbelt. I knew the story was coming to an end, and he needed to blow off

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