Novel & Cerita Sirene Siren

"Two of the infected were found in shallow coastal waters beyond your borders." I froze. "Are you sure?" "Yes,” he replied. And by the time we found them, they were no longer sirens. They were something else. Something... wrong." I let the silence hang, taking his words into account. I didn't owe the sirens anything, but the spread of a plague like this onto my shores was worth looking at. "Tell me about it," I said finally. Rhidian rested his head back. "It begins with one note, usually a high one. "Non-sirens can hardly hear it,” he began. “We thought it was an invitation, but actually, it was a warning."

Chapter 12: Werewolves vs Sirens At the sight of the woman dragging the lifeless Jonathan into the water, my senses returned, drowning the artificial voices that had whispered in my head. “Jonathan! I screamed at the top of my voice. Hayley and Eric turned to me, confusion written on their faces. Eric drew out his spear and threw it, striking the siren on the arm. With a roar, she lunged at him. But before she could get any closer, Hayley shot at her, her arrow piercing the siren’s heart. With a loud cry, the siren fell into the sea, the water around her, turning crimson. Suddenly, more sirens began to rise from the water, their predatory gazes locked on us. Some jumped on the boat, their ta

"I am sorry your highness." "No. It's okay. I actually like it." "Really?" "Yes. I hardly hear my name, apart from when my father calls me. Hearing it from someone else feels new, but nice." Luciana nodded. "I want to ask you a question." "Go ahead." "Are there sirens in the stream close to the castle?" She frowned at the question. Why would sirens stay in streams? Weren't they supposed to live in rivers, seas and oceans? She also heard that they could be found in some lakes, but not streams.

I have a feeling that my Mate is going to be amazing. Sirens are known for being sexy, like, unimaginably sexy. They are also known to be the very best in bed, a close second is the vampires, then the wolves. If my Mate is a hybrid like I guessed, I will be winning the lottery. We were getting closer to the Siren Kingdom, I could see the ocean much clearer now and I saw the beach ahead of us.

But none beats a Siren in terms of revenge though. They follow what we call as revenge. For sirens, it's a game. They turn the person they want into their slaves, driving them to the brink of insanity only to feed on their victims and leaving bones in a sacred cave. Sirens are the most feared group of people in the entirety of the world. And the dark forest is decided to be their residence. I gulp harshly and Jasmine pushes over a few people to peek through the window beside me. "G-get me my crossbow." I say in a haste tone. Gorius and the other women around me are puzzled for my request.

“That’s because it’s calling to you and when you don't it becomes upset and comes forward.” I frowned. “Calling to me?” “Your power isn’t just waking up,” he explained. “It’s trying to wake you up. Your true self.” A shiver ran down my spine. “I don’t understand.” Theo tapped the book again. “Sirens are unique. They don’t just manipulate magic—they manipulate emotion. They can make people feel things. Love. Fear. Despair. They can sway entire armies with just a whisper. A powerful enough siren can drown cities without ever touching the water.”

“What is this for?” He smirked. “Put it on and see.” He grabbed my hand and we ran through the mirror. I was enveloped in water instantly and began to panic, but a bubble soon formed around my head and I could breathe. “What is – ah!” I tried speaking but it came out too clear for my ears to handle. “It takes some getting used to, most Sirens, like us, communicate telepathically due to how sound travels through water. To some, it can be a little sensitive, while to most it could be hard to hear at all,” Caspian said.

I asked Lena, hoping she could explain this all to me, since she was raised with the sirens, and I wasn’t. “When a siren dies, their soul returns to the sea. Our mother is trying to tell us that she is here for us and that she will always be here, even though she can’t physically be here.” Lena explains it to me, and I remember back to all the times that I heard the song. Every time something was happening in my life, and she must have wanted me to know that she was there for me. But it didn’t explain why I almost drowned each time. “When you hear the song, do you want to go to it, like it is calling for you?” I asked Lena, hoping I wasn’t the only one of us that almost drowned from it.

Black flakes slipped from beneath the band and floated to the floor. He reached for it but her hand gripping his wrist so fiercely he felt her fingers cutting into his flesh stopped him. “Don’t touch it!” She ordered. The sound was followed by a broken shriek before she could pinch it off. *** “What is it?” He demanded in frustration. “Seringue. If you touch it, it’ll kill you.” She warned through gritted teeth. Breathing quickly in shaking breaths. Peeling her death grip from his wrist he changed the hold and interlocked his fingers with hers. She gripped it tightly, drawing her knees to her chest and making small choking sounds.

Or Sinclair. Holy shit.