Sirens Abilities Novels & Stories

“I remember Castiel making a remark to Eyra about it. How she wasn't going to get him to 'bend to her will' or something like that. He wouldn't let her touch him.” “That's because the old lores about sirens are only partially true. Yes, sirens can use their melodic voices to lure both men and women to them. They can lead them to their deaths, but even worse is that they can strip them of their free will, essentially turning them into puppets.” Grimm tells us all. “So, she can assemble Castiel an army and make them do his bidding, whether they want to or not?” I ask and Grimm nods his head grimly.

“I hate that this is happening between us, but we don’t have the luxury of time. Now that your siren side is beginning to awaken, I swear they will come for you. And I can’t protect you if you keep making things difficult.” She stopped struggling. Her body went still against mine. For a long moment we just stood there—her back to my chest, my arms around her waist, our breathing the only sound in the room. Finally she spoke, voice small but steady. “I thought sirens were supposed to have tails. How will they leave the sea and come here?” I kept my arms around her, not ready to let go. “I’ve studied about them,” I said quietly. “They can take on legs and the form of a person. They can even co

Sienna says with a smile and I smile back at her. "Yes. Everyone, this is Zeida. She's a siren and my mate." I introduce her to everyone around the table, and they all look at her in confusion. She giggles when she sees their expressions. "I'm not one of the sirens who kill people, so you can all relax. I'm a healer. My tears are so powerful they can heal a human right before they take their last breath. I can feel evil, too, like Mariela does. This pack has a dark cloud over it, and I couldn't stay away." Sienna smiles at her and points to the two remaining chairs at the table.

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

“Men are drawn to your calm; you’re the eye of the hurricane. Even my team has fallen at your feet, wanting to slay your dragons and to protect you.” He had the analogy all wrong. She wasn’t the eye of the tempest. She was the storm, wiping out everything in her path, destroying the lives of those she loved. Abby stirred. “You’re comparing me to a monstrous sea nymph—a siren with a flayed soul that sits on a heap of decaying bones and lures any mortal who sails by with a bewitching song. You may be right.” “Baby, no—”

“An elf there gave me information of an illegal auction house staged as a gambling den, right here on Lycan territory. It is said that siren blood flows freely through their thanks to the hostages they frequently auction off. Sirens captured and kidnapped from their territories or ones who have gone missing while venturing out.” Even though I was never able to read any of the newspapers or listen in on any pack meetings, I was still able to hear news of the outside world through gossip and rumours from those who had ventured out. Many times, I heard about the disappearances of creatures, Siren’s in particular. Is it just for their blood? “Aren’t Siren’s famous for their vocal abilities?” I a

The other three from the trees were nonstop releasing arrows. Sirene sliced the body of the flies and with every slice, fire came out from her swords. And since she also got the attribute of the wind, Sirene's fire spread even more and it affected the flies and in the end, they died. Every move Sirene did was so graceful and elegant as the position of the sword and her body was perfect as she fought with the flies.

they could see her ferocious eyes and they had fear deep in their hearts but for the life of God, they could not stop themselves from moving forward. Getting closer and closer to the tank. Kendra watched as the humans were hypnotised by the queen’s siren. She did not know that the queen could do that, the only siren she knew was the cry for war. That was the only she needed to know as a warrior, she did not care to know the rest and was now amazed to see what the queen could do. The head researcher who was first in the room when they heard her cry was also the first to reach the tank.

Inability or unwillingness, I'm unsure which. Floating in and out of awareness, I fight like hell to regain my bearings when I hear Piper breaking down. I see her between the slits sobbing into her hands; my brother's arms are wrapped around her to keep her from sinking. Reaching toward her in an effort to comfort her, I start to fall.

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.