Sirens Lament Novels & Stories

“Going somewhere!” I heard Luca screamed again surprising me as he kept tailing us then pour us with bullets that leave lots of people killed. “Please go fast!” I talk to the captain then he also he immediately speed up the ship but Luca is still tailing us even if we’re almost to the pier.

So you see Shawn it's not as simple as you think. The Moon Goddess's wrath is still in play here and sadly Sarah's life was ment not to be an easy one. Her destiny has been left in the hands of her mate. If he does not appear soon, Sarah's fate will be sealed to follow the darkness to her death." I felt like I couldn't breath the oxygen around me becoming heavier with every word she spoke. I couldn't believe what she was telling me! Sarah was doomed to a terrible fate from the day she was born. " Your telling me theres nothing more we can do accept to watch her die!" I tried to scream out but the air in my lungs still felt heavy like it had been replaced with rocks. " I'm sorry Shawn but th

"Your existence is destructive, you'll bring disasters in the life of your loved ones" I cried my heart out, the fear absorbed me, but the dreadful voice seemed to neglect my suffering and continued "you traitor! Murderer! Wait for your karma to destroy you as you destroyed them," The voice kept on echoing. I covered my ears in horror. I screamed but I couldn't find a single soul that could offer me a helping hand. I could listen to the voice rising wild and nigher the trees and its leaves the drifting air, the ground that I was fallen on with misery the rocks that stood still in its might all that existing around me whirled in a motion and whispered "It's time for your retribution, it's ti

The ferry sliced through the Tyrrhenian Sea under a moonless sky, its engines humming like a warning. Amaro stood at the bow, his eyes fixed on the dark silhouette of Sardinia rising in the distance. The island looked different now—less like a sanctuary, more like a battlefield. Lucia joined him, her coat pulled tight against the wind. “Are you sure about this?” she asked. “No,” Amaro replied. “But we don’t have a choice.”

The next morning, she heard from Lucas’s assistant that Vanessa had suffered a miscarriage. … Vanessa sat weakly atop the horse, her voice hoarse as she pleaded for mercy. From the raised platform, Lucas idly toyed with a lighter, his expression unreadable. Only after a long pause did he finally light his cigarette as he decided to let her go. Desperate, Vanessa reached for him, unwilling to accept her fate. But all she received in return was a cold, mocking sneer.

And now, he was pretending to care. I tried to sneer and yell, but I felt as if something was stuck in my throat, rendering me speechless. My vision went black. Before losing consciousness, I heard Jamie shouting, "Save my wife!" Tara's aggrieved voice filled the air too. "Jamie!" In my dreams, I seemed to hear Andy's voice. He reached out his little hand to wipe away my tears. "Mommy, don't cry." I also reached out to hold his tiny hand as if I could trick myself into believing he was still alive.

Tears slide down my face looking into the crowd. “If you stay here Serenity, you will die in the moral world. It is only an option, as right now, you are teetering on the boarder of life and death. I can push you back to the other side, where you will live your life as any other wolf would. Alternatively, if you decide to stay, I can pull you this way, but you will be trained to me the Moon Goddess. As my daughter, that is your right, and will always be yours no matter when you leave the mortal world.” Selene says. I tear my eyes away reluctantly from the people of my pack that have been lost for generations.

Some of the words written there are farm, shipment, high-quality goods, and customer. Mr. Rayven clenched his fist when he realized that it was the same words he used before Raia went into his room that time. He knew someone was eavesdropping on his conversation with Mr. A at that time. And he's not mistaken. It was Raia. But he doesn't need to worry about that right now. He used a special scent that was usually used for their ritual. It was called Tonique de Meilleure. It came from France years ago and was used to disrupt someone's memory. Using this potion is not that great since there might be a chance that something might trigger their memory to recover.

The Sirens are near the Tungsten river bend, their illusions thin before dawn. “Form into three wings,” Ligon commanded, his tone a blade of calm steel slicing through the murmurs. “At the faintest hint of a song, you seal your ears and your hearts alike. No one speaks unless spoken to. We find the Sirens and silence them so completely that their throats will fear to dream of melody again.” Valia stood beside him, her hair coiled high like a crown of shadow, eyes glimmering in the torchlight with cool curiosity. “You place such faith in Glacy’s word?” she asked, no envy in her tone, only a keen interest.

Alex murmured, his voice a mere whisper, lost in the weight of his memories. Elena's eyes shimmered with a mixture of excitement and concern. "We need to find someone who knows this song in its entirety." "But who would possess such knowledge?" I pondered aloud. A silence settled, until Elena whispered, "The Sirens of the Silent Seas. They are said to carry the ancient songs of every lost city, every forgotten civilization." Alex gulped audibly. "Sirens? They are not just the keepers of songs. They're also known to lead sailors to their doom."