Sirens Pirates Novels & Stories

Then he looked around where there was a crowd of people going back and forth. Back to the island that Randell owns with the pirates he leads. Chandra and Randell finished eating the food that Randell had prepared for both of them. Randell was currently working on his desk when someone rushed into his library. Cronan, by the way, his loyal right hand. "Boss! Boss!" Cronan called his boss. Randell looked directly at Cronan with his frowned eyebrows. "Why? What's your good news?" Randell asked directly. "Our soldier pirate men found out that the men wearing black clothes and handkerchiefs covering their faces were going to invade the town of Hill Sierra."

If it turned out to be a real siren singing the song, I would be able to command it to stop; the siren would be unable to disobey me due to my command over all sea creatures. Whereas the first floor of the prison was empty, the second floor was at maximum capacity. It was full of Hydras, Krakens, and Sirens with higher magic levels. The Hydra seems to have been locked in the prison for a while, as I was able to walk by it without it so much as lifting one of its nine heads. The Krakens kept reaching between their cell doors, trying to wrap one of their dangerous tentacles around me and drain me of my divine powers; unfortunately for them, I'd learned all about their magical attributes growin

Adrian added as he started walking back into the woods. Dabria was the first one to follow Adrian, followed by Zeus as she had pulled her mate with her. The other three also followed them. Moon was walking behind Ocean and Fin'esia, so he could protect the two women if any of the sirens tried to attack them. "Why would you end the passage in the middle of the siren's territory? Isn't it dangerous?" Dabria asked her uncle as they all followed Adrian. The others decided to stay quiet as they knew well, Adrian was no angel.

I could feel his onyx eyes settle on me as he continued. "Whatever you do, do not fall victim to their calls. We will have to cross the Sirens who live in the lakes, and they are cunning little creatures. One-touch from them, and you're dead." He didn't say anything else before urging his horse to move forward, and we all followed, moving further out of the dead forest, and closer to the deadly waters of the Sol.

Brochures fly past my face, and a vendor screams when his parasol snaps away. "No, come back!" I turn around, and my heart stops in my chest when a terrible song vibrates through the air. Thunderclouds are rolling in from a distance, and I can already determine the ocean wishing to climb up on land, enchanted to do so by the mystical voice. "SIREN!" "TO THE LIFEBOATS!" Confusion hits me when pirates and ordinary folks run for the beach, leaving everything behind them. A shudder of discomfort strikes me, and then I pick up on the song again, closer this time, the mystical melody loud enough to make a person's ears bleed.

I could feel his onyx eyes settle on me as he continued. "Whatever you do, do not fall victim to their calls. We will have to cross the Sirens who live in the lakes, and they are cunning little creatures. One-touch from them, and you're dead." He didn't say anything else before urging his horse to move forward, and we all followed, moving further out of the dead forest, and closer to the deadly waters of the Sol.

"Who is Egon and are you truly sirens, am I really one?" "Yes." The woman's green eyes glowed under the moonlight and Maris admired them. "Egon is our leader for now, since we lost you." "We?" "Sirens. Look at this," she pointed at her wrist and Maris noticed it had the same symbol as hers. A full stop surrounded by six commas just like the sun. "It's a prove we're sirens from the Criadora kingdom." The siren pinched herself and rubbed ever slowly on the symbol and Maris winced, glancing down at her own wrist to see her symbol glowing yellow.

It was such a beguiling voice, almost hypnotic. "Fucking Sirens!!" Claus screamed. "All of you, Sirens ahead, close your ears." "We don't have to, right?" I looked at Marcus just to be sure. We couldn't touch or feel anything, could only hear and see stuff. "I don't think so. I've heard they are deadly creatures that make you delusional, luring soldiers to their destitution with their song." "Yeah, and beautiful on TV at least!" I strained my eyes to see them but could only see the fog. We were going deeper into their waters.

Death wouldn't even compare to what came next. Wind whipped my short-cropped hair. From up high I could see the endless horizon. We’d been chasing rumors of the siren Lirael for weeks. The siren who sang ships to their doom. Men spoke of her like : skin like moonlight on pearl, hair that shifted colors with the sea and a body that could drive a sailor mad. She’d sunk vessels full of hardened pirates. Now the Iron Kraken.. the so called meanest crew in these waters thought they could take her.

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.”