Novel & Cerita Sirens Song Bl

"Look what you've done! You've hurt her hand! How could you be so careless?" He shoved me aside and rushed out with Elara to find a doctor. I fell back against the glass coffee table, the impact jarring. And then, a strange, cold pain bloomed across my back. I felt my skin... tear. It was then I remembered the doctor's words from my last check-up: "You carry the Siren's Gene, Isla. It could manifest at any time." As my vision blurred, my own blood pooling on the pristine white floor, I finally understood.

Jake said, and the more he was saying, the more of a headache it was becoming. "These Sirens, aren't these the people who have the power to do anything they want just by their songs? They can make it thunder and rain, stop a war, heal someone, and even kill people without touching them, right?" I asked, and he nodded his head, making me stumble back as I felt my throat going dry. What kind of sick joke is this? I thought before looking away from him and running in another direction. "I'll kill you if you dared to follow me," I growled, and he paused, making me run as fast as I could as I fell in between, not believing what I heard just now.

Their voices traveled just enough to reach the ears of Alaric, who was seated at the viewing platform. "Since you say so, then allow me to show off my skills once more." Selene mounted her horse and held up a strip of white cloth as she rode before the crowd. Only when all eyes were fixed upon her did she tie the cloth across her eyes. "Blind shooting? Oh, it'll be a feast for the eyes!" Vanessa's voice trembled with excitement that she could barely contain. As soon as the signal went off, Selene charged forward blindfolded. She raised her bow and shot an arrow… It was a miss. She quickly shot another. Again, it was another miss.

POV RUBY The Siren’s Wake cut through the choppy black waters of the Irish Sea like a blade. Behind us, the fiery orange glow of the Docklands was nothing more than a bleeding scar on the horizon. The roar of the engine was a constant, low-frequency thrum that vibrated through the floorboards and up into my very bones. Silas was at the helm, his silhouette a grim statue against the spray-flecked glass of the cabin, leaving Nevan and me alone in the cramped, dimly lit quarters below deck.

I replied giving her an annoyed look. Lila rolled her eyes and bent down, she brought out a dagger from her boot, sliced her palm, and I immediately placed the Alpha’s hair to collect the blood. She wiped her dagger with a handkerchief and placed the dagger back in her boot. I put the hair back on the map before I started the spell. I closed my eyes and started chanting the spell “Libreranus Le Malpe. Un keia tus le veile” I opened my eyes when I felt the effect of the spell.

“ I need you to trust me, little one. This is important.” I hesitated, feeling uneasy about what might happen next. But with Merilla nudging me on and a hundred questions swirling in my mind, I nodded and let him blindfold me. The moment the cloth covered my eyes, my senses heightened. I could feel every breath I took, every slight shift in the air. My heart pounded in my chest as the room went silent. “ We’re going to prove if you’re really my mate,” Kaden said, his voice calm yet commanding. “ I need you to touch each man’s hand and see if you feel anything.”

Nelson replied. “That depends on who you ask.” Mitsuhide’s deep voice rolled over the two people in front of him as he placed his hands on her tiny shoulders. “I was about ready to escort Princess home. If you’ll excuse us.” Mitsuhide sent a warning glance to the human in front of him. it wasn’t hard for him to know the difference even with the shimmers the ones around her used. He could sense that the human named Nelson was not one of her favorites by the way she spoke to him. She wasn’t curt with him and she knew he was a demon. She just didn’t like the human. They waited until the human was far enough away and she turned to look into Mitsuhide’s golden eyes.

The sirens are quiet tonight, so quiet that Aiden only heard their singing before he fell asleep. The siren guards and Grandpa Jerry leave a note on my kitchen table. The gods only know what they have written on that price of parchment. Surely some sort of ransom note, or reason for being held against my will is written there. If I don't act like a prisoner then perhaps they will be easier on me. Either way, this is not how I expected this to go. I was supposed to make love to Aiden one more time before galavanting off into the sea. But plans change against our will sometimes, and often times it's for the worse when they do.

Silen. He’s sitting at the edge of the indoor fountain, long legs stretched out, dark blue hair dripping water down his shoulders. He hums softly to himself, a sound too beautiful for this cursed place. The melody winds through the air like smoke, softening everything it touches. It is a song that only a siren could produce. Bubbles immediately flattens her ears. I scoop her up before she can hiss. “Behave,” I whisper. Silen looks up when I approach, his eyes look like the ocean before a storm. “Morning, Aria,” he says, voice smooth as the song he was just humming. “You survived the night, I see.”

Sirens. They surfaced slowly, their heads breaking the water. They looked human at first—beautiful women with long hair and perfect features. But as they opened their mouths to sing, I saw the rows of razor-sharp teeth. "Cover your ears!" I shouted. We all clamped our hands over our ears as the sirens began their song. Even muffled, I could feel it—the pull, the desire to walk into the water and join them. It was like someone had reached inside my chest and was tugging on something vital.