Supernatural Sirens Novels & Stories

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

“Your father’s position won’t save you if you cross the line.” “I don't care about my father's position, I only care about Vanya. Move out of my way” “Take one more step toward that door, Garrick, and your father will receive your head in a box by morning.” “Are you threatening a Beta?” Garrick hissed. “I am a Supreme Lycan,” Kaelven’s voice dropped. “I don't threaten. I execute.” Heavy footsteps thudded directly toward the bathroom. My heart battered against my ribs as the door handle jiggled violently from the outside. Garrick was forcing it, lunging past Kaelven. I backed away, squeezing my eyes shut as the lock clicked.

“You are probably in the underground water prison. Don’t worry. Regan won’t really harm you. He probably just wants to use you to manipulate me.” “This won’t do…. We can’t let him use us as a bargaining chip. Irwin and I will try to get out of here quickly. Even if we have to risk our lives, we won’t let that moron use us to subdue you.” “When have you ever seen me at a disadvantage? Don’t worry, handling this will be a piece of cake.” “But he is the Lycan Prince and we are in his territory…. If things go wrong….” “Nothing will go wrong. So, you can stop worrying and relax. Just treat this as a vacation and enjoy your time with Irwin.”

Sean whispered softly as he closed his eyes. Secretly, Hera’s eyes widened at Sean’s unexpected words. She hadn’t fallen asleep yet, still thinking about the baby she was carrying. But after hearing those words from Sean, she felt a wave of happiness. A sweet smile spread across her face. "You already have, Sean," Hera whispered softly, holding back her smile. ***

Almira said. “There’s a healing melody that can help him. In the past, when humans were less vile and greedy, the siren women who fell in love used the melody to release the men they loved from the bondage of other sirens. I think that is what Dante needs,” kitanna told Almira. Almira gave it a thought. Using the healing melody came with consequences that varied depending on the siren. Almira was wary of the idea already. What if something she couldn’t afford to lose was taken in exchange for healing? What would she do then?

He moved his pawn as he spoke. "I think you might be the first person to call me good." I admitted. "I guess compared to most other sirens you're more of a saint." He laughed, and I knew he was right. Some of these sirens pulled in the darkness in our beast. They stuck to the ancient ways of luring humans into the ocean, drowning them, and then feasting on their bodies. That's what we had seen on the shore that day. My father was there, but only to make sure that they weren't caught or recorded. He doesn't participate in those huntings.

"Let us hope, Mr. Sullivan is not one of those direct ancestors or knows how to keep the sun from rising." Bergins turns back to the board. "So all of this we've completed for werewolves, you need to be able to do the same for each of these supernatural species for the test next week."

Asteria laughs, holding her belly. “Sharks and other predators. Gods above, the sirens are an apex predator. In both the water and on land. Animals on land and in the sea know this. The sirens create balance. We only hunt what we need. The sirens don’t need to use nets to catch the fish. In fact, we don’t need to use spears.” She tells him as he eats at her desk and she tucks into her food too. “Explain.” I say and they both look up and she smiles at me, putting her food back down.

I pull out the chair next to Bryce for Aurora to sit in, opting to seat myself between her and the large man on Adelaide’s left. He turns to me once I’m seated, clapping me on the back and grinning enthusiastically. “King Samael! It's been far too long, my boy!” Boy? I resist scowling at him and force a smile on my face. His deep voice rumbles throughout the room, gaining the attention of all the women at the table, Aurora included. Fucking Sirens. They like to call themselves Mer-people, but that is simply an attempt to humanize themselves in the minds of the humans, who have a very long and violent history with Sirens.

"They say there's a girl somewhere deep within this world, she's the vessel of mother nature, communicating to us through nature. And with the ages that pass, with Humans growing ruthless with their technology, she's suffering more and more, and therefore, growing angry." Humans, their villains in every story. I rolled my eyes. "Do you believe she's real?" "Yes." She didn't hesitate in answering, and her confidence only made me believe her words too. "Okay, next question. What are Sirens? Like, the ugly version of mermaids or something?" I asked, and she scoffed out a laugh to which it was my turn to jokingly glare at her.