Supernatural Sirens Novels & Stories

But none beats a Siren in terms of revenge though. They follow what we call as revenge. For sirens, it's a game. They turn the person they want into their slaves, driving them to the brink of insanity only to feed on their victims and leaving bones in a sacred cave. Sirens are the most feared group of people in the entirety of the world. And the dark forest is decided to be their residence. I gulp harshly and Jasmine pushes over a few people to peek through the window beside me. "G-get me my crossbow." I say in a haste tone. Gorius and the other women around me are puzzled for my request.

Grumbling under his breath Tristan turned and stalked toward a grouping of huts in the far side of the bailey. It was the early hours of the morning. The sun just rising when Miernephen heard the rumbling, echoing voice of one of the Water Princes. “Lust…” The Seringue turned bright orange on her arm, searing and hissing. She squealed behind her clamped lips. Sliding over the floor. Waking Zierno. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “What’s going on?” He rolled off his bedroll to scurry over to her on all fours. Seeing she was clearly in pain. Her skin flushed and her gold eyes burning to deep red. She bared her teeth. Hissing and writhing in anguish.

I said loiing at him "Not at all, now I understand why you said you are a singer" He said and I can't help but laugh sweetly. "We are sirens from the celestial kingdom Oceania," says Yrynhna calming my concerns, as if she could hear my fears in her mind. "We are of pure blood and our marine guards are already in the sea waiting for our signal to finish you off or erase your memory, because nobody can know about our species. Humans are safe now, and the mermaids, we are deeply gratefull to you, werewolf hunters."

I guess this was her true form. “How dare you, you little bitch!” Hellebore roared in a voice I barely recognized. She charged at Amaya but was stopped by an invisible force. Satan had his hand up, stopping her from approaching, “Interesting. I have never seen a tribred before. Let me guess, demon, shifter, and siren? Sirens are such ugly creatures. It is why they have to control others, if they didn’t, their species would die out.” “Is that what my brother's true appearances are?” I thought to myself, but they were more demon than anything, so maybe they were already in their true forms.

This is on me, not her. I breach the surface and pull myself up on to the side of the pool and wait for the shift to take hold once more. Sirens are different from other shifters. We don’t imagine what we look like in either form to shift; we don’t have an inner animal to talk to. This is what we are. We are one because sirens spend more time in their true form than in human form, this is why we are stronger and more fierce than the others. The true apex predator.

Rivyn replied, pausing his own reading and leaning around the book to look at me. “How to use my power. Why I was left in my parent’s care. How I was able to escape that magic trap yesterday. Why you and Florien did not sleep when I sang. All I get is that sirens are half bird, half women, who either use their voices to lure sailors to drive their ships to rocky wreckage, or to summon the wind to fill their sails, depending on whether they’re feeling kind, or not.” “Well, that’s wrong,” he replied. “There are male sirens, obviously, or the species would die out in one generation.”

“You haven’t even heard the insane part yet.” Kylan tilted his head. “Oh? There’s more?” Theo’s expression darkened. “Siren blood is powerful. But your blood? It’s dangerous. Sirens aren’t like witches or shifters. They don’t just have magic—they are magic.” I frowned. “That doesn’t make sense.” Theo leaned forward, tapping the book. “Sirens don’t cast spells. They don’t chant, they don’t need tools or potions. They sing. And when they do, they bend the world to their will.”

“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.

We are talking about the sirens. Just like humans, there were many different types of sirens: males and females who took pride in their fish tails of different shapes and colours; and among all of them, there was one that stood out the most, thanks to her beauty, pale skin, bright aquamarine tail and vibrant pink hair. Her name was Marina.

"Jesus Christ, Cameron Pierce! What the hell happened to you?" "Fucking A, Rachel. Have some tact!" Piper popped up. She was the oldest of the group-although, only by a couple of years. I envied her. Everything about her screamed perfection, but she was completely immune to it. "Would you two shut up? Check out the man candy. Who the hell is this, Cam?" Charlotte, better known to us as Charlie, was as lesbian as the day was long, but she appreciated the male form as much as the rest of us. All four girls turned to Dax, who stood at their acknowledgment.