Supernatural Sirens Novels & Stories

I asked her. "He was cruel, he was supposed to be my father since he took me out of the orphanage but... Humans are despicable. He wanted me for other reasons not for having a family. But it was an accident. I swear. I didn't kill him I just pushed him away from me and then...*sniffs*" I stopped her and instead I went away. I couldn't use her for my plans if she's the same as me. An orphan. Sirens are creatures who don't associate themselves with humans but this one was a half-kind. Probably someone catches one and forced her to bear a child.

Very soon at that. "Zephyr." She sang in her enthralling siren voice that reached out to caress my skin. The hall was becoming too hot and i felt like i would explode if she called my name one more time. I had heard of the true Sirens. We called them Enchantresses. Birds of the air and oceans with skins that lit up like stars depending on their moods and voices used to lure and trap their preys in the ocean right before they fed on them and killed them. They were feared for their ethereal beauty and their abilities to compel even the Fae without even trying. It went without saying that Fae compulsion never worked on them. They were creatures of freedom,like us dragons,and they were hated for

Why would her dad hate an akharu ability, especially when his wife and his daughter were akharu? "I'm not disgusted," said Mr. Efoti, his deep voice booming. "I'm disappointed you kept this a secret from us." Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Like we would tell you after all those stories about sirens being the boogie men of the supernatural world." Caroline must have noticed that Ruthie and I were still confused. "Historically," she said, "sirens have been the villains in the supernatural world because they can influence us against our will and make us do things we wouldn't normally do. That power naturally engenders distrust. How can you trust anyone who can exert that kind of control over you?"

She was not going to receive it if they thought she had been blessed personally. “As you can see, my biggest blessing is the love of my pack members. Without them, I would not be alive today and you would be trying Sheryl for murder, not attempted murder.” Serenity says in a strong voice full of challenge. This is why I had paired the footage. To show that as the pack prayed, as they bowed to their Goddess and the Alpha, she received healing. I wanted them to see it in real time side by side, so there were no doubts that it was THE PACK that had been blessed, not the pup herself.

she shouted, her voice echoing with power. One by one, the guardians shook off the enchantment, but the danger was far from over. Emerging from the mists were ethereal figures, sirens with hauntingly beautiful faces, their eyes devoid of emotion. "We've been waiting for you," one of them cooed, her voice dripping with malevolence. The guardians braced themselves, knowing that the true battle had only just begun. As the sirens circled, their ghostly figures gliding effortlessly over the terrain, a sudden, inexplicable stillness descended upon the surroundings. The haunting lullaby was replaced by an oppressive silence.

“We had sex near one of the trees, remember? Under one of the trees in that area was a temple for the Faye beings. There, the creatures worshiped their god Pan. He is a satyr, half-goat, half-man. And the one chasing us is Erato, a priestess, and prophet of Pan. For them, what we did was a desecration of their temple. Not only that, but we also destroyed the place a bit. We littered the area, used the branches of the tree for our firewood, and carved our names on the bark of the tree.” Uncle became suddenly terrified of what Mira had said, but he hid the fear in his eyes. He also finally realized what has caused this frightening haunting that has continually plagued him. “I’ll ask for forgiv

The constant moving eye on one side of her face moves even faster then before as if surveying every inch of land. Suddenly, one of the three heart seeker jumps out of the woods. The wolf like head opens up and the tendril from the dead head attached shivers within the living head and through its mouth. The tentacle splits into three separate smaller appendages. There is a hungry mouth in the middle of the opening that salivates at the thought of sinking its dark and cracked teeth into the flesh of a being birthed from the darkness itself. However, this siren is no push over. The blue creature’s reaction is instant almost like the feeling of the warm winds told her what side the creature was

He urged. The female voice came back on. “I am Zarya, Eulalia of the sirens. Any who carry the blood of sirens and any supernaturals who do not, but disagree with what has been done to supernaturals, follow your heart to me and help us fight. Spread this message.

She declared with a smile positively. “The thing is supernaturals are real”. He paused a bit to see her reaction, probably to see her go crazy or hysterical or probably laugh to his face and call him crazy but surprisingly, none of that came. “The powerful races supernatural world consists of Werewolves, vampires, witches and demons. But the weaker races consists of Sirens, banshees, faes, fairys, mermaids and even elves.” She nods.

Chapter 13 >Club Equinox. Day< “A siren?” Zeke nods his head, a grim expression across his face. “Sirens are mystical beings, older than both vampires and werewolves. They feed on psychic and sexual energies.” “Wait a minute. Do you believe it´s possible that a siren is responsible for my repressed memories?” “It´s a possibility.” Zeke eyes me warily. “Who are you, Laura Rose? What´s your connection to the oracles?”