Supernatural Sirens Novels & Stories

We had no idea why they had done it since ancient times, but there was a tale that said that the Sirens were children of the minor god of water named Trent and the minor goddess of land named Terra. Unfortunately, their children tried to overpower the first ruler of the Beastman World, making them receive a direct punishment from the Queen Goddess Hera for disobeying the order set by the Supreme Being. It was said that they no longer bore any females of their race, pushing them to capture females from the other tribes in secret. They have a longer life span than regular beastmen since they are children of the minor gods and goddesses, but even if they take any females from the other tribes,

Marina says as her skin begin to turn a blueish green. Her injured leg is discolored from the rest of her, and I make the mental note that sirens don't have fast healing even when they are in contact with their power source. Octavius- Jannah, return home. Garrett. Lucifer. Kohn. Cole. Brandon. Parker. We will be traveling with the siren. The rest of you stay right here. The siren will be back to get you. I step into the water, and the wolves I chose to come with me follow. Marina watches us and nods when she sees I relayed the message.

I recline it all the way back, buckle her in, and hop into the driver's seat, keeping my right hand firmly wrapped around hers as I slam the car into gear and race back toward campus. ********************************* Valerius Perspective We walk into the cavernous warehouse, and the sensory overload hits me like a freight train. The thick, copper stench of fresh death. The sharp, burning tang of what smells like silver. And the unmistakable scent of my sister. I stop in my tracks, staring at the blood-soaked floor and the broken chains. "What did she do?" I whisper, shaking my head in total disbelief. "Silas... what was she thinking?" Silas violently rubs his face in frustration, letting ou

A shape rises from the flames—a tall figure cloaked in darkness, his voice rolling like thunder through the night. “Queen of Supernatural,” it says. “Your reign ends where mine begins.” The Hybrids burst from the camp behind them, weapons drawn, power surging. The air trembles between light and shadow. Damian shifts halfway to his wolf, a snarl ripping from his throat. “Get behind me, Mia.” She doesn’t move. Her eyes blaze silver, the crown of her lineage shimmering above her head like ghostly fire. “No,” she says, her voice steady despite the quake of the earth. “It begins with me.” The darkness smiles. And the world erupts.

It wasn't a color I had seen on anyone before, but I knew all too well about creatures with those eyes. They were believed to be extinct, with almost no records of their existence in the hunters’ council archives. Sirens. One of the most unique beings to ever exist. It would take one in a million chances to run into any of them. That's because their abilities were fangs, strength, or complications. Their presence alone magnifies whatever emotions you feel a thousandfold. Worse, if you have a history with them. That explains what's happening here. Magnus must be lost in thought and overwhelmed by her presence. So was Claire and Akira. I wasn't affected because of the cuff, and Marble had no h

Perhaps it was the overflowing faith within her, but she knew that no matter what happened, she was safe. ***** Outside, Gavriel saw sirens in their deformed humanoid forms climbing onto the ship while his men fought them off. Steel clashed, and bodies fell into the sea. Some sirens that managed to get aboard suddenly took flight, launching themselves into the air. Gavriel locked eyes with Osman just as a siren lunged toward him. He moved instantly, slicing the creature in half. “Your Majesty!” one of his men shouted from behind. Gavriel turned just in time to see another siren leaping at him with a spear. But before it could reach him, the creature was suddenly split cleanly in two, as if c

“And now he says I can’t use Charizard unless I bring a sacrifice!” I blinked. “I’m sorry, he did what now?” Arsen was still processing when Jade charged in behind him, dramatically holding up a red crayon like it was the elder wand. His voice was deep, serious, slightly British for some reason. “THE CARDS HAVE SPOKEN.” “We are five seconds from a full cult ritual,” I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. “And I still haven’t had a second coffee.” Then—because apparently the chaos gods weren’t done—Lorelai floated in. I say floated because she wore a sheer purple cape, a tiara perched sideways on her curls, and she was dragging the mop like it was a sacred staff.

he explains. He finishes by saying, “Sirens also have superhuman strength, which makes you three times as strong as a normal creature because you got strength from all three aspects of you. Sirens also have enhanced speed in water and you can cast illusions and protective spells or marks, but only the female sirens can do that, as you have seen with my aunt Morgana, the Siren Queen, do you understand all I have said?”

Sirens were the only ones with the power to compel. "Yes. The stream is connected to a river. Maybe she was just a young siren wanting to explore." Luciana nodded. "I want to use the library." Raziel shook his head. Knowing how curious she could be, he didn't bother to talk her out of it, not like he had any reason to. "Fine." Luciana's study showed her what she already knew of the sirens. They had brightly colored hairs, they have the power to manipulate, they are very seductive in nature and some other things.

I asked her. "Nothing." she replied, and I could see this was the truth, but there was something more there. "Do you want something to happen?" I pushed. "I don't know. it's complicated." she sighed. "He's a siren a merman, and I'm a werewolf witch hybrid." "So I'm a werewolf, and Ben's a bear shifter." I replied. "Whats the difference?" "Did you know Sirens live in pods and can have pod core families. They can have more than one mate." she said softly.