Best Sirius Black Fanfiction Novels & Stories

So no, Mr Stark didn’t force himself on Miles. I thought about putting this in Mr Stark’s POV, but I don’t want to write about Mr Stark yet, so we’re sticking with Miles for now. Meaning we all blacked out during the deed. Meaning, I’m robbing ya’ll of the drunk sex scene. Oops. So yeah, there’s that. ***

The part I pressed down flat and covered over with anger and practicality and every reasonable reason why what he was asking for was out of the question. My hands were shaking and it wasn't from fear and I already knew — standing alone in the dark with his voice still inside my head, I spent four hours learning it — that I was not going to be able to think my way out of what my own body had already answered. Xavier Blackwell didn't make offers. He made decisions. And somewhere between that hotel bar and the back of his car, without asking my permission, he had decided on me. The worst part wasn't that.

Sophia's POV Richard Black was smiling. That was the detail that broke something open in the room. Not the threat. Not Mrs. Park standing beside Diana with the calm of someone who had finished a job well. The smile. A man whose sons believed he had been controlled, manipulated, removed from his own life by a woman he had never stopped loving. Standing there. Smiling for the camera. I looked at Damien's face. He was looking at the photograph the way you look at a wound you didn't know you had until someone pointed at it.

'' He murmured. ''Yes, yes. I'm here...I'm here...'' Tylor's dark orbs flickered back to his green ones. Hope gleamed in my heart. A second later his black eyes had returned. That hope drizzled down like the tears that streamed down my face. ''Sky!'' He growled. He was pressing his weight on me. He moved his bulge in between my thighs. I screamed and trashed beneath him. Tylor groaned. ''Feisty.......the more you move the more I get turned on. Fuck Sky....''

Charlotte said from her bed. "Good morning to you too." I grabbed my towel. "No seriously, did you sleep?" She asked. "I got some sleep." I got up and grabbed my towel. "The dinner was a lot." "Yeah, you texted me Cyrus Blackwood is an actual demon at eleven-thirty and then nothing else." She pulled her knees up. "What happened?" "I'll tell you over coffee." I pushed my feet into my slippers. "You're warm," she said. I stopped. "What?"

“Especially yours, Druiss.” “Abilities?” I snort, cocking my head. “What, like superpowers? Sir, with all due respect, are you havin’ me on?” His brows lift ever so slightly, and he turns to Damon with an expression that says you didn’t warn me about this. “This is worse than I thought.” “Told yer,” Damon mutters, his voice dry. Are they referring to me? “Look here, lass.” Mr. Black rolls up the cuff of his immaculate trousers. Despite his rich ebony skin, there’s a vile, festering wound on his shin.

Good thing I chose him as my beta. After the brief meeting, he left my office, leaving me alone. My mind drifted back to the female slave. I could still remember how I almost got lost in her eyes when I snapped that old man's neck. They were so ... "Curse the Damned!" I bellowed and smashed my fist on the table. I am Alpha Sirius Night, I can get whatever I want. I tore out a piece of parchment and grabbed a feather, dipped it inside the jar of ink and began to draw out a painting of the slave. I know it might sound odd but yes, I can paint.

Waiting for further orders from Sirius. Sirius lowered his head, propped his hands beside Ashley's body, and kissed Ashley on the lips, until both of them were out of breath. He caressed the girl's soft cheek while continuing to look into her beautiful eyes. "Baby, I've been waiting for this moment. Right now I can claim you as mine." Ashley smiled at Sirius' statement and immediately wrapped her arms around Sirius' neck in a spoiled manner. She replied by kissing the handsome man's sweet lips. "Me too Bubba..." Ashley saw his black pupils filled with lust,and love. Love for her.

Felly Lopez said angrily. "What did you say?" "Uh... Sister Mia, no, I didn't mean that! I'm talking nonsense, how could Martin Blackstorm have a crush on Ashley? Even if he wanted to, his fans wouldn't want to." "..." Mia's eyes froze, and she glanced at Felly Lopez, "Say that last sentence again." "I'm sorry, Sister Mia, I'm talking nonsense again! I mean..." Mia suddenly twitched her lips, and her eyes were a little more haze in the middle. "No, you are not talking nonsense. I suddenly felt... If they really have something, it is not bad!"

My brows furrowed when I realized it was Tyler and Taliyah, my long-lost friends in the industry. I placed my bags and car keys on the table and sat with them in the living room. “How are you, Vish?” Tyler asked, they are curious now huh? “Doing fine,” I said with my classy tone. “We heard and it’s all over the news you’re having therapy with Dr. Black,” Taliyah smirked when Tyler asked again. “Dr. Jairo Black right,” Taliyah creepily asked. “Yes,” “A hottie doctor aiding you huh,” we laughed in sync.