Harry Potter Black Sisters Novels & Stories

“I have to use you as a weapon. Just this once.” The snow fell silently around her. Ava stood at the edge of the rooftop, the wind tearing through her hair. She knew from this moment on, she would never be that little girl again—the one who cried over broken friendships, who believed in the goodness of people. She was Ava Rosier now. Queen of the black roses. And she was going to dig her thorns into everyone who had wronged her. She would collect every debt owed to her, with interest. One by one. No exceptions.

Every studio she entered met her with cold stares or a door in her face. When the men in black came for her, her only thought was, 'Fine. Take me. Let the whole world burn.' … Giana and Hilda Chamberlains, the seventh and eighth sisters, were in the middle of a television interview. Hilda hosted a program at Silverton Broadcasting Station. She had invited her sister as the first guest, expecting a quick boost in ratings. The cameras were rolling. The questions had not even begun when several men walked in. They said nothing, lifted both women, and carried them out.

Speaking to Leya, she spoke not like a woman of heart, but a woman of steel. "Tonight we stole his wealth. Tomorrow, his shame will be ours. And in good time, we'll demonstrate to the world what Samuel Blackwood can do." The sisters lay still in thickening, darkening silence. Out of anger and loss, between them, they created something new: purpose. And far away, in his glass and stone citadel, Samuel sat in darkness, a monarch over concealed wolves. The Black Ledger was. And it was only the beginning.

"Don't blame yourself for your brother's greed and stupidity." "Then don't carry the weight of his stupidity on your shoulders alone." She spoke against my finger, her breath hot and making it impossible to focus. "I thought the Black Rose was a team? A family?" Her words hit harder than they should have. The truth in them settling uncomfortably in my chest alongside the arousal still coursing through my veins.

“Hey! You know Kat?” “Yup. She’s my younger sister,” Black answered, sitting up on the bed. “What a small world. Hi, Kat! I think I’ll skip school today. My head still hurts—I drank too much.” Black shot his sister a sharp look. “Why are you here? Didn’t I tell you you’re not allowed in here, Yellownora?” “Sorry. Where’s my earpods?” Black got up, walked over to the drawer, took the earpods, and tossed them at her. “Leave. You too,” he added, glancing at Grey.

Lila asked to break the tension between the queen and Cassie. "I need my sister Alethea , Mira and Brianna here. These is a job for the witches pure magic against black magic. " In a short span of time the queen was able to gather the people she wanted to be present in getting back Alexandra. And begun to lay their plans.

She suggested, waiting for him to do but Ash didn’t respond to her and only tried to look inside the house through the little glass window. Saphira sighed deeply and rested her back on the chair she was sitting on. The village was eerily quiet for her liking, and she couldn't see anyone around, which made it harder for them to ask for Hazel. Saphira knew what was going on in Ash’s mind. He was hoping he was wrong about his sister and she hoped so, too. “I can’t believe your sister is involved in black magic. You maybe, but Hazel, it’s hard to imagine” Saphira continued glancing at Ash, who was trying to look inside the house through the window, but found nothing.

The door opens and Heleni walks in, dressed in all black looking like the angel of death. "Harry, let's leave the ladies to it, shall we?"

"The girl... party, sandton.. fight..with a guy coz he called you dyke.." I laughed, Godness time flied, I even forgot that happened, "woow T.. are you stalking my life right now..?" She laughed too as we got inside the elevator, "girl whaat? I'm not stalking you.. so she's your girlfriend's sister.. I mean Paris Black's little sister.." "She's Amora Black... don't put her under the shadow of her sister please. Let her do this as her and not Paris' sister.." "I see.. you're pretty found of her. Some of these tabloids thought you was dating her before her sister.."

Ari pointed out. “You sure you’re not related?” Gia asked with a smirk as Ari punched her in the arm. “Ow.” She pouted. “Some prophetic warriors.” I laughed. They passed the prophecy that was in a way a curse down through pixie bloodlines. It told of five sisters who could control an element to the point of becoming the element itself, but the more powerful the ability, the more debilitating the side-effect. Like my migraines and vision loss. Five sisters who would stop a great evil that was trying to destroy the mythological realm and connect it to the human one. The sisters are suspected of hiding the key to the human realm. The key, when used, could cause a rift between our realm and thei