Harry Potter Sirius Black Death Novels & Stories

She hollered back. "Kate would never kill any innocent person, what did your brother do?" I exhaled heavily and wiped off the rainwater that blinded me temporarily. The cut on my forehead had healed back, thanks to my nature. "She pronounced him dead because he attempted to save his girlfriend from the wicked grasp of a demonic vampire." "Wait! Is your brother Harry? The werewolf that dated Mary, a witch that summoned a warlock?" My eyes flashed red and I pushed the hoodie girl away from my sight. She raced into the woods, disappearing from our sight.

Mom looked at me with sadness in her eyes and I wondered if there was something she was trying to hide from me. This was what most people did: judge someone by how they look. Sirius Black looked like a criminal that everyone believed him to be. The first time they met, with his gaunt, sunken face, waxy skin, yellow teeth, and long, matted hair, even Harry said that Sirius reminded him of what a corpse might look like. While Peter Pettigrew looked like someone who wouldn't hurt a fly. But in the end, Peter was the one who had betrayed James, his own best friend. Looks can be really deceiving.

"Very simple kiddos, I just have to kill her and eat her heart, then I will be the most powerful supernatural in the universe, it..." Lord Voldemort couldn't finish his sentence as a punch from nowhere connected on his jaw making him lose his stance as he took some steps back. "Kill her? You have to pass through me first." Dorian muttered, standing protectively in front of Summer. "No, you have to pass through us." Damon added from behind as he also joined Dorian and they both took a fighting stance. "Very well children, you have just signed your death wish." Lord Voldemort declared as his eyes took a shade of black and the hall was engulfed with a deadly aura.

I was certain that I knew this one and leaned towards Rai. "A death God is nearing, we should introduce ourselves," I mumbled softly and prepared to stand. My eyes began to glow at the numerous Kasa-obake (ghosts) that were coming out of the forest. My mother perked up instantly and watched each spirit with a curious gaze. The Death God followed, its red eyes darted around the area. The dark creature had brought its mate with him and the pair approached Rai and I in deep black wispy tendrils. I told Rai to change into Grim as I changed into my black Death mist. I noticed my mother had changed as well and was coming to our sides, my father and his lady friend were nowhere to be seen making me

He asks squinting his eyes at me slightly, like he was trying to look through me. "Yes, Mr-" "Mr Black!" My uncle's voice boomed from behind me,cutting me off as he approaches Damon with open arms. The two men exchanged a hearty embrace, like two old friends. My eyes widen with shock, how do they know each other? I knew Damon was a billionaire who was well acquainted with a lot of people but I didn't know my uncle was one of them. "How are you Tom?" They pulled apart and I just stood between them, a puzzled expression covering my face.

Now that she thought about it, she wondered where Daisy is. Penny bowed at them and led them to where the bodies were kept. "These are the bodies found last night." She said as she showed them the bodies. Dana looked at the lifeless bodies, she could tell they were really killed by black magic. When a person is killed with black magic, the body decompose faster than normal dead bodies and their eyes turn completely black. She shifted her gaze to the vampire who died in it form, it probably could not fight against such evil spell.

"What happened to him, and the fate of the nine men that were deceived?" "The dark lord was sealed by my duke, your father. Five of the nine men were slaughtered by me, and three had not been seen in years. They were known as Nazguls, or we called them the Black Riders. Not only that, they were always drawn to the weapons that killed their master, the soul nectar, because they believed it held the key to restoring their master's. " "So, you mean the Smiths are the ones that slaughter the dark lord Sensoi, then free Gordon and Gaea from the hands of the darkness?"

a smirk slipped out his mild to think how the Elders' reaction would let them know about this. However, the king realized that the omega was watching him closely, so he cleared his throat and said, “Back to Harold's case… so you found him dead after you finished your work?” “Well, yes, after he paid me for my service, I was planning to go home, but then I heard his scream coming from upstairs, so I returned back to his lab. There, I met the black mage who just killed Lord Whitewood,” Jeremiah explained, “the black mage fled and I couldn't catch him, so then I analyzed Lord Harold’s corpse and found out that it was the same spell that used to kill King Victor and judging from the mana, Armada

Lucian was tossing a lighter up and down, his unhinged blue eyes wide and scanning me from head to toe. "Look at that," Lucian chuckled, walking down the steps toward us. His steps were erratic, loose. "She's wearing the boss's hoodie. Did you break her already, Blackwood? "Back off, Lucian," Killian said, his voice dropping into that terrifyingly growl. He didn't get off the bike.

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie