Is Sirius Black Evil Novels & Stories

Durian said, which only earned him a glare from Maximus. “Well, I think they are back,” Saphira said in a sharp tone. “Who do you think was involved in this?” She turned to Ash with her hands folded across her chest. No one practiced black magic anymore, as it was forbidden in the supernatural world. Anyone who practices it already ends up becoming evil and gets deeply engaged in it because of the amount of power they could acquire, but the power comes at a great price. “There is only one person I could think of, Hazel,” Ash said in a bitter tone.

Ezra’s giant black wolf dropped from the sky. He landed right in the middle of three rogue wolves. He was a pure killing machine. He didn't hesitate. His massive jaws clamped directly onto a rogue's neck, snapping it with one brutal, sickening crunch. He whipped his heavy head, throwing the dead wolf across the square like a ragdoll. Blood sprayed across his black fur. It was pure, bloody carnage. Ezra was a lethal machine. Claws tore through flesh. Bone snapped under his heavy paws. Blood sprayed across the white snow. The rogues tried to fight back, but they were nothing against a furious Alpha King.

My hand trembled as I picked it up. The front was blank except for two letters in bold black ink: HE I flipped it over. We know what you're protecting. We know where he is. Humans will dominate this world again—and wolves like you won't stop us. If you want to talk, call the number below. If you don't... well. Accidents happen to children all the time. A phone number was printed at the bottom. My blood turned to ice. Sirius. They knew about Sirius. They'd been in here. In our cottage. While we were—

When silence fell above us for a few minutes, I dared to open my eyes, and God, I wish I didn’t. His eyes had gone completely black. This is it. This is how I die under the hand of a mythical creature for some unknown reasons. I was alone with a cold-blooded psychopath, one that had almost killed my brother, and no one would help me if I cried for help since it seems as the people here worship the ground he walks on. Sure enough, in one swift motion, I was shoved up against a wall with feet dangling and his hand around my throat. I tried desperately to breathe, but no air could get in.

I saw him lighting another candle. I took a deep sigh. “Are you-” “Is the scent not that nice?” He cut me off. “Better if you’ll stop lighting another one doc, we're not summoning some devils to have our ritual with that bunch of candles.” I crossed my legs comfortably before presenting the innocent eyes and seducing lips. I’m obtainable seductive and siren inside out, I want to finish this man right here, right now. When would they give me a signal to kill him now? I’m running out of patience, tsk. Doc. Jairo Black, what did you do to make them think you were an enemy?

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

He said. “What is it?” Hierro asked. “The black witches, as the name implies, belong to the darkness.” Reyan answered. “The evil witches of the previous world may be dabbling in dark arts, but it is different to the black witches who belong to the darkness.” He explained as he looked at Hierro. Hierro’s eyes flashed. “These dark witches’ means are more ruthless than the evil witches.” He said. “This is because they belong to the darkness, which refers to their souls being black. That means, extremely evil.” He explained.

he explained. "Well let's hope for your sake that she shows up or we find another witch to give you a baby hybrid, You can tell the guards to extend the search to human territories, she might be hiding there, put up a huge sum of reward for anyone that can find her, humans love money and won't mind selling their soul to the devil to have it," I said to Richard, he nodded his head and was about leaving when Black entered the office. Black is a vicious and powerful leader of a rogue gang that has been working with me for some time now. He has been my right-hand man for many years. One thing I like about him is that he delivers any assignment given to him and his gang.

“Ethan-” “That is Sir Auger for you, young lady.” he said darkly. He turned on his heel. I thought he was going to do something when he hang his head low. He was looking at something. I followed his gaze, and my whole body went solid as a rock when he I saw he was stepping on Harry’s arms. Tears were forming in the corners of my eyes, pushing to pour down when Auger took out a gun.

She was a legend people either feared or pretended not to know. And Blackwood had witches. Hybrid, lunatic, chicken-blooded witches who could sniff secrets out of bones and dreams. “Vivienne Moreau,” he called, voice sharper now, and deliberate. “Open the damn door.” Yep. That was it. Funeral bells. End credits. Roll the fucking montage. I can see my family calling me to join them in hell. “Damn you, Atlas Blackwood,” I muttered under my breath, pacing once, twice, then stopping dead.