Severus Black Novels & Stories

"Now, how can I help you?" "Do not accept anything from Sirius Black," he said, his tone suddenly serious. I turned around, my curiosity piqued. "I'm very curious, so please, explain what you mean by that." He ran a hand through his hair, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, clearly agitated. "Just don’t accept any of his favors. The guy is a complete cunt." "Because you lost to him?" I retorted, crossing my arms. "What a brilliant explanation for him being a cunt."

“Mrs. Blackwell, Leo is stable. He is still very weak, but he’s holding on. We are watching him closely.” I closed my eyes and breathed hard. “Thank you. Please let me know if there’s any change.” The call then dropped and I held the phone a moment longer, then put it down slowly and I was a bit hopeful. I walked downstairs to the kitchen and I could perceive the odour of a coffee and something cold I couldn’t name. Sebastian sat at the long dining table and he was dressed in black, like always. His eyes didn’t look at me. They never did.

"That's strange. Someone must have whispered in the right people's ears, because since the Ministry was founded, one of its bases was to assure that everyone had a just trial. As just as politics can get. But someone must not have wanted to see him free." "And I agree with you, Erik. The mess will be gigantic well the press gets its hands on this news. Sirius Black is the presumptive Lord of the Black family, as he is the last living male Black. His grandfather, Lord Arcturus Black, passed away last year." "Yes, I can see it. 'Heir Black is thrown in Azkaban without trial'." Erik made a gesture with his hands, like he was reading a big banner. Amelia nodded at that. She knew that just like E

Darren said, cutting me off. "What?" "I don't like Nutella." "Are you serious?" I asked, eyeing him incredulously. "No, I'm Darren. And I don't like Sirius Black, the dude's creepy." I just gave him a blank stare. "Who is Sirius Black?" I asked, scrunching my brows up in confusion. "Who would have that sort of a name?" "He's in Harry Potter," He said, shaking his head at me. "You wouldn't know." "Oh," I said. I only watched the first movie of the series and I didn't like it. So I didn't watch it's subsequent parts.

The infamous Andrew walked in with his bag slung sluggishly over his shoulders. I sat up straighter to have a better look at his face. Oh my.... My brain seemed to malfunction. Everything slowed even my heart stopped. I needed time to take him all in. He didn't have freckles, he didn't wear glasses, he didn't need braces because....hell.....shit....he had the most perfect smile on earth. I couldn't help but stare. He had jet black hair that seemed to bring out his dangerously grey eyes. They were so bright but his long eyelashes overshadowed them. There was something dark in those eyes...mysterious. It oozed all over him.

The next day at the Von Strudel mansion, it was not a normal morning, the family had received an unexpected visit, it was Markus Blackwood, the powerful werewolf warrior, leader of his pack; in the human version of him he is a manmuscular, with an imposing presence and an intense gaze. He has a neatly trimmed beard and black hair, which he usually wears short and messy. Her facial features are strong and angular, with thick eyebrows and a straight, prominent nose. She has deep dark eyes that seem to peer into people's souls.

Sir you need to bring a prescription before we can dispense the two drugs she stated politely and I smiled at her. "Ohhh sorry my bad I don't know you don't dispense drugs like that but let me cut the story short am Damon Black I whispered into her ear and she gasped!." "I'm so sorry Mr Damon I don't know if it's was you perhaps may be because you're not always seen " "I quite understand that you're doing your job,'' just get me the drug I stated as she smiled widely at me. $50 dollars for the two drugs sir and I hand over $200 dollars to her, I need a syringe and needle she bring it's out once and waved me goodbye".

a feminine and gentle voice smiled at me, but although I recognized all the maids of the castle, I did not remember this. They didn’t dress like that, they didn’t behave like that. Something was different then. His eyes were covered by a seal, his hair was dark in a purplish tone and his lips were black - just like his clothes. "Should I prepare a bath? Or would you rather eat something light before changing?" She fired and there was something in her tone that made me thank her for not being able to see her eyes. I felt that look would destroy me. "Why am I here?" It was probably what would come out of my mouth and then take how many minutes for Azrael to appear?

his further pleading went in vain as Lyceon in an unimaginable speed clutched his neck in tight grip and let out a deep and loud growl shaking everything and everyone around Him. Allison let out a blood curdling scream with their Alpha whose son was being lifted in the air by the Lycan king. Anger rising in every cell of his body as black furs sprouted from his body, could be seen from his bare skin. Sebastian's eyes popped out by the force on his neck, he was thrashing badly in His hold. “You fucking dare to stop me! You filthy mutt!” He thundered, venom laced in his tone as His smoldering rage consumed every single soul into his flames. His black-pitched eyes turned red again Making Alliso

She is d*mn serious right now. “I’ve been waiting for this day to come. Belphegor was the demon who mercilessly killed 24,000 citizens of Sephora Kingdom, including my parents. He seized the souls of my countrymen and used them as a power source for his loathsome invention. Those agonizing and tormenting events are still vivid in my head,” she added. Okay, I see now. Her motivation to fight is revenge. She want to avenge those 24,000 mages who were ruthlessly killed by Belphegor.