Sirius Black Aesthetic Novels & Stories

I don't pay for any of that. I pay my entrance fee in cash. I don't want them to track my name through my cards; I'm a bit suspicious about security. But as soon as I enter, I notice that the place is large and beautiful. All in black and red, which, according to the study of colors, are said to stimulate appetite and libido. I've studied a bit about how colors can affect the brain. I'm a builder. I design buildings and love colors. I've learned a bit about how to stimulate hunger, libido, calmness, and other emotions. But the black attracts me out of curiosity. Everything hidden under veils, everything concealed. The night enchants me, black veils, black suits, black glasses, black decorati

“We’ll see.” I sidestepped her without another word and walked out. The driver was already waiting, engine purring. The car pulled smoothly away from the villa, heading toward Atwak City’s luxury district. Thirty minutes later, I stepped into one of the most exclusive gown ateliers in the city—polished marble floors, crystal chandeliers, racks of fabrics that probably cost more per yard than most people’s rent. And there he was. Kaelen Black. Leaning against a velvet chaise, surrounded by a gaggle of she-wolves hanging on his every word. Black suit tailored to perfection, hugging those broad shoulders and long legs. He looked effortlessly dangerous, charming the group with that lazy, predato

Amelia adjusted her blazer as she stepped into the grand lobby of Black Tower. The space was as intimidating as its owner: sleek, modern, and unapologetically commanding. Polished black marble floors reflected the pristine glass walls, and a massive geometric chandelier cast intricate patterns of light across the space. A steady hum of professionalism filled the air as employees moved with purpose. She approached the front desk, where a woman in a sharp suit greeted her with a knowing smile. “Ms. Hayes, Mr. Black is expecting you. Please follow me.”

“I don't believe black should be the theme. The suit itself is in black, so the theme should be something lighter. Something that speaks to anyone who sees it, and not just a bland colour. Ruby red is our best bet.” “I don't understand why you're being so stubborn about this, Nova. Black is a classic choice. It's timeless and sophisticated. Ruby Red is a risk. It's flashy and attention-seeking,” he argued, his eyes narrowed to slits as he watched me. “Not only will black match well with our designs, but it will show our customers how mature we are.”

Love such a wonderful emotion which can fill ones life with colorful dreams but at the same if it's not valued it can haunt you till eternity. _________ CAST & CREW Alexander Black an 26 year old arrogant ruthless billionaire heir whose ways of dealing with his enemies will make them fear him even in their next birth. He is the dream man of every girl with 6.3 feet tall and muscular well built body with the looks of Greek god. He is the CEO of Blacks Business Empire for the outside world he is a ruthless business man but no one can imagine the power he hold with his strong connections with various mafia leaders and politicians across the world.

Maybe hoarseness. Sirius folded his arms, eyeing me carefully despite the cool disassociation of his voice. “Not what you expected?” he drawled. I forced myself to meet his eyes, drawing my gaze up from the counter only to meet his chest. I kept going, my neck craning. He was taller than I had ever imagined, nearly seven feet tall–no wonder, gauging the size of his wolf form. Continuing to trail up the crisp linen button-up he wore, noting his massive forearms. Goddess, he was bigger than Justin! His dress shirt was tucked into creased dress pants, up over the open collar, revealing pale, nearly paper-white skin, then to his eyes. His very golden eyes. Alight and bright, keen and seeking, hi

Sirius was certain that they would have it many more times. “Do not say her name!” Malachi bellowed. “It’s my office, I’ll say or do whatever I want,” Sirius replied calmly as he made a sweeping motion with his hand encompassing the office and indicating the changes made since Sirius ascended to the position. The black walls were now a light gray, and the dark built-ins and shelves were now cornflower blue. Navy geometric patterns on the wallpaper in the back of the shelves offered a contrast to the lighter colors. He did keep the giant crest behind the desk. Mainly because the large plaster medallion was part of the wall.

Stepping out of the elevator and onto Cristiano's forbidden floor, I felt like I was breaking into Area 51, except instead of aliens, I was probably about to uncover some deep, dark mafia secrets. The lights overhead shining from the ceiling were dim, casting the massive space in this moody black-and-white vibe that was so… Cristiano. Everything was perfect, simple, and cool, like a luxury penthouse straight out of a P*******t board titled “Rich Villain Aesthetic.” There was no clutter, no personality really—just sharp lines, sleek surfaces, and black and white of everything.

"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."

"Sir my partner is here, she will see to the rest." "I can't stay any longer, my meeting will start now. Any doubts don't hesitate to ask Ryan. Also take your advance from him." that voice, it felt like I have heard it before. "Bella, Mr. Blackwood didn't like the black and white design." she said looking sad. "I can make better ones and I will show it by tomorrow evening." I can't let this deal go, I will work harder. "No ma'am what your partner meant is that Mr. Blackwood likes the black, purple and gold one. He insisted on using that only. The deal is final."