Sirius Black As A Dog Novels & Stories

that rippled… “Something wrong?” he asked. She shook her head. “No.” But the look he gave her said he knew otherwise. Then, quieter—gentler, he said, “Tell me about her.” “Who?” “Your wolf. What is she like?” Of all things she hadn’t expected him to ask that. She hesitated, pulled her lips thin, then said, “She’s impatient. Quick to bite and sometimes…moody.” “So like you.” A snort escaped her. “Can’t be compared.” He said nothing. “She’s smarter for what it is,” Saeris admitted, a bit ruefully. “Edgier. Like she knows something I don’t. At one point she was changing me. If you think we’re alike, then she’d make me so.” A long pause. Then softly— “What’s her name?” “Sirius.”

"Do you wanna know what's going on or nah?" I gathered my senses and puffed a loud breath before following his steps downstairs. My eyes widened when we reached the wide, big underground and my jaw dropped when I saw a huge cage in the corner with thick steel bars. It was like a giant's white cage and there was a huge, brown dog inside, bigger than the usual dogs. It looked like a Siberian husky but bigger, as in bigger... like a monster, no! more on like a freaking werewolf! I stepped background as the dog howled so loud.

“This has got to be them.” Chief Hayes looked at the sheriff and then looked over to me. “Any evidence to suggest that this was not the work of an animal?” I looked at the limp and flabby pile of bloody sinew that used to be Principal Graham. “Witness across the street described the assailant as a large black dog,” I said. “But I’ve never heard of a dog doing anything like this. Not this bad, anyway.” “You’d be surprised how vicious some breeds can get,” said the DNR guy. He didn’t look much older than James. I didn’t recognize him, but a lot of those guys live in the country.

" The system’s notification suddenly went off in Lucas' mind. Lucas was astonished. 'Mythical… Mythical Beast Sky Canine? 'It's a Mythical Beast?' Lucas could not imagine lumping the little black dog together with a mythical beast. 'It looks like an ordinary dog to me. 'But there’s no mistake since the System has said it's a mythical beast.' "Come here." Lucas called out to the little black dog. The little black dog seemed to understand Lucas' words. It turned around and looked at Lucas, puzzled.

They were turning the pages as quickly as possible to find any reference to this creature until they found a page titled ‘Black Dogs’ It had drawings to the creatures in it and when shown to Rory he would yelp in disbelief, the look on the page was so detailed. The book read: Black Dogs are a sign of great problems to come, they only act at the behest of hell and the one that summoned them. Black Dogs are giant hounds bred on the lower levels of Hades, they reach 46” in height, and with big and athletic builds, their teeth are large and sharp and always in display, and their tails are long and thick as workers' rope. Their eyes are red and orange like a flame as if their spirits were flamed

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—

“Are you telling me what to do, little one?” The nickname sends a shudder up my spine, especially since I realize now how tiny and insignificant I look standing next to him. My body begins to heat up again, every nerve in my body coiling with each word he says. Goddess, how is it this hard to resist one person? “I'm telling you to leave me alone.” Damien Bloodhound stares at me silently. His black eyes flash red again, slightly, and my body trembles at the mere fact that he could snap my wrist out of its sockets if he really wanted to before I hear him say, “I'll be taking you to the hospital. Come.”

“It’s written in Romanian. It means ‘Home for Lost Pets.’ My wife was Romanian. She started this place with me.” Sylvania nodded slowly. “That’s beautiful.” There was a short pause. Then Mr. Elric asked gently, “Can you describe your dog, miss?” “Yes,” Sylvania said quickly, and she took a deep breath. “He’s an Australian Shepherd. Fluffy white and brown fur… and he has a black patch on his chest and tail.” The old man smiled wide. “I think we have a dog just like that. Come with me.”

Matthias is all that and more to the Pack and to the Alpha. My father nods and places his finger on the intercom. "Thank you. Please escort her in." A few moments pass in tense silence until Matthias opens the door to the office, Layla trailing behind him with her hands clasped in front of her. He places his hand on her back and guides her in. "Sit." He growls at her and for a split second of weakness, I almost feel kind of bad for the she-wolf. You won't be able to find a single wolf in Blackwater who isn't more than fond of Willie. She is fated to be our next Luna after all, even though she isn't yet aware.

As Kyle was seated in the car, his anger got even worse. His eyes started changing from it's normal blue color to deep blood red. The driver felt the thick and intense bloodlust coming from Kyle. The atmosphere dropped and it was choking. He drove faster and finally, they arrived at Black Eye.