Sirius Black As A Dog Novels & Stories

The wolf, Moon gives me chills. **Rex** ‘Maybe it's just the fact that we haven't met a wolf this old before. What do you think, Kit? Do we clue in Tristan or not? Surprises are bad. I've always said that and I've been right every single time.’ **Tristan**

I took the chaos to mind link Tristan in privacy, his voice weak from the amount of silver he was contained with. : Tristan, is this you? The attack? It’s 50 wolves, no scent… what?... they’re all black wolves… Tristan, what is this? : the moment I see them I’m shocked, they are all huge like Silas, if not bigger, their fur as black as night and they are all lethal and deadly looking. A black-furred wolf is a thing of legend, no wolf has ever been fully black, not since the very first Alpha, the very first wolf to ever howl to the moon. If these 50 wolves were all pitch black...who the hell were they and where the hell did they come from?

“Max?” The growl became louder, and Pamela jumped backward. “What is wrong with him?” Max continued staring. His tail wasn’t wagging anymore. For the first time since I’d met him, he looked genuinely protective. Jason immediately stepped forward. “Max.” The dog glanced at him, then back at Pamela while still growling. Pamela looked horrified. “Jason!” She screamed. “I’m handling it.” He said tiredly . “Your dog is insane.” Jason sighed. “He’s not.”

His parents, John and Sarah, had always been a bit concerned about his voracious sexual appetite, but they chalked it up to typical teenage hormones. Little did they know that Harry's insatiable hunger was about to be fed by the most unexpected source – their best friend and neighbor, Sirius Blackwood. Sirius was a handsome man in his early forties, with a chiseled jaw and a wicked gleam in his eye. He was married to James Blackwood, a successful businessman who was often away on long business trips.

In that instant when she saw the wolf's face clearly, sarah's vision went black, and she fainted. She didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but she could hear someone calling her. "Wake up, wake up, did you make the call to the police?" "She was bitten by that big gray-black dog on the ground, right?" "No, the blood on her face isn't hers. She hasn't been injured at all, but this big gray dog, he's seriously hurt." "Hey, miss, what breed is this big gray dog? It's so huge, I've never seen such a big dog before. Is it dead?"

Izzy answered with a smile. “If he yells at you, Isabella, please tell me,” Yuri told her calmly as he gave Max an evil grin. “Is there something you need other than to threaten me?” Max asked Yuri. “Yes, there is a call about a large black dog with glowing red eyes. You are the shift supervisor, so what would you like to do about this?” Yuri asked. “Can I go with whoever takes the call?” Izzy asked with excitement.

I’ll even help you deal with any of them. “And how would I know you won’t back stab me?” “The same way I know you won’t. It’s not your reputation. Look up Black Dogs. You know of them?” “Order of mercenaries.” “Bingo,” the man said. “Asked them about Vanargand.” “I see.” “You heard of the name?” “It’s another name for Fenrir, monster-wolf of Norse mythology.” “I thought using Fenrir could be copyright infringement, or just piss the guy off.” “That would be unwise.”

She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Goodness, fine!" I helped her stand and she brushed herself off. She glared at all the dogs before lifting her hand. "Sit!" Then, six butts hit the ground. The dogs' tails thudded against the earth and saliva dripped to the grass from panting mouths. She pointed at each one of the dogs and spoke their names, I forgot them all as soon as she spoke them. Except one. Daisy was this huge Bernese Mountain dog with thick fur and a huge loving smile. I already knew she was going to be my favorite. I didn't remember the others, but I knew the Great Dane was Eliza's favorite.

An excruciating pain made him step back, distancing himself from Adrian. "Who is it?" Noah shouted, looking in the direction from which the light came. There, a big black dog was leisurely approaching. The dog was approximately human-sized, and it sported a small white spot on its forehead. A faint blue light was emanating from the white spot. Obviously, the light had come from there. "What is that?"

“You take me as a damned fool now, do you?” I gulped, feigning innocence. “I have no idea what you’re on about.” Darius tugged me hard against his chest and leaned down until I could feel his hot breath dance across my cheek. His lips brushed my ear as he whispered low enough for only me to hear. “I can smell the stench of a dog from the Black Syndicate from a mile away, girl.” My chest constricted with panic. I couldn’t come up with a single comeback or anything that could potentially save my life.