Sirius Black Bellatrix Lestrange Novels & Stories

This would soil his name and would lead him to me, as he would plead to have me keep all this from spreading more. Finally that witch Maeve would be requested to be banished by the pack while I will save her only to keep her as my personal sex slave. I would use her to my fill and treat her like the spawn of the devil that she was. The thought of it made me feel aroused as I sucked in deep, willing myself to have patience. ***** I was dressed in my finest ceremonial attire as I flirted with a few girls from other packs, each with tempting curves that made me want to hunt them for sport. Then I saw Alpha Bastian at the far left drinking with Healer Harold, one of the pack's most trusted men.

He had predicted her counter-kill, her escape route, and most importantly, the exact moment her ego would create a fatal opening. And he knew she wouldn't gamble with thirty lives. She reached for the broadcast switch, her voice as calm as a frozen lake. "All Black Hawks, follow the descent. Proceed as planned. Anyone who resists... I’ll execute them myself." Sebastian looked at her, his silver eyes fracturing with a heartbreak he couldn't hide. "Skylar..." She turned to him and managed a smile that didn't reach her eyes—eyes that were now as hard as diamonds. "Don't worry, Sebastian. The bigger the cage... the more room I have to plan the next kill."

“I will list out a few terms. You must pick four of the ones that seem favourable to you. Note also that the first and last options are mandatory. Understood?” “Yes,” Anslan nodded, his heart already beating erratically in his chest as he awaited what she would say. "Anslan," Bellatrix paused while fixing her gaze on him. The silence was deafening and tense. Finally, she spoke, "Firstly, I want you to personally whip her," she pointed at Helene, "...a hundred lashes with the same whip used on my mother. Make sure it’s laced with wolfsbane. Afterwards, throw her in a snake cage. This must be done tonight.”

Some juwels seemed to blink between the metal. "Oh, I remember! She wore a golden hairpin that day, a phoenix design with rubies... what a shame it was all molten. She was such a beautiful madwoman... Bellatrix, Bellatrix, you really burned a deep grave for yourself. Well, I guess this happens when a nearly godly power is unleashed without restraint. Sadly, you fell pray to an even deadlier magic. This man really is something. So annoying. Really, too sad that you can't incinerate him as well anymore... I wonder who woud've won in a direct confrontation. Well, both of you are nothing compared to my Kitty."

Tony says as he pulls Lexi out of the room. "It's wolfsbane. It has to be." Aaron says from somewhere in the room. "Reece, Reece it hurts. Make it stop, please." I feel Reece's hold tighten around me. "Someone gave her a drink. Some waiter.. I should've been more alert.." Reece says and I can feel anger radiating off him. "Reece, this isn't your fault. He probably put something else in the drink so we wouldn't be able to detect the smell." The alpha says.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

Mr Chandler said Alex kept a serious face, I saw his eyes move from left to right, he is obviously planning something fishy and wicked "quote her exact statement" Alex ordered "what will a man like Alexander Pendragon do with you?, what kind of appointment brings a man of wealth and a poor lady together?. That was what she said sir" Mr. Chandler said "Miss Bella, is that correct?" Alex asked me I was short of words, I simply nodded and he quickly moved his attention to the receptionist

"You don't have a choice in the matter, sweetheart. The Dark lord wants you to go pack your things now." Fueled by anger, I raised my eyes to them. I was tired of being pushed around, tired of being treated like a pawn in their games. "I am not some obedient pet to fetch and carry on command. You can tell your Dark lord that I refuse to be his plaything. Tell him that if he wants a pet, he can buy a fucking chihuahua." James Bond's expression hardened, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. It was obvious he was their ringleader. “You should watch your mouth, girl. You're treading on thin ice."

I had convinced dad that Xavier isn't a bad guy, but I can't imagine what would happen if they both meet. It would be a disaster. "Okay, call if you won't be coming home tonight." "Aye, aye captain." I sing-song. I walk out of the house with my black pencil heel and a knee length off shoulder black dress. Another Saturday and another party. But this isn't just a party, its a dinner party. I hop into the parked limo, Xavier cologne hung on the air. "Meet our driver for tonight, Mr William." Xavier says. The glass separating the back from the driver side opens to reveal a man with an Italian moustache.

If they try, I will challenge my father to a blood duel right in the Council Judgment Hall. "Hey! High Alpha Lestat actually showed up to a hunt party!" Elijah Blackwell booms, his massive arm slapping across my back. Elijah is almost as tall as I am, built like a giant silverback bear from training with the elite guards of the First Alpha Bloodline. A bad silver-blade injury to his shoulder ended his days as a frontline warrior, so he joined the Alpha Council Alliance instead. He has a tuft of messy yellow hair, a thick golden tan, and a big goofy grin that makes him look like a dumb pup, but he is one of the sharpest minds in the Moonfang Dominion. He is already half-blind from drinking fe