Novel & Cerita Sirius Black Bellatrix Lestrange

She stared at it through four rings. Then she picked up. Silence on the other end for a beat. Then a man's voice, professional and careful. "Mrs. Black. I apologize for the hour. My name isn't important right now." A pause. "But I think you should know that someone close to you has been paying for information about you. And what they've been told isn't accurate." Bella's hand tightened on the phone. "Who is this?" she said. The line went dead.

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

Vador sighed as Aleister entered the study. "Call Alizon," Aleister said."Call her now" "Yes? You called for me,"a lady in white appeared.She had a white mark running from her hair down to her forehead,her hair was black. Alizon was a white witch,she was also Vador's godmother who stayed in the east empire disguised as an old lady.She was King Alarie's younger sister who was not killed when the dark witches had attacked because they didn't know about her. Only Vador and Aleister knew about her,she was a very powerful witch with healing powers and the ability to summon souls.

‎The name formed naturally. ‎La Veintiuna Negra. ‎Black Twenty-One. ‎It fit. ‎Because once she acted, the outcome was final. ‎🖤 ♣️ ‎Years passed. ‎Isabella grew into her role fully. ‎She became sharper. ‎More precise. ‎She didn’t rush decisions. ‎Didn’t waste words. ‎She understood leverage. ‎Timing. ‎Control. ‎By her early twenties, she was no longer just Mateo’s responsibility. ‎She was his equal in strategy.