Sirius Black Brother Novels & Stories

I force the whiskey down, trying not to think about how this is supposed to be a celebration. "Relax, man." Ethan claps my shoulder. "You look like you're heading to a funeral." "Maybe I am," I mutter, but the music is too loud for him to hear. Kane, the middle Wintermoon brother, leans forward in the booth. His eyes are hard and calculating. "Let's be clear about something, Blackthorn. Sophia is our baby sister." "I know." I set down my glass. "Do you?" Ryder, the youngest, crosses his arms. "Because your reputation says otherwise. Player. Womanizer. Guy who goes through girls like they're disposable."

’ Sirius took the whisky and downed it in one handing back the glass for a refill, ‘He will face trial for treason against the Pack. He deliberately kidnapped Luna and raped her, and then he choked her to death, these are the facts. He will die for this.’ Anders could hear the pain in his voice, ‘He is your Son Sirius, your flesh and blood, you can show him compassion’ Sirius looked up and his eyes glowed golden they were filled with a cold fury, ‘He murdered my Mate while he was raping her, he got off on killing her and you want me to show him compassion? Really?’

“I would ask what you’re doing, but the lovesick look in your eyes tells me.” “Is she in the Hunt?” Wyatt hoped that the other man would say no. The beast inside him growled at the other man. The older wolf huffed at Demon before offering a low warning growl himself. “If you’re hoping to meet her, I’m afraid you’re out of luck.” Sirius leaned up against the doorframe, studying the man only a few years younger than himself. “Before I tell you anything else about my sister, tell me what you think about the Hunt.”

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.

His eyes dip to my chest, but his eyes narrow, looking at me just as quickly. “I thought you were dating my brother Lester?” “No, he is like a brother to me.” He chuckles. “It would kill him to hear you say that.” “Why would you think I was with Lester?” “I never would have guessed Alston because he is such a good guy. Taking down major corporations, defending the little guy. I thought you liked your guys with a little edge to them.” Sirius shrugs, a carefree look in his eyes. “You used to be a good guy.” Sirius flashes his million-dollar smile that makes my knees weaken.

I couldn’t. He brushed one last kiss against my forehead and slipped out the door as the lock clicked behind him. I slid down the wall until I sat on the wet tile, water still pouring over me, now gone cold. My body hummed with aftershocks and my mind screamed. I had just let my sister’s fiancé go down on me while she slept twenty feet away. And the worst part... the part that would haunt me for years, wasn’t the guilt that followed. It was the quiet, undeniable truth humming under my skin.

She couldn't wrap her head around it, leaving her sleepless all night. Soon, she heard her door opening again. Thinking it was her mother, she looked up and saw Klaus with Vincent behind him. Morticia stood from the bed, facing them speechlessly. "What you saw back there... do you have any questions?" Klaus asked. She had many questions, but none spilled out. Finally, she asked, "What have you two been up to?" Her voice was barely a whisper. Klaus sighed before explaining Simon's dark deals. He told her about Void, the mysterious underworld figure who had Simon carry out jobs to destroy those who defied or challenged him.

"You're being awfully quiet for someone who usually can't stop apologizing." She didn't answer him, didn't even glance his way, and that silence unsettled him more than any response could have. He wasn't her real brother, not by blood, just the son of the man who'd taken Lily in when their own family fell apart, but even stepbrothers learned to read a person over time, and something about her right now wasn't reading right to him at all. Mr. Blackwood's attention finally settled fully on her, and something in his expression shifted, calculating now instead of furious. "Damien. Ethan. Leave us."

Brown was Drew’s last name so I dialed the number immediately. ‘’DREW BROWN’S VENTURES’’ the receptionist answered. ‘’Drew Brown please’’ I said ‘’Sorry ma but you can’t speak to Mr. Drew right now’’ she answered swiftly like a programmed robot. ‘’This is his sister, Alexa and I need to speak with him urgently’’. I said ‘’Alright ma, I’ll have Mr. Drew call you back’’ she replied. Clearly she didn’t believe I was Drew’s sister because he hadn’t mention to anyone he had a sister.

Liam A sypher. Aria is a Sypher. Our mother was a Sypher. Aria’s unconscious form is tucked away on her bed. A bed I have been standing in front of for the past four hours. My wolf paces uneasily, furious that he has no way to help his sister. “Liam…” Kade tries. “No,” I state. The word is final. There is no way in hell I’ll be standing by for any of them. My gaze lands on Ronan, and I let him see how serious I am.