Sirius Black Family Novels & Stories

"My father is a snake, but if his corruption became public tomorrow, the Vane International stock would plummet by forty percent. The board would use the chaos to strip me of my chairman title, and we would lose all our legal leverage against the remaining Sterling assets. We need his reputation intact until the transition is finished." "And yes, my cousin is another problem," Elias said, his fist clenching tight against his knee. "Sirius is using his private port connections to hide her. He wants my seat, and she wants your blood. But Sirius is incredibly slippery. He never puts his own name on a single legal document, and he always uses burner phones. I don't know how to tackle him or prov

Seeing a report directly arranged by our own trusted people was far more convincing and reassuring than any report handed over from the Lee family's side. "Harry, I'll take care of the medical expenses this time." Sitting by Neil's bedside, I brought up the topic to Harry beside me, but before he could respond... "No need, I'll handle it. Neil is my Black family, it's my responsibility," interjected Peter Black from across the bed. "Aren't you being a bit one-sided here? Haven't you heard? Neil doesn't want to be part of your Black family either," I couldn't help but retort.

A quick search later, the results left me staring at the screen, wide-eyed and speechless. The Black family wasn’t just wealthy, they were powerful. One of the richest families in the country, they owned over ten of the most prominent companies in various industries. Mansions, penthouses, estates, private planes. they had it all. Their combined net worth? A staggering $300 billion.

“You’ve been studying us. This lad here has been studying us.” A round of laughter went around the room, and I joined them until it quietened. Then I spoke. “I’d be a fool not to. The Black Family is the biggest thing around here, but associating with the Blackwoods will make you even bigger. I am not asking for charity, but offering you a part of a market you haven’t touched.” “And your father?” he asked. “Does he approve of this?” “My father trusts me,” I said, deciding that he would not have committed one hundred and twenty thousand dollars to my hands if he did not. “He trusts me enough to want to step back, and even to let me take the reins. This deal would secure his legacy—and begin m

I always thought that he was crazy as they said he would be but I must admit that he is far better. I held Mia's hands moving closer to her as curiously began to eat at me. What do you know about him ? The Blackwood family are quite popular in this city , they own the biggest enterprise and one thing they are quite popular for is their wealth, his from old money ,can’t you see the yacht he owns. But apart from that we all know that Christian has his own wealth and somehow has become the richest amongst his siblings. He has siblings?I asked, unable to believe my ears and Mia nodded and continued.

Hi, I'm Alexandra Black. I come from one of the most powerful families globally. The Black family has always been known around the world for different things. My grandmother, Hannah Black, was acknowledged as the best news reporter of her time while grandfather, Edward Black, was known for the best shoe making industry. My dad took over years later.

Lucian and I lived in one of the houses on the south side. Usually, family interactions only happened during dinner at the main house. Never the other way around. No family member ever suddenly entered our house without a clear reason. So, when I stepped down into the living room and saw the figure sitting on the main sofa— I stopped. Mr. Arthur Blackwood. The founder and owner of Blackwood Corporation. The most powerful person in this family. Lucian's grandfather. He sat upright, his wooden cane leaning against the side of the chair. His suit was immaculate as always, his white hair combed back flawlessly.

"Seventy million in losses, and that woman's threat with werewolf secrets... The board has lost all trust in you." When I left the building, a mob of reporters was at the entrance. "Mr. Blackwood! Is it true Blackwood Industries is bankrupt?" "What's your response to Ms. Lily's fraud allegations?" "Is it true the Werewolf Consortium has terminated all cooperation with your family?" Flashes blinded me. I fled like a criminal. Back home, my mother lay in bed, her eyes full of disappointment when she saw me. "It's all ruined... everything..." she said weakly. "Alexander, do you know how many generations it took for our family to achieve what we had?"

Russell Group had indeed expanded explosively under his leadership, but it was only because his family had built a rock-solid foundation first. Blake shook his head. "The CEO of Spectrum Group is super low-profile; there's basically zero information about him online. But I got some intel through my cousin—the CEO's name is Gideon Blackwood, and he's a big player in the Jeriton elite scene. "I also looked into the Blackwood family. A few generations ago, they were among those who helped found the country. They're really powerful and influential. So yeah, Gideon probably didn't start from nothing, but Spectrum Group's growth has zero obvious ties to the Blackwoods in Jeriton."

So, I sat down in one of the chairs they had in the room and explained to her who I really was, who my family was, and how I learned to shoot. “I’m Luna Black, one of Isaiah Black's daughters. You should know who he is by hearing who his father and mother are—Mercury Black and Cheyenne Black. We are the one and only mafia families. I learned how to shoot from my parents; they wanted me to be able to protect myself, no matter the cost. I didn't tell you who I really was because I don’t go around telling people my whole life story. There are rogues or other people out there dying to know how to get their hands on one of us so they could either demand for my father to step down or take their mo