Sirius Black Family Tree Novels & Stories

"The largest known cultivation is on the Blackwood Estate, about twenty miles outside the city. They're a very wealthy, very private family. The patriarch, Richard Blackwood, started growing it decades ago as part of a botanical collection hobby of the extremely rich, that sort of thing. But they don't sell it. Don't donate it. Don't make it available for research. It's purely for their own..." She gestured vaguely. "Whatever purposes." Blackwood. The name echoed in Aria's mind like a bell. She knew that name. Everyone in the city knew that name. The Blackwood family was old money the kind of wealth that transcended normal understanding. Real estate, technology, pharmaceuticals, shipping the

Charles Blackwood, his father’s estranged uncle, was Noah’s biological father. Noah had listened without moving. When Adrian finished, the office was very quiet. Then Noah said: “Does that mean we’re still family?” Adrian had looked at this boy, seven years old and braver than most adults, and said: “It means we were always family. Just in a different way than either of us knew.” Noah had nodded. Slowly. The nod of someone filing something away carefully before the next question. “Does Charles Blackwood want to know me?” he asked.

“Blackwood Industries. 2 PM. What I tell you will change everything you thought you knew. -HB” I called Marcus Chen. Our lawyer. Former FBI agent who'd seen worse than us but barely. "Need you at a meeting. Two PM. Harrison Blackwood claims he has information about my family." "Don't speak without me present." His tone was steel. "Not one word." I spent the morning researching. Harrison Blackwood, billionaire. Tech empire, Self-made after his father's company was obliterated in the eighties. Obliterated by my grandfather. Hostile takeover, legal but savage. His father swallowed a bottle of pills six months later.

"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

he muttered under his breath, feeling the familiar sting of unresolved emotions. Being the eldest son of the third generation in the Black family empire was no small feat. The Blacks had been a name to reckon with in New York and beyond for generations—a name built on ruthless trade and a relentless drive for success. Eric had never lacked anything growing up, from the finest grade school to the most prestigious university, and now he sat atop one of the most successful conglomerates in the city. Yet, despite the luxury and the power, he felt a deep, lingering void.

It seemed his three years of subtle efforts hadn't been wasted. He would make an extra effort today to please Frederick. "I am Sirius Monroe of the Monroe family. As for our family affairs, well, they're rather vast. It would take some time to explain them in detail." At the mention of his name and lineage, all three women stood stunned. So, this was the legendary Sirius!

It just wasn't the whole truth. She nodded, apparently satisfied, and returned to reviewing our presentation. I looked out the tinted car window. The closer we got, the harder my heart pounded. Seven years. I'd spent seven years convincing myself I was over Ethan Blackwood. Now, in less than ten minutes, I'd know whether that was true. The sleek glass tower came into view. Blackwood Enterprises. It looked exactly as I remembered. Elegant. Powerful. Untouchable. Just like the man who owned it.

I nodded and thanked her for her prompt arrangements. When I entered the conference hall, everyone stood up as soon as they saw me. I instructed them to take their seats and I began my introduction. "I am Adrian Blackwood, the only surviving son of the Blackwood family, and I trust you all know me as one of the managing directors of this company." They responded affirmatively. "I am the rightful heir to the Blackwood family business, which Barrister Maxwell was supposed to hand over to me after my 29th birthday."

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."

Blake left the kitchen with a smile, and when he exited, he was met by Julie. “Blake, what did you mean that there are no branches in your family?” “My meaning is there are none. My grandfather is the only child in the Elon family of the Capital, and he is retired in the countryside. My father was his firstborn, making me the first and eldest grandson, and Sylvia is from my adopted third uncle’s family. My second uncle’s son is Jake Elon, the acting CEO of Elon Conglomerate in my stead.” Blake explained, but looking at Julie, all color escaped her face, and she was about to collapse if Blake didn’t capture her into his arms and carry her to the couch. Blake immediately placed spirit qi into