Sirius Black Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He says in her ear, with his typical arrogant smirk on his face. And it's truly, not the threat itself that makes Astrid agree, but that sparkle of excitement in his eyes that makes her believe he wants her to say no. "Fine." She looks away, as her face gets red. "But I don't want to talk to him." "He's not allowed to address a member of my harem first, so if you don't initiate, he won't either." Sirius, The Lord of the South. One of the bastards that thinks it's okay to drag people out of their homes, murder their families and send them as "gifts" like they are some objects you can play with.

Book 3 of SIR will follow Lucia. Yes. Our little Lucy. And trust me when I say… her story is not going to be what it seems. She’s going to fall headfirst into a whirlwind romance with the son of one of David and Nora’s biggest enemies. And when I say whirlwind, I mean love, lust, hate, and obsession all wrapped in one neat little bow. It will be messy, intense, and very very addictive. Did I say steamy? It will be that too ;) It will be a standalone, so new readers can jump in. But don’t worry. There will absolutely be cameos from David and Nora. You didn’t think I’d let them go that easily, did you?

"Wait godmother. If your hair was born white,how's it black now?" "Do you ever ask serious questions Addison. Well I used my powers to dye it black,it reminds me of my mother." "Okay we have to start looking for that book." Aleister said clapping his hands together."After Ava and Aiden talk to the council members waiting outside,they want to offer gifts to their princess."

A voice came in behind him, Blaze whined and glared at her. "Mia, I hate you." He said, looking at his mate wearing a lab coat. "I love you too. Hey Max and Mattia!" She said waving at them, she hugged both of them, Max hated her hugs. "Of course, you still hate my hugs." She pouted and glared playfully toward Max. "No wonder you hate contact physics." Mattia poked his cheek, Max growled and slapped his cheek. "I heard that Mr Black found his mate." She yelped happily.

He glanced down at me, frowning. “What?” He asked. “I need plan B,” I repeated. “Why?” he asked, sounding annoyed. “I was raped.” His eyes widened as he tried to figure out who would rape a black-furred slave. I wasn’t about to tell him it was his own father. Though, when I thought about it, the word rape didn’t sound right. It’s not like he held me down and forced me to have sex. There was an obvious pull towards him, an attraction, that made me want him.

“It… it wasn’t my fault. Dante showed up and he just… he…” "Dante? Which Dante?” Lucy cut me short. Shit. I haven't told her about everything. "Dante...Blackwaters.” I finally dropped the bomb. “WHAT?! The most powerful werewolf in the world? H-how did you—” Lucy shuttered in shock, I could imagine her eyes grown wide out of their sockets. “Y-yes,” I twitched nervously. “And am sorry I did’nt fill you in about him but I promise I will when we see next time. Also, you need to know he was the one who came to the bar and he… he…”

He walked to Serena's side and asked in his gentlest voice, "Serena, why did you come over? Is the baby bothering you?" Serena naturally leaned into Marcus's embrace, shooting me a triumphant glance as she said, "I've been having severe morning sickness lately. I heard from the people at the medical center that you were here, and I couldn't help wanting to see you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" Hearing this, Marcus lovingly lifted her up in his arms and walked outside. Violet saw the blood seeping from my head and couldn't hold back anymore. She shouted at Marcus's retreating figure, "Brother! Aria Blackwood is your future mate! No matter how much you love that Omega, you can't trea

he said, his voice dropping to a low murmur, “I understand the urges perfectly well, Seraphina. And I have a proposition for you.” He stepped even closer, until he was just a breath away. He leaned in, his breath warm against my ear, his voice was a seductive whisper that sent shivers down my spine, but not of the good kind. “If Cassian,” he murmured, his words laced with a cruel satisfaction, “chooses duty… if he rejects you, Seraphina… then you are free, are you not? Free to choose your own path. And perhaps,” he straightened, his stormy eyes gleaming with mischief, “perhaps your path could lead you… to me. Perhaps,” he repeated, his voice now ringing with a dangerous certainty, “you could

Elena's POV “Your what?!” I blurt out with my voice echoing through the quiet space. Ryan Blackwood just stands there calm as ever with his hands tucked into his pockets like he’s talking about the weather. His dark hair falls slightly over his forehead and his eyes... those cold, unreadable eyes... don’t even flinch. “I said,” he repeats slowly, “I want you to pose as my girlfriend for two months. Nothing more.” I blink at him, sure I must’ve heard wrong.

Frame agreement for a Dominant / Submissive relationship This document specifies the responsibilities and duties of Damian Black {the Dominant} and Vincent Romano {the Submissive} as part of a consensual BDSM agreement. This agreement is private and shall not be disclosed in any circumstances to anyone, even if it is not legally binding. The Dominant I, Damian Black , request of Vincent Romano the acceptance of my dominance and guidance. I ask for ownership of your mind and body in return for my care and protection. Through this agreement, we may strengthen our bond and increase intimacy.