Sirius Black Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Currently, sleeping like an angel. But at any moment, she can start screaming like a demon. We have three white noise machines in here and we blame it on her.” “But it’s got more to do with Celeste.” “I always knew that you were smart,” Sirius said with a chuckle. “Not sure about that.” Wyatt leaned back in his chair. “I swear I can damn near feel Demon dancing in my head.” Sirius laughed. “Just wait until she’s close to you.” Wyatt groaned. Sirius laughed even harder. Laura said something in the background, and he settled back down. “Sirius, if you don’t like me, just say so. You don’t have to try to kill me.”

I, too, decided to use the moment of silence to brainstorm on how I would go about this. Coming up with nothing, I sighed and then filled my glass with the juice she had offered. “I know Sira's loves you. Now, I'm not trying to raise your hopes up, but that's the truth. The problem with Sira is, she is finding it hard to accept that feeling but with time she would” she said. I felt relieved by her words, but when I remembered Censil I frowned. If her mom was saying the truth, it must be Censil that was standing in between our relationship.

I state as we return to her. After arranging a room and heading back upstairs, I show Briar and Onyx the window. “Oh wow. That makes sense.” Briar states in shock as understanding overtakes her. “He wanted me to kill my best friend because I turned him down.” She whispers. “It gets worse,” Judith states as she approaches. “How can it get worse?” I ask. “I have just found out that Mika has the support of the Alpha of Black Palm.” “How much support?” I ask as Onyx’s phone rings. “What do you mean Black Palm wolves are surrounding us?” He demands in a panic.

“I worked hard, and our King favored me, then eventually, I was made his Beta.” This was so hard to believe. A lycan with his level of strength, his intellect, as a slave… it was a hard imagine to conjure. “So, Sapphire.” He pulled me out of my thoughts, his smile amused. “Will you eat with me tonight?” He asked. “Servant to servant?”

They looked at each other and burst into laughter. "We are being weird. Aren't we?" She giggled. "We indeed are. So, it's finally the day which I have been waiting for. You finally said it. Arianna, I can't believe this. Your love is like a blessing for me, and I love you so much. Since the day I saw you for the first time, I felt that connection between us. I used to dream about the incident at Bright Star Pack quite often. Sometimes, I used to feel confused why I was dreaming about that white wolf again and again, but the moon goddess had her own plan. I am glad to find you again, my love." Xavier smiled at her.

More every single thing I was trying very hard not to think about. "Seraphine," Luca said. "This is my father. Xavier Blackwell." Xavier extended his hand. I shook it. His grip was firm and brief and completely businesslike and his skin against mine lasted exactly two seconds and I felt it go through me like a current — low, immediate, humiliating — and I made absolutely certain nothing showed on my face. "Seraphine." He said my name like he was hearing it for the first time. Perfectly. Without a single seam. "Luca's told me about you."

Her stomach lurched, the floor seeming to tilt. Lucius’s eyes flashed red for a split second. “But you… You are different. He was supposed to feed from you. Just feed. But he didn’t. He fell in love. And because he fell in love, he broke our laws.” “Laws?” Chloe whispered, her mouth dry. Valerius’s lips parted, but Lucius pressed on mercilessly.

She was raised in the shadows. He rules the world from the light. But her secret could burn the entire kingdom to the ground. For eighteen years, Nadia Hayes lived like a phantom. Hidden deep inside a secluded cave by her grandmother, she survived on river fish, harsh training, and silent longing. As the last living survivor of the forbidden Blackblood lineage, her existence is a death sentence. Her only crime is the blood in her veins—and her only desire is to know what it feels like to belong. Then, one desperate mistake exposes her secret to the realm. Hunted across enemy territory, Nadia flees to the remnant of her ancestral people, praying for sanctuary. Instead, she finds a clan

After the trial, when Sirius Black was asked about what he would do now that he was a free man again, he answered the following: "I would like to have a good talk with my godson, Harry, you know? To know him again. It was said to me that he is in his second year at Hogwarts and plays as a seeker for Gryffindor's team, so we at least have an ice breaker to start the conversation. I will continue my medical treatment in St. Mungos too. Eleven years of Azkaban left some scars on my body. After that? I don't know yet what I will do, but I read that Hogwarts will be hiring new Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers, so maybe I can get a job. Who knows?"

Their weapons were trained on us, their faces cold and unyielding. Sirius stood under the harsh light, his gaze drifting upward to the night sky. For a long, unnerving moment, he seemed lost in thought, his expression unreadable. Then, his eyes snapped back to me, and a wide, charismatic grin spread across his face. "It's been a while since I was here!" he exclaimed, his voice booming through the ruined room. "Feels too good to be home!"