Sirius-black Gif Novels & Stories

Gray patted her back gently as he comforted her, “Don’t cry, Ginnie. It’s the least I can do. Besides, you haven’t even seen what Sirius prepared for you, so how could you say that my gift is the best?” Sirius said in an air of humility, “Your present has touched Ginnie’s heart. How could I compare to you? I just hope that she won’t scoff at my gift.” Ginnie rubbed her teary eyes and took Sirius’s present. She was curious as to what Sirius had prepared for her.

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱ "Shit" I mumbled "Do you want to die?" Asra was not even paying attention to me, she stared at the back of the platinum thing that, by chance, sighed. "You were impulsive," the thing muttered and Calisto, who looked at both of them with that annoying potato face, seemed FINALLY to understand what was happening.

After a secret engagement with Black Wesley, the young alpha of the black moon pack, Tessa discovers that the man she loves is getting married to his childhood sweetheart, Elsa. Unable to accept the truth especially after finding out that she’s pregnant with his child, Tessa desperately tries to speak to him, hoping he would choose her. Instead, she is publicly humiliated, rejected, and banished from the pack, leaving her homeless and broken. Five years later, their paths cross again. Only this time, Tessa has become someone he no longer recognizes. And by her side is a five year old daughter who looks just like him.

“I’m fine. Can we head over to the basement now? Apparently, we have actual work to do.” We step into the garage. Sandy keeps chattering about finding a new space, but I tune her out, as usual. My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I pull it out automatically. A new text. From Cameron. I drop everything on the table before even reading it. Cameron: Soy, this is Code Grey. I repeat, Code Grey! I blink at the screen, heart thudding. We have codes for everything. Instead of the usual Code Red for danger, we use Code Grey.

Then black. Nothing.

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!"

He pointed to the screen. We all looked up, and it was a image of him in his trunks belly dancing with his wife. And we all know Mr Black has a full semi circle belly. We all started bursting out laughing. Did Mr Black accidentally press something? Or.. Kiara already had tears in her eyes out of all the laughter and i couldn't help but laugh too. Mr Black was getting red. "GET OUT!" "With pleasure sir. " He laughed before exiting. "None of you are to say anything out of this room, are we clear?" He said embarrassingly.

he said with a small smile on his face that immediately faded once he saw my facial expression. "No I meant, I wanted to offer you a job, now that I heard you've been fired it's just right timing" he blurted out quickly and nervously , playing with the end of his blazer, boring holed into the side walk. His hand went into his blazer and he pulled out a white card, handing it over to me and I hesitantly took it. My eyes fell on the words "BLACK EMPIRE" written boldly in gold cursive.

​Seconds later, Eli breaks through the side hallway, sees the open patio doors, and runs out into the darkness after both of them. ​Up in the sound room, I stare franticly down at the tiny video feed on my smartphone. ​“Come on, come on,” I whisper, my fingers tapping the screen to switch camera angles. ​Suddenly, camera five goes black with a loud burst of static. Then camera six goes dark. ​Adrian is shooting out the ceiling sensors as he retreats, blinding the surveillance cameras section by section. ​“Dammit!” I yell, snatching my phone off the desk.

“Especially yours, Druiss.” “Abilities?” I snort, cocking my head. “What, like superpowers? Sir, with all due respect, are you havin’ me on?” His brows lift ever so slightly, and he turns to Damon with an expression that says you didn’t warn me about this. “This is worse than I thought.” “Told yer,” Damon mutters, his voice dry. Are they referring to me? “Look here, lass.” Mr. Black rolls up the cuff of his immaculate trousers. Despite his rich ebony skin, there’s a vile, festering wound on his shin.