Sirius Black Mother Novels & Stories

“Or are you just desperate for meaning in chaos?” That hit closer than I liked. But I didn’t flinch. “Answer me,” I said instead. She studied me. Really studied me this time. And for a moment— Something almost like admiration passed through her gaze. But it vanished just as quickly. “I told you,” she said finally, “it was from our mother.” My blood ran colder. “That symbol belongs to Blackwood’s forbidden lineage.” Serena didn’t deny it. She didn’t confirm it either. She just smiled again.

“Mommy is applying for a job at a very big company. The biggest one in the country, actually. Blackwood's Group.” “Wow,” Leo’s eyes lit up. “That’s the company run by Mr. Draven Blackwood! Some say, he’s like… the richest man in the world. He built an empire from scratch. His IQ is estimated to be over 160!” Belle chuckled, though her stomach did a nervous flip. “Yes, well, Mommy just wants to do a good job and provide for us. If I get this job, we can have a bigger house, and you guys can go to the best schools.”

"Amber, are you sure you want Diana Sinclair to become Elliot Cladwell's deceased biological mother?" The mechanical voice sounded in my mind, and I didn't hesitate. "I'm sure." "Understood. The Wish-Granting System has been activated. Diana Sinclair's wish will be fulfilled in three days." Diana had already unbuttoned her clothes down to her chest in the on-call room. She was pinned beneath Elliot as she laughed breathlessly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, embellishing her explanation as she spoke. "Honestly, I wish I could just become Elliot's mom. Every time I see him like this during an episode, my heart aches so much I can barely stand it!"

Victoria Blackwood. My mother. The matriarch of the Blackwood dynasty. The woman who had spent my entire life reminding me that our name was a sacred, untouchable bloodline that could not afford a single imperfection, weakness, or unauthorized stain. I knew she was a cold, status-obsessed viper. I knew she had deeply despised Sara from the very moment our arranged marriage was signed in ink, viewing her as a middle-class intruder who didn't belong in our world. But to find out her private trust fund was the exact entity financing the sophisticated surveillance team that tracked Sara's car three years ago?

my mother said with a grimace. Damn it, how could I stay calm? Daniel was treating me like a prisoner! “This is all your fault, Mom! You told me Daniel would never suspect I would use black magic to get pregnant. He knows this puppy was a plan to force him to give me the title of moon.” This is all bullshit! If I hadn't followed my mother's advice, I would be fine with Daniel now.

Eryx entered last. Dressed in charcoal. His tie blood-red. A smirk carved into marble. He took the seat directly across from Lucien. Didn’t say a word. I started. “We are here because the Blackwood legacy is at risk.” A murmur. A ripple. “From within.” Eyes shifted. Tension coiled. I pressed play on my phone. Lucien’s mother’s voice filled the silence. Soft. Terrified. “He’s grooming them both. But one of them still has a soul…”

“I’m so sorry. Everything I did... I was doing it just for you.” “Mrs. Winters,” an agent interrupted, “we need to move.” “That’s not her name!” Nina screamed, collapsing against a marble column. “Her name is Serena Blackwood! She’s my mother! She’s...” But the truth was already spreading across every news ticker in the city: “BLACKWOOD CEO REVEALED AS IMPOSTOR: Thirty-one Years Deception Exposed.” The story unfurled like a poisonous flower, each petal bearing a new revelation.

I sucked in air reflexively, not daring to move as they raked their hot gazes up and down my body like needles. “Be good Elizabeth! Remember everything I've taught you, dear girl!” My mother’s shrill scream came from outside suddenly and I winced with embarrassment as the classy women snickered again. “Wait, was that your mother? How pathetic.” The curvy wolf lady snorted to the blonde woman who was watching me intensely and I tried to pretend I couldn't hear them two feet away from me. “Alpha Blackwood sure is picking them from the dirt these days since his barren bitch of a Luna can't give him an heir,” Sarah sneered, and my heart jumped harder inside me.

“You’ve been sleeping for a little over twenty years.” “Twenty years,” my mother whispers, looking back at Grayson for confirmation. He nods, and I notice her bottom lip wobble. “You’ve been blessed by the Goddesses to make it out of such a trying situation,” Ms. Blackwood says, gaining everyone’s attention. “Not many people could make it through what you went through, Elizabeth.” My mother looks up at the witch and leans into my father’s chest, looking slightly pale.

She asked Pierce was quiet for a long moment. When he finally spoke, his voice was filled with something that sounded like old pain. "Margaret Blackthorne is one of the most powerful witches in the supernatural world. She's ancient, dangerous, and completely ruthless." "And she's my mother. I am the baby she gave up right? My dad is a lycan?” She asked "We don't know that for certain," Pierce said quickly, "She knew things about me, Pierce. Things no stranger could know.