Sirius Black Mother Novels & Stories

Her mother nodded as though she could hear her. "Project Eve was never completed." She paused. "Because the final component was biological." Celeste frowned. "What does that mean?" Her mother continued. "The project required a genetic sequence found in only one bloodline." The screen flickered. Then her mother's voice became almost a whisper. "Yours." Celeste stopped breathing. Her father closed his eyes. "No..." Celeste turned toward him. "You knew?" He couldn't answer. Her mother's recording continued. "Your bloodline is the reason the Blackwoods wanted our family close. It wasn't your father's money. It wasn't our research."

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

Sirius stroked Ashley's thigh, who was now smiling at Bubba's concern for her. Ashley stroked Sirius's cheek with passionate affection. "My Bubba. I love to cook, especially cooking for you. I'm even thinking of taking a cooking class when I'm not busy. I want to cook yummy food just for Bubba." Sirius smiled at her. Instantly his heart warmed. Sirius got this kind of attention only from Ashley. Even his late father was as cold as Sirius. He never had a mother figure who took care of him. Ashley's late mother was always with her husband, Sirius's father. The man was as possessive as Sirius right now. Sirius never knew who his real mother was.

ELIZA : I mean that the force that used to hold you back is not a figment of your imagination but the way you describe isn’t quite how it works. SIRIUS : I’m confused, can you please explain what you mean with all that ELIZA : Give me your hand ( Eliza takes a hold of Sirius right hand and looks deep into his eyes before finally speaking)…. One of the scriptures you hold would most likely have to do with Authority which was your mother’s ability before she died, an ability that works like commands basically from what the matron told me. When I asked her if your mother was the proud kind, the matron agreed that there were times when your mom would act all high and mighty before calming down t

And when she fought back, he butchered her. ‎ ‎My mother wasn't a victim of war. She was a failed science experiment. ‎ ‎I forced myself to open the binder again. I flipped past my mother’s death certificate to the next tab. ‎ ‎Subject 002: Celeste Black. Status: Active. Current Location: Secure. ‎ ‎There were charts. Graphs tracking my growth, my height, my weight. Medical records from my childhood doctor who I now realized was on Magnus’s payroll. Every flu shot, every blood draw, every physical I had ever had was in here.

Not since the day she’d chosen Damian’s side over his. Still, she was his mother. No matter how far apart they had grown, he couldn’t just stand by. At the front desk, the nurse looked up in surprise when he approached. “Mr. Blackwood, how can I help you?” “My mother Mrs. Blackwood is being brought in. She collapsed. I need a private room ready now.” The nurse nodded quickly and began typing. “We’ll make the arrangements. The emergency unit has been notified.” “Good,” Darius said, his voice firm but distant. He rubbed his temples as he paced the lobby. His mind was a mess of frustration and worry.

Living and growing up without her mother's love made her thirsty for love, and when she felt thirsty, Fisya came to shower her with love and affection as the figure she had longed for. He doesn't care if the woman is not his biological mother. As long as he can be with her, he doesn't need anything else. The obsession made him feel out of control. His love for Fisya was unbearable. He stopped. “Why are there so many bad people? Yet Mother is a good person?” she whispered as she sobbed. Annoyed, Regan returned to her room and slammed the door violently, making a loud thump that deafened the ears of anyone who heard it, including Fisya, who was removing her makeup.

“Mother?“, she snickered and sized her up and down. “Do you even know what a mother is Mom? You only said that I was your investment, not your daughter. You sold me to a sick bastard even after knowing that he has a girlfriend and even when I begged you to take me home, told me how he assaulted me yet you stayed mum and let that beast abuse your daughter. Do you know Dylan and Mrs. Black threatened me multiple times with your lives? I stepped on my pride, brace every torture only to save you. Remained their puppet because I was scared for you two that if I object, Dylan would pull out his shares from the company and you will come on the streets. I tolerated everything Mom but you never care

“I’m not going to let you manipulate me into staying, Mother.” Silence on the other end, then the hiss of her voice—his phone must’ve been on speaker. “You would give everything up just to prove a point? To hand over the company to him? To Lawrence?” I held my breath. She didn’t sound like a worried mother—she sounded like a cornered queen. “If it means getting you out of my hair, sure. Sounds peaceful,” Damien replied, dryly. Her gasp was audible even from where I stood. “Damien Alexander Blackstone, you don’t get to throw away your father’s legacy because you’re having a tantrum over an engagement—”

When she said nothing in return, Aster chastised her, “You just won’t quit until it’s too late!” He then took out his phone to show her the photo he had the informer he sent to Swisserland take in secret. “You nearly died last night, but what was Titus Black doing? He had another woman in his arms the moment he got off the plane. Sirius already told him that you were hospitalized because of an ectopic pregnancy, but what did he do? Even now, he didn’t call you or send you a message! What are you still hoping for? For him to treasure you in his heart?”