Sirius Black Oc Novels & Stories

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

But staying out in the open and receiving air has always been a good way to ward off bad vibes. Charlie attends a part time school, hence the reason she is still at school at the age of twenty-five, the same can’t be said for her sister though, at the age of Twenty-six Vicky is already head of finance at the black fur company, and a model at that, her pictures were hung on bill boards, and she’s even appeared on television. ‘and all I do is to fight at my spare time’ Charlie thinks to herself. Black fur used to be her father’s company, until the inevitable happened. It’s been long but she still thinks about it, the way people didn’t even care, it was like she was the only one who had ever la

[SYSTEM ERROR ID: 77-OBSIDIAN] [STATUS: MALFUNCTION DETECTED] [RECOMMENDATION: RECYCLE] "A Black-Box signal," Kael murmured, his cadence now a rhythmic, mechanical count that lacked even the ghost of his Alpha pride. "It bypassed the orbital arrays. It bypassed the city's encryption. It’s using a protocol older than the 14-B Ledger. It's coming from the Lunar focal point, Aria. From the place where the First Discarded built their fire."

Then I hear someone whisper from behind, “She’s sitting next to him.” Another person gasps softly and my heartbeat picks up. What’s going on? I glance sideways again...and that’s when I notice it. The tattoos peeking from under his long sleeves and wrapping around his wrist like dark vines colorfully and dangerously. My breath catches. Wait. No. It can’t be but the more I look, the more certain I am. The hair.. the eyes and the tattoos. It’s him! It's Ryan fucking Blackwood!

Draven sat in the back of his SUV, the aura around him likable to a stormy night in the middle of an ocean. He was waiting, and he hated it. The longer his subordinates took to report back to him, the more restless he grew. His body vibrated with barely contained power, his gaze darker than the moonless sky. A moment later, his phone vibrated in his pocket and his expression never changing, he pulled it out. He swiped the screen, picking the call, and put the phone to his ear.

“We control the Darkwater Freight Dominion, we control the medical output at the Moonveil Medical Fortress, and we have the entire Shadowclaw District ready to turn feral if the council crosses the line. We are not weak.” “We aren't weak, but we are exposed,” Lucien muttered, crossing his arms over his chest. “The Lunar Grace Healing Center confirmed the conception. Rowan Black intercepted the spiritual signature from the medical fortress's digital grid. He knows, Ifu. He knows you’ve bred a male omega without a formal contract.”

Everyone waited with hopeful anticipation, wanting to know how he would explain this to Amber, who clearly appeared upset and confused. Zack turned to his friends, seeking support in their gazes. However, all he saw was confusion on their faces. Emily, who had been looking down, felt increasingly pressured by the situation. The “omega” label that Amber had placed on her for so long continued to haunt her thoughts. Although she was the daughter of the Alpha, that small and powerless feeling remained firmly attached to her.

On top of him was his deity that was sitting comfortably on his head. Keremi was sitting on the left side of the blonde and on the right side of Almina. Sitting at Almina's left was Kesha then followed by Brai, the Encan girl, and the others in a clockwise manner. The others were as silent as them, waiting for the Elder to speak. Even the beautiful Encan girl. Who seemingly had a genius-level magic talent as the others, were waiting with her narrowed eyes focused on the elder. Contrary to everyone's expectations, the elder did not open her mouth. However, the light inside the room automatically died, and a holographic screen as big as a 32 inches TV screen appeared on top of the elder's palm

It slid off her face slowly, like gravity finally caught up with it. “Oh.” I lifted a brow. “What?” She looked at me. Then back at the phone. Then at me again, eyes narrowing like she was reconstructing a crime scene in her head. “This,” she said carefully, “is not Candy Crush.” I shrugged. “Obviously.” Sophia turned the screen toward me. “This is a market alert.” “So?” “So,” she repeated, tapping the screen harder this time, “why is Damien Blackwood’s flagship subsidiary bleeding six percent before noon?”

​ANG PAGLITAW NG MGA OPORTUNISTA ​Habang sinusubukan nina Liam na i-stabilize si Xander, isang hindi inaasahang tunog ang umalingawngaw: ang tunog ng mga helicopter. Hindi ito mga alien ships. Sila ay mga NEA Black-Ops, ang mga unit na hindi tapat kay Vane o sa pamilya Black, kundi sa mga korporasyong nagnanais makuha ang teknolohiya ng Centurion.