Sirius Black Oc Novels & Stories

She sits down next to me on a barstool. " Something like that. I heard Mr. Black is coming today." " Like every other Fridays." I point out. " He might be attractive, but hell, he's scary." Rita says. " A glass of whiskey please, Keiran." " Get it yourself, Rita, and make sure you add it to your tab." Keiran says to her. She groans. I chuckle. " I don't know if you guys noticed but, Killian doesn't give a shit about us or anything that has to do with the down level. He mostly cares about the VIP section. That's where the real shit happens." I say.

You wouldn’t believe what happened next! Alpha Genesis’ POV: “You’re going right?” My beta asked me, staring. “I’m not sure it’s appropriate, Dickson.” I said. About 2 weeks ago I had gotten an email saying I was invited to an omegas birthday party. I didn’t think it was appropriate to go to someone’s birthday party that was in my pack unless I actually knew them. I definitely did not know this one. Also, everyone would expect me to go to their birthday parties if I show up to hers. Wouldn’t they?…

The light of the moon was still bright and Ibekwe knew he shouldn't be alone. He moved his hand to the lesion that stood in front of his forehead. He ran his fingers around it and touched it. Although he could not see it, he knew that the scar was still the same and had not changed. He dropped his hand down, trying to remove every doubts that were growing in his mind. Osisiakalaka was right. He had to filter all the teachings he had heard from Peter Stonefield. He thought of what Osisiakalaka had told him when they sat in the shrine for his final ritual. He remembered how Osisiakalaka had pressed his lips and told him that his scar would leave his forehead within the next three days. He had

She followed the trail until a blank chat box appeared with a single blinking cursor. User 97: Who is this? Her pulse jumped. She typed before she could second-guess herself. Aria M.: I need to know what the Black Circle wants with me. A pause. Then: User 97: You shouldn’t be on this channel. They’re already watching you. Aria’s breath caught. Aria M.: Then tell me why. User 97: Because your signature unlocks everything Blackwood owns. They call you the key. If they get you, he falls. If he keeps you, they come for you both.

The night sky loomed beyond the rubble, a deep, inky blackness that was suddenly invaded by a bright single light. A helicopter hovered directly outside, its rotors whipping up a maelstrom of dust and debris. A line dropped down from the chopper, and a figure descended, their movements fluid and deliberate. They wore the same black uniforms as George's men. As they landed, I caught sight of Sirius Dark, his imposing figure illuminated by the helicopter's spotlight. His black eye patch glinted, and his long, jet-black hair was tousled on both sides, framing his chiseled features. He jumped down from the line with an air of confidence, flanked by several of his men, who fanned out around him l

He listened in silence, his expression growing grimmer with every passing second. "She was watching a video?" he repeated. Another pause. "She was crying?" Mr. Oh closed his eyes briefly. "What video was it?" He listened again, then sighed heavily. "The CCTV couldn't capture what was on her screen?" A beat of silence. "Very well. Thank you." He ended the call and turned sharply to Mac. "Where is Young Mistress's phone?" "In the car," Mac replied, confused but alarmed by the urgency in Mr. Oh's voice. "Let's go."

I juѕt ѕtаrе hеr in thе еуе. It muѕt nоt have hіt me thаt I’m іn deep shit, bесаuѕе I соntіnuе tо egg hеr on. “Yоu can dо whаt you like tо mе, but іt’ѕ tоо lаtе, Erіса. Blаkе іѕ gоіng dоwn. Hе’ѕ already been ѕuѕреndеd, аnd nоw thеу knоw whеrе уоu are, Neon. It’s over.”

Silvester replied. "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe most of you haven't seen a male Omega before but you've heard about the miracles they could perform. Tonight, I present your price possession, an Omega!" He announced and the audience roared, each wanting to have the Omega for themselves. "Let's make this night more interesting. We'll start with 10 Million" Scarlet gasped. "Can you imagine this piece of junk!" "15 Million!" "There's nothing we can do for him, Scarlet. It would bring more attention to Onyx pack that we have male Omegas," Silvester responded,

LOCATION : ROAD TO NEW VATICAN TIME : 2:12PM DATE : 20TH FEBRUARY, 2077AD Sirius is seated at the back of one of the jeep transporting the apostles looking into the distance as he rummaged through his thoughts, he seemed to be greatly troubled as he tried to focus his mind, he closes his eyes as he begins to fall into a deep sleep with his thoughts finally resting on a particular memory; his first meeting with Eliza and the subsequent relationship that blossomed out of it……

After a few seconds, Stacy scampered to him and rested her head on his thighs and gently, he lifted his hand as he gently caressed her hair. "What about you, Jason? What happens to BLACK MOON?" Stacy asked expecting a positive response from him. Jason kept stroking her hair, his lips against each other. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "I'm done, utterly done." "Are you serious? Do you perhaps have a reason?" Stacy's cheeks heated at her question. She felt this chill through her veins, expecting her a minute from now to hear her name. "I'm done because I'm bored. I want to do something else exciting, maybe join a club, focus truly on the business, have some leisure and all..."