Sirius Black Severus Snape Mga Nobela at Kwento

Adorable. Lucia Reid didn't inherit her father's patience or her mother's grace. What she got was the stubbornness of both of them wrapped in a pretty face and a mouth that has never once known when to stop. And the boy she is about to meet did not come looking for love. He came looking for something else entirely. I'll let you find out what. So here we are... back in the SIR universe. But this time, we're trading polished power games for sharp tongues, stolen glances, family wars, reckless decisions, and two people who would rather choke than admit they’re obsessed with each other.

Darren said, cutting me off. "What?" "I don't like Nutella." "Are you serious?" I asked, eyeing him incredulously. "No, I'm Darren. And I don't like Sirius Black, the dude's creepy." I just gave him a blank stare. "Who is Sirius Black?" I asked, scrunching my brows up in confusion. "Who would have that sort of a name?" "He's in Harry Potter," He said, shaking his head at me. "You wouldn't know." "Oh," I said. I only watched the first movie of the series and I didn't like it. So I didn't watch it's subsequent parts.

He wheezed while itching to release himself from the silver and suck someone's blood to quench his thirst. Lyceon hummed, stepping back and nodding silently. Then suddenly He snarled at him and opened his mouth showing his sharp canines. He flashed his finger on his pointed canines and drew blood. “You seem hungry to me, bloodsucker! You want to taste?” The guy’s eyes flashed red as he greedily smelled the blood. Vin’s eyes widened and he got alarmed. He knew it might be a trap of the Dark lord. So he alerted his friend.

Sephora smiled when she turned upon the silent table of Lords and Ladies, intently staring into each of their faces. All the Lords appeared to have their mates sat next to them, all except one. The said Lord was wearing a pitch black suit, his broad shoulders telling Sephora that he too was a warrior with centuries of experience. He was a male of unnaturally good looks, with a defined chin and full mouth, his skin gorgeously tan. His eyes were the most captivating of his features though. Pure grey eyes glistened with a predator's stare, as they met with her's, contrasting with his jet black hair that fell slightly over his face to brush his dark eyebrows. He was terrifying. Sephora wondered w

He slowly approached Louis who now had a pistol drawn. When the man got closer, he grabbed Elaine’s chin, but Louis immediately pushed his hand away. “Don’t f*cking touch her!” Louis shouted, his eyes filled with rage. “Chill, Louis. I don’t plan on taking your girlfriend,” he said, raising both hands in a gesture of peace while the pistol was still pointed at him, and he held Elaine’s arm like he was protecting her. “Let go. Open your eyes, Elaine. I’m Severus. Remember my face well because this is your last chance to see the one who will kill both of you,” Severus said. His eyes were filled with anger and hatred toward Louis because of what he had done to his parents.

SELENA'S POV My heart hammered against my ribs against the heavy silence of the study. I had been reckless, yes, but the golden deer head in Draco's study had shifted under my touch with a mechanical groan, revealing a seam in the mahogany paneling that shouldn't have existed. I’d stepped inside, expecting perhaps a safe or a hidden wall locker. Instead, I’d stumbled into a private universe of depravity and dominance. The room was vast, partitioned by invisible lines into four distinct, chilling corners... One was a command center, a massive, wall-spanning screen glowing with the pulsing tactical overlay of the city, a digital web of surveillance that made my blood run cold.

Alpha Severin's fingers clutched her neck. Snap! Her neck broke, and she fell lifelessly. My breath hitched. And my consciousness blurred. I watched as Alpha Severin's figure approached Selene, and my fingers trembled, struggling to hold him back, but I was too weak. "Selene..." I whispered as everything turned black.

"Now, how can I help you?" "Do not accept anything from Sirius Black," he said, his tone suddenly serious. I turned around, my curiosity piqued. "I'm very curious, so please, explain what you mean by that." He ran a hand through his hair, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, clearly agitated. "Just don’t accept any of his favors. The guy is a complete cunt." "Because you lost to him?" I retorted, crossing my arms. "What a brilliant explanation for him being a cunt."