Sirius Black Smut Novels & Stories

Smith, that smug smile of his never wavering. “I want Amber,” Mr. Black said, his tone calm, almost like he was talking about some trivial matter. Mr. Smith froze, his brows furrowing in disbelief. “Amber?” he repeated, his voice shaky now. “What the hell are you talking about? She’s just a girl! You’ll get your money. Leave her out of this.”

His parents, John and Sarah, had always been a bit concerned about his voracious sexual appetite, but they chalked it up to typical teenage hormones. Little did they know that Harry's insatiable hunger was about to be fed by the most unexpected source – their best friend and neighbor, Sirius Blackwood. Sirius was a handsome man in his early forties, with a chiseled jaw and a wicked gleam in his eye. He was married to James Blackwood, a successful businessman who was often away on long business trips.

It was raining right now, Remus's white shirt was slightly wet on his back when he arrived at the cafe. "You got wet, Remus? Why don't you take a car?" Asked Sirius, an employee, and barista at the cafe. Sirius is the cousin of Remus, while Remus is the next Alpha of the pack. They are studying outside of the pack right now and Remus is enjoying his life, before being trapped inside the pack, doing his duty as an alpha. "No ... It's fun to ride the train! Cheap, the crowd...human!" replied Remus approaching Sirius after changing his wet shirt with a Cafe uniform. Black shirt with a name tag that reads "Green Cafe - Waiter."

Griffin raised an eyebrow. "You are from a different clan," Sirius said and started walking towards Griffin . Sirius released dark smoke from his body, "You shouldn't be having any information about June's heat." Griffin's eyes widen when he realised Sirius was using his special powers. The dark smoke Sirius released read Griffin's mind and began to form it's shape according to his worse fear. Griffin screamed as he covered his face with shaking hands and scrambled away from Sirius, to a corner. "Tell me!" Sirius roared.

"Am I? We'll see about that. Come, I'll let you attack first." Sirius began to run, charging towards Ajamu and trying to throw him a punch. However, before he had the chance to touch his opponent's face, a hand grabbed his fist, neutralizing his punch's force. A small mocking smile appeared on Ajamu's face, but as he was about to strike back, he suddenly felt his feet hovering before being thrown on the ground. This move caught off guard not only Ajamu but also the surrounding spectators. The boy didn't stop there, though. He rushed towards his fallen enemy in a try to finish him off. Unfortunately for Sirius, however, Ajamu awakened quickly from his shock. Putting strength in his hands and

'Why did you ask for the ring?' Sirius didn't answer immediately, which was unusual. Her wolf rarely hesitated. When she did speak, her tone had shifted, 'The ring of the Great Lycan King isn't some ornament.' Saeris could almost feel her wolf sorting through thoughts, weighing words. 'It keeps him from the madness of the Cradle-Eater.' Cradle-Eater. The name alone made her stomach turn. 'But it won't hold much longer. The corruption spread too far before the ring was returned to him.' Saeris closed her eyes, breathing through the weight of that information. She opened them to find herself standing in the stable yard, watching Samkiel run an assessing hand down a white mare's flank. A

​The sky over Neo-Tokyo was no longer grey. It was a bruised, electric purple, the atmosphere still vibrating from the "God-Slayer" impact and the simultaneous collapse of the Directorate’s orbital stabilizers. ​In the Gutter, the silence was absolute, save for the rhythmic crunch-crunch-crunch of boots on white ash. The "Spire-Dust" had settled over everything, turning the rusted slums into a ghost-landscape of ivory and silver. But as the sun climbed higher, the ash began to glow. Small, golden shoots of the "Black Bloom" were already punching through the debris, their leaves black as obsidian, their veins pulsing with a steady, independent light.

“Did you break my photo?” Sirius shrugs looking down at me as if I have no right to be upset. “Sirius, what the hell?!” I stab up jabbing his shoulder but the growl that escapes his throat causes me to stumble back. His eyes storm over, almost black now as he leers over me.

" Rosa leaves Sulis. When Sazkia and Lina avoid Budi, Rosa chooses to get closer. What's wrong with Rosa? Sulis shrugged her shoulders. She did not want to interfere in the affairs of Rosa, who was known to be very unstable. Sulis immediately walked towards the center of the hall. She joined other volunteers who were picking up dirty glasses and plates and putting them in a large bucket. Sulis helps to bring the dirty cutlery to the washing place. She rolled up her sleeves and sat on a small chair and started washing.

My hand trembled as I picked it up. The front was blank except for two letters in bold black ink: HE I flipped it over. We know what you're protecting. We know where he is. Humans will dominate this world again—and wolves like you won't stop us. If you want to talk, call the number below. If you don't... well. Accidents happen to children all the time. A phone number was printed at the bottom. My blood turned to ice. Sirius. They knew about Sirius. They'd been in here. In our cottage. While we were—