Sirius Black X Reader Novels & Stories

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

"Xander, he is our future. Liam, Elena, and Sofia are also in agreement. We cling to that regardless of what occurs. Xander put an arm over her and drew her in. "We'll. Together. Even though the shadows of yesterday hung at the periphery of their tranquilly, the Blackwood family took comfort in the promise of tomorrow as the stars resumed their peaceful vigil. You've run out of Humaniser words. Boost your Surfer subscription. You stated: go on According to ChatGPT: Chapter 118 of ChatGPT

Bakit kahit anong gawin niyang pag-angat, pilit pa rin siyang ibinabaon ng kanyang nakaraan? ​Biglang isang matangkad na pigura ang tumabi sa kanya sa stage. Inakbayan siya nito nang mahigpit at kinuha ang mikropono. ​"Listen up!" ang boses ni Xander Black ay umalingawngaw sa buong hall, sapat na para patahimikin ang lahat. "Anyone who questions the legitimacy of my son and the integrity of my ex-wife will face the full power of Black Industries. I have the DNA results, and I have the marriage certificate that proves Aria was, and will always be, the only woman I’ve ever legally bound myself to."

A man who never dated, never smiled, never let anyone close. I should have let it go. Should have laughed at the absurdity of it all and gone to sleep. But curiosity is a cruel mistress, and mine was wide awake at 2 AM. I grabbed my phone. The screen glowed too brightly in the darkness, making me squint as I typed the name into the search bar. **Xander Black.** The results loaded instantly. And my world tilted on its axis. **Alexander "Xander" Black: CEO of Black Enterprises**

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!

he coughed and wheezed. I abruptly got on my feet and the men trained their weapons on me. "If you can sense her, how are you doing that?" I demanded. Sirius's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he regarded me with a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "It's obvious you're stalling," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I'm not that dumb, Ethan. You think you can buy time, distract me with your petty questions and accusations?" He chuckled, a low, menacing sound. "I'll indulge you, though. I'll tell you what you want to know, not because it matters, but because it will make the inevitable all the more satisfying."

She was raised in the shadows. He rules the world from the light. But her secret could burn the entire kingdom to the ground. For eighteen years, Nadia Hayes lived like a phantom. Hidden deep inside a secluded cave by her grandmother, she survived on river fish, harsh training, and silent longing. As the last living survivor of the forbidden Blackblood lineage, her existence is a death sentence. Her only crime is the blood in her veins—and her only desire is to know what it feels like to belong. Then, one desperate mistake exposes her secret to the realm. Hunted across enemy territory, Nadia flees to the remnant of her ancestral people, praying for sanctuary. Instead, she finds a clan

“This… this book is amazing. It actually talks back, it answers anything.” Xareth, from across the carriage, spoke without looking up. “Ask the Living Book where the next powerful pack is from here.” I paused, frowning. “Why don’t you ask it yourself? It’s not a Heartstone.” He said nothing, something about that silence unsettled me. My eyes narrowed. “Wait… you can’t read it, can you?” “Just ask,” he snapped. “You didn’t answer me.” He sighed heavily, jaw clenched. “Yes, Vireya. You’re the only one who can read the Living Book, unless someone is from the Syrakai Wilds.”

He looked at Xavier first, his analytical gaze lingering on the torn, blooded sleeve of his black shirt, then down to the tactical rifle resting on the floorboards near the library door, and finally up to the cold, blue stone of Xavier’s eyes. "You look remarkably like your grandfather, Mr. Blackwell," Miller said softly, his voice carrying an academic detachment that felt completely surreal given the physical wreckage surrounding them. "Richard Blackwell sat in my office in Washington twenty-eight years ago. He wore a six-thousand-dollar suit, drank our terrible government coffee, and spent two hours explaining to the Deputy Director why the global data-clearing network he was building was

It was too ridiculous to even consider. Xavier entered the Alpha’s office not long after receiving a text from the Alpha himself. He wasn’t sure if he was being sent on a mission or if he was being called out on the carpet for the mess in town today. He’d gone to pull the wolf out of the library and failed because he’d been called to a problem at the Black Hole. Once he got to the Black Hole, there wasn’t any problem, and he was pissed. The only good thing was that he made a date with the cute witchy librarian.