Sirius Orion Black Novels & Stories

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

Matthias is all that and more to the Pack and to the Alpha. My father nods and places his finger on the intercom. "Thank you. Please escort her in." A few moments pass in tense silence until Matthias opens the door to the office, Layla trailing behind him with her hands clasped in front of her. He places his hand on her back and guides her in. "Sit." He growls at her and for a split second of weakness, I almost feel kind of bad for the she-wolf. You won't be able to find a single wolf in Blackwater who isn't more than fond of Willie. She is fated to be our next Luna after all, even though she isn't yet aware.

It was Orion, a former member of their pack who had chosen a solitary life years ago. Eva approached Orion cautiously, her voice firm yet compassionate. "Orion, what brings you here? Why have you returned with such aggression?" Orion's voice trembled with rage and sorrow as he spoke. "Eva, I have come with dire news. A rival pack, the Bloodmoon Clan, seeks to invade our territory. They are ruthless and relentless, driven by a hunger for power. We must prepare ourselves for the impending danger."

a deep, gravelly voice growled right behind my ear. I turned my head slightly, my green eyes catching Orion’s icy blue gaze behind his plastic visor. His massive frame looked like an iron wall under the stadium lights. His black captain's jersey was tense across his broad shoulders, and his cedar wood pheromones were flaring out in a heavy, protective wave. He was staying close to my wing, his elite instincts trying desperately to soothe the cold, sharp scent of panic leaking from my warm pores. "Don't think about the Titans' corporate office," Orion commanded, his hot white breath steaming in the cold air. "Marcus is handling the digital footprint. Your only job is to play the puck."

I am so worried about how bad these dreams get each and every day. I know something is bothering you and as I always say, take me as your best friend and feel free to tell me anything and everything.’ Mariam, Susan’s mother says sweetly to her, to which she nods her head positively. After a little more conversation with her daughter, Mariam retires to her room to continue her sleep. ~> Introduction to characters. Susan Parrish, female protagonists/ Black’s mate. There’s going to be a lot of her POV’s. Jones Black[Abbadon], male protagonist. There maybe a considerable amount of POV’s in his name.

Soft black fur covered his body. His bones twisted in and out before his paws thudded softly down the wet ground, making a squishy sound as he bounded out the front door. He lifted his snout up in the air as he took in the scent of the night air and wet earth. It had rained a little tonight and he could scent the fresh scent of Earth. Orion's black coat shone in the soft glow of the moon as he stood in four legs. He shuddered in pleasure as the cold breeze ruffled his dark black fur.

He sighed deeply and said, "Rest in peace, Orion." After burying Orion, Adrian felt an overwhelming sadness as he stood quietly in front of Orion's grave. He then suddenly heard a burst of enthusiastic applause behind him. He furrowed his brow and turned around, looking displeased at the source of the noise. There was a group of people in black standing confidently behind him. and they all radiated a formidable presence. The leader of the group was wearing a peculiar smile as he stared at Adrian intently. The moment Adrian met his gaze, he felt as if he had plunged into darkness. The person before him had an incredibly deep gaze. His eyes were like two colossal black holes, pulling Adrian in

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”

"We will see you at dinner." Relief washed over Iris's face. "Thanks. See you then." Iris awkwardly dodged Lorriane as she slipped out of the room. "Are you going to introduce me to your mate?" Lorraine asked expectantly. It's not like she ever introduced me to hers. "Lorraine, this is Orion, Alpha of the Black Moon and my mate. Orion, this is Lorraine, my oldest sibling." I sighed out as I left Orion to go and start to unpack.

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