Sirius Wand Novels & Stories

“You can’t control everything.” Sirius leans forward, his gaze never wavering from hers. “Oh, but I do, especially you. You would do well to remember that, not sit your little spoiled ass down.” Claudia’s defiance wavers, her confidence faltering under his intense scrutiny. “This is ridiculous. You can’t control me forever.” Sirius’s smile is chilling. “I don’t need to control you forever. Just long enough to get what I want.” Claudia’s hands clench into fists on the table. “What do you want, Sirius? Why are you doing this?”

Her right arm was raised in an open palm as her lips moved slowly. In a few moments, a small, long object with a slightly pointed end flew up and into the palm of her hand. "Destroy!" One word slid out to command the wand and at the same time Esther stood upright with her head staring into the sky. A Silver beam shot out from the tip of the staff and travelled all the way to the positions of Alpha female Sniders and Lycan King Edward Slovasky. However, before the beam could touch the skin of the two strongest lycans, a red ray blocked the beam.

The difference in their auras felt like a rabbit and a wolf that hunting its prey. Sirius turned and walked away, Mr. Owen shaking even more. He had no other choice. It's them or him. Sirius heard Mr Owen's screams and the sound of gun shots echoing through the warehouses of the illegal narcotics factory. That day, Mr. Owen shot five of his employees, with his own hands, who dared to deceive Lord Sirius Brown.

So technically, wands are like a human who has feelings…and whenever their destined owner touches them, they would be fine, but if not, then they would kill anyone who dares…. I gulped, “So it chooses you?” “Yes, this also prevents anyone from stealing a wand. Stealing it is considered a crime and punishable by death,” She said, “I see you are curious about it…” I nodded, “When can I get one?” Even though I am half-witch, it must still be in my blood right? So I should have my own… “Oh, whenever a witch reaches the puberty age of 12, the teachers would guide us in the eternal tree where the branches would spring off a wand specifically made for you.”

"My father would have killed me?" "He could have killed you just to help his little witch," He said facing me. "She fooled them into believing the source of the power she seeks was in one of the packs," "Source of power?" I asked. "She is a half witch," Hayden said. A witch? The priestess was a witch? I faced her as she smirked staring at Hayden, the priest of the moonlight Groove was a half witch? She tilted her head, folding her fist as she gritted her teeth, she walked closer to Hayden. They both stood staring at each other as they glared at each other.

"I was." "Not Sirius Black?" "No, Sirius Black was just a decoy. To give James' home an additional layer of protection, Sirius convinced James to change the keeper of the secret to an unsuspecting person and he would act as the secret keeper to attract the focus from the actual keeper, me." "How would you describe your wand?" "Short and brown, chestnut wood with a dragon heartstring core, 9¾ inches long." "Who is the owner of the bone white wand?" "The Dark Lord."

And it was here that she had confessed her plan last fall. Like Celeste’s other siblings, Sirius had reddish brown hair and green eyes. He stood a little over six and a half feet with about four inches between them. They both had athletic builds and tanned skin. Sirius wore running shoes, black basketball shorts and a gray tank top. His neck had his mate’s mark, and the Silver Lake Pack Crest was tattooed on his left upper arm.

I hadn't read that book for disguise in a long time, and now that I needed it, I couldn't find it. "Arrg! Orora, think! Come on!" I swayed my wand, and it formed a glitter in the air. That wand was a gift from the moon goddess itself. She told me to use it if something important needed to be fixed. For now, Amira's situation was THAT something very important.

After that, the three of them walked side by side and browsed through some of the stalls in the city. While browsing, Henry was attracted by a particular stall… The stall’s name was ‘You Definitely Can’t Afford It…’. Intrigued, Henry walked up to the stall and clicked on it. There was a white magic wand in the stall… The magic wand was beautiful. The lower section was a shiny, silver shaft, while the upper section was a silver crown. There was a pretty, silver, starlight effect around the magic wand. It looked ethereal. This magic wand belonged to the Counselor class…

Vivian trembled when Sandilo’s forceful voice resounded in the room, “What is in this?” “Ummm….it…has…some things…I took it off…as I wanted to treat my bruises.” Vivian felt very self-conscious when his eyes swept over her from head to toe, “Bruises! Where.” Vivian was tempted to last out at him sarcastically, but she managed to bite her tongue at the right moment. “My arms are hurting. I need to use the wand in the backpack to heal it.” “Wand, what is that?” “It is a device that heals the wounds.”