Sirius X Severus Novels & Stories

Chapter: 12. ****** Lord Xrysos sat with the rest of the Sells family at a very elegant table awaiting their meals to be served. The House Of Sells has been very long-term family friends. When Xrysos was very young and his father had died in the war and his mother took her own life. Lord Sells had taken him in as one of his own and had raised and made him the King he was today. Xryso's love for the Sells family knew no bond and he held them all dear to his heart. While he had instructed Damon to lead the newly bought slaves to get cleaned up. He had gone with Linus to eat lunch with the rest of the family.

But the looming golden eyes that he fixed on me had me unsteady, despite being seated. His next words were slow and careful as he watched me react. “Mistra may be at a loss as to why I came out this way, but I can assure you she has told me enough about her own son to know that whatever happened to him also happened to me.” My body shivered, my flesh crawling with every word of his unwelcome suggestion, willing my body not to give away anything. “I also know Mistra well enough to know she really has no idea what happened to me,” Sirius went on smoothly, admiring his nails as if he just had them polished, breaking his stare as if suddenly disinterested.

His voice cracked, voice thick with tears and rage. The healer said nothing, simply watching helplessly as Severus broke down, tears streaming down his face. Severus was grieving his best friend, his brother-in-arms, and the sight of him in such pain was almost too much to bear. The healer, caught between professional duty and compassion, struggled to understand the torrent of grief crashing over Severus.

They’d led her to trust people who’d sold her out the first chance they got. “You could say that,” Sasha said, taking another sip of her drink. “I’m Severus,” the man said, extending his hand. “And you look like someone who could use a friend.” Sasha looked at his hand, manicured nails, a gold ring on his finger, soft skin that had never done a day of manual labor. She knew she shouldn’t take it. Knew nothing good could come from talking to this man. But what did she have to lose? She shook his hand.

“The one and only Lord Bathym, the black duke of the inferno.” “I can see the resemblance.” He muttered, pulling us towards him whilst my father’s darkening eyes remained focused on my beloved. Something that I couldn’t figure flashed in his orbs whilst he kept observing the man approaching him and I was nervously sucking my inner cheeks, for I didn’t know what was running in his evil head. What did he see that made him stare at Xavier so intently? When we finally halted before him, Xavier extended his hand, offering a handshake, “I’m—“ He interrupted, “Xavier Clark White.” A small smile graced his face, perplexing me. He lifted his hand, grabbing Xavier’s and shook it. “The Alpha of the dec

Sebastian said swirling the glass he was holding and gulping the substance in it. "You...ahhh...I'm done! I'm going to talk with her" Xavier said walking away from his brother. Sebastian sat in his study with his legs crossed while reminiscing about the expression he saw on Ariel's face earlier. He scoffed and said "Curious cat"

I state. "Good. Because you have to break up with that human guy and focus on Reece." Lexi says as she chews on the potato chips in her plate. "His name is Charles and I'm not going to break up with him.." I declare and Tony basically chokes on his food. "What?!?" Lexi exclaims. "I love him and this whole mate things doesn't change anything. Can't Reece just find another mate or something?" I say seriously. "That's not how it works Gan, He can't just find another mate. You two are fated to each other. There will be no one else perfect for you as him. Same as there isn't anyone else perfect for him as you.." Lexi explains.

her room, and we agreed to meet up later once she took some rest. "It's Bella, right?" Gabriel asked me as we walked towards his room. I just nodded a yes. "Is it short for Isabella?" No, my name is Bellatrix," I answered. "Wow, that's a beautiful name. Your name is from the Latin word meaning Female Warrior." What is this guy, a braniac or walking encyclopedia? I had no clue about the meaning behind my name. I just knew that my grams had named me. "Thanks for the compliment, but honestly, I never took the time to look up the meaning of the name my grams chose for me," I told him shyly. "We're here, I hope this room meets your satisfaction. Give me a shout if there is anything you need," I