Sirius X Severus Novels & Stories

"She is mine! The debt of the Valerius blood is paid in the Tenth! She belongs to the Mirror now!" The Priest didn't stop. He was a tall, gaunt man with eyes like polished flint and a scar that ran from his temple to his jaw. He didn't look at me with pity. He didn't see a woman in love or a victim of a curse. He looked at me like a house that was already on fire—something to be demolished before the flames could spread to the rest of the village. "There is no debt left, Julian Valerius," the Priest said, his voice echoing with a supernatural power that made the very stones of the catacombs vibrate. "There is only rot. And I have come to prune the branch before the whole tree withers."

"It shall be done." Xavier’s gaze moved down the table, assigning roles with precision. Selene, the seer, would monitor the future for any shifts in the devils’ plans. Garrick, the strategist, would coordinate the group's actions from the field. Asher, the alchemist, would prepare weapons and artifacts capable of countering infernal magic. Each member left the meeting with a clear purpose, but the weight of their mission was evident.

I glance at her. Her eyes aren’t on me anymore. They’re fixed somewhere behind me. “What?” I whisper. She doesn’t answer. I turn. And my breath catches. Xavier. Standing at the entrance. His expression is wrong. Too hard. Too focused. Angry even. He stood frowning, arms folded and not breaking the glare he was shooting at me. Uh-oh.

He chuckled and said, “She also comes from a ninth-level plane, and her father is a lord of one of those planes. You’ve probably heard of his name.” “Oh?” James gave Aurelius a glance. As far as he knew, there was only one tenth-level plane and eight ninth-level planes among the countless planes. Seven out of the eight had taken action against him during his previous life. Aurelius smiled and said, “Xamira’s father is none other than the renowned Seamus Quirk.” “Seamus Quirk?” James furrowed his brows. To his knowledge, there had been no mention of a figure named Seamus among the lords of the ninth-level planes. Perhaps some new ninth-level planes had arisen during his reincarnation.

His feet glued to the spot. "No!....she did not intervene at all. I don't know why she did not. But Sir...I tried but she...didn't listen. You told me she is a mage? She is, right? Freida? Yes, I specifically send her the note. Now why she didn't act like the way we predicted?...fine...alright." Xavier's ears were ringing, the background noises had become distant and obscure, but he had some presence of mind left in him, even after the shocking revelation. He immediately moved from there and was a safe distance away from the pillar the moment he heard the voice stop speaking. He subtly fixed his gaze and his eyes widened when he saw that Sir Leon stepped out from behind the shadows, looking

Lucius broke first. He fell on his knees, the sword climbed to the ground. “I can’t... With all the gods, I it cannot.” Severus stared at his daughter. Something flickered in his steel eyes – memory of the little girl he once held on the lap while he told her about the heroes of Mars. “Livia...” he whispered. For the first time for years his voice sounded brittle. But the betrayal had already happened. Quintus Fabius, the gray magician, raised the

I begin feeding her , while still talking to her. “My queen…” I hear the voice that I had been dying to hear ever since I woke up from my unconscious state. My head snaps to the entrance to see a very dirty and sweaty Xavier. Though his face and hands were covered in dirt , and his clothes were soaked with perspiration , I could not help but feel attracted to him. I feel my eyes are latched on to him , it felt so hard to tear them away. I noticed every single detail about him – from the way his chest rose and fell from his rapid breathing , to the tiny droplets of sweat that dripped from the tip of his hair. He was simply a sight for sore eyes , though dirty.

Three massive figures stepped out. They were ten feet tall, clad in golden armor that shone like the sun. They wielded massive hammers and shields. They didn't look like monsters. They looked like angels. BOSS DETECTED: THE SERAPHIM. LEVEL: 99. TYPE: ANTI-VIRUS PROTOCOL. "They're hunting the glitches," Jax said, gripping his data-sword. "They delete anything that doesn't follow the script. They've already deleted the Merchant's Guild."

She looked at him, confused "How is that even possible?" Sirius said nothing at first, using a stick to draw figures on the ground for a while then said "Did you know? I am a hundred and fifty four" "No you're...." "And Axel is a hundred and fifty three" He continued. Her eyes widened as she suddenly began to feel uncomfortable "I.. I thought you didn't know Axel" "We are cousins actually" Sirius said with a sigh "I believe he didn't tell you any of this. He hasn't been truly honest with you, has he?"