The Black Sisters Harry Potter Novels & Stories

When the Dark Lord, the leader of the Dark Circle found out that a child was born, one destined to stand against him, he sent his fucking leeches to our Pack to get my sister, the prophesied one. My mother, Fiona Black, also one of the leaders of the Crystal Fortress witches, lost her life trying to protect Sheila at all costs. That was the last time I saw her as a child, and the entire Pack fell apart. Only the heavens know what the moon goddess was thinking pairing my sister with the son of the man that ruined our lives. Killian was as vicious as his father, the enmity that existed between Killian and us was one that could never be forgotten, it worries me to think about exactly what he wi

Sapphira gave me what I suspect to be a smug look and headed forward. I was once again startled but I quickly regained my composure and chuckled before trailing after my sister-in-law. None of us noticed the group of three young female witches in cladded black attires who had been staring at us since we walked in. ________ Unknown "Seraphina, isn't that the alpha you have been keeping tabs on?" One of my friends pointed like I didn't already see him and I scowled. "Who could the woman beside him be?" My second friend sounded upset.

Iris and Norlina both had blood red hair and the eyes to match, and their skin is flawless. They were all powerful and we could all feel it. “Kree’s daughters,” Nixon noted. The three sisters nodded. They’re from a coven of sixteen sisters, much like the Coven of the Witches of Darkness, the witches of the Dark Lord. They’re from the Coven of the Witches of Light, the witches of the Great Witch. “Our mother has sent us here to help you because a great crime has been committed against us too and we would love to help you avenge it,” Rezona spoke up.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

the second sister shared. “Couldn’t she see he was negatively affecting her life?” I asked, as the sisters looked to one another. “The heart wants what the heart wants; sadly, she wanted him more than she wanted her family,” the third sister stated. “That is so sad,” Sarah said, as the sisters agreed. “She started doing black magic, which is lethal; it took her to a deeper level, and she was unable to come back from it,” the first sister stated.

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.

And now, I'm paying the price. I shook my head, still not understanding the gravity of the situation. I had no idea that my mother's sister, the leader of the black witches, was plotting against me, and that Queen Endora was trying to protect me from a terrible fate. I was still confused and unaware of the danger, and I moved closer to my mother's side, eager to understand what was going on. But as I did, my mother's eyes widened in alarm. She tried to push me away, but it was too late. The black witch, who had been hiding in the shadows, cast a spell that ensnared me, trapping me in a magical binding.

Looking at each other the sisters decided they needed to speak up. “If I may speak freely, I don’t think that we should underestimate our sister. She has been practicing black magic and working with the Dark One for years. If she has gained his powers, that means she has the powers of a God who had the power to kill all supernatural being on earth which includes witches as well. We need to be prepared, for the worse we can’t allow her to find the rest of the spell.” Phe said to the elders that sat on the panel stage. They looked at each other and whispered. “We understand what we are up against, but it won’t change the fact that no one knows where the missing piece of the spell is. We can't

They were wearing clothes different from what their mother gave them, there was not a single scent of their mothers love from them as they walked closer to the lifeless body of the Queen of Magic, passing by Ira without batting an eye. “Have you abandoned your love for our mother? Have you all forgotten that we are a family?” Ira screamed begging them to remember something, but it was to no avail. Her sisters seemed to be fixated only on their mother. The six sisters joined hands above their mothers chest and began chanting using a language unknown to Ira. A black ball appeared from their mothers chest and was taken by Bia, she glanced at Ira before shattering the ball. Filled with rage, Ira

The mill door opened. A figure stepped out. Tall. Wearing black robes. Face hidden under a hood. Black Moon. Had to be. "You came." His words echoed weird. Like two people speaking at once. "I wasn't sure you would." "I said I'd come if you brought my sister. Where is she?" "Patience." Black Moon gestured behind him. "Show her." Another figure emerged from the mill. Smaller. Thinner. A girl maybe eighteen years old with silver hair and a face that looked like Lila's.