Was Sirius Black Bad Novels & Stories

He launched to Remy, pushed him against the car. Remy jerked out of his hold, remained calm. “I was part of that. I left before you hit someone, and people who have watched that had witnessed that I wasn’t there anymore.” “You can’t get out of this. You will go down with me, Larkin.” “Don’t threaten me, Adrian.” “If I can’t come to you, I will come to the people you care about, including that bitch!” The moment he spat the word bitch out, he made my impending anger blaze so hot.

hand with his. "Nice to meet you, sir." "The pleasure is mine." Hasley, I'll be downstairs, so talk for a while with your friend, ”he said and then walked to the elevator. "Rich," my friend told him, "how well you accompany Venus." Not safe lately. Imagine if that guy is spying on us - he rubbed his arm. It gave me a chill. And it is then that my mind travels to that time where I looked at a man outside high school, that man dressed all in black. It could not be coincidence. That man watched us, followed in the footsteps of the students. What if he was the guy who killed those boys? By God, I was so close to what we imagined. "I don't think I walk these sides." With what he did the most log

"Now, how can I help you?" "Do not accept anything from Sirius Black," he said, his tone suddenly serious. I turned around, my curiosity piqued. "I'm very curious, so please, explain what you mean by that." He ran a hand through his hair, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, clearly agitated. "Just don’t accept any of his favors. The guy is a complete cunt." "Because you lost to him?" I retorted, crossing my arms. "What a brilliant explanation for him being a cunt."

How could a good-for-nothing like Philip Clarke get Theo Zander to help him? Wait a minute! He seemed to have overlooked something. Sirius finally realized something. His eyes widened as he shouted, “What are you doing? Don’t give up yet! Isn’t that just Theo Zander? Anyone who kills him will become the next Theo Zander with my full support!” Sirius was flustered, especially when he saw Philip approaching him. He was starting to get scared now.

He joked and we both started laughing. "Blake, why are you known as the bad boy?" I ask after a few minutes. I had always seen Blake as a very caring person. "Well because a lot of people are after me." He replied. "Didn't you search up my surname? Wait I will give you my phone. Go check it up." He switched his phone on and handed it to me. I quickly search it up. The results? Sanders Inc. also known as one of the most successful companies in UK.

"I'm sorry that this is happening. Cindy has always been a manipulative bitch. If she wants something, she'll do everything to get it and Lucas is on her hit list." I leaned against the cold window and stared at the people walking back and forth. "First Maddy, now Cindy. Why am I cursed with bad luck? Did my parents do something that had bad luck placed on me?" "Don't say that... Look, we have to make Lucas understand that it wasn't your fault. Fuck, I'm sure he knows but he's been too emotional right now and lord knows what that girl has said to him at the hospital," Axel said and took my hand in his. "Besides, you have me to stay by your side if things get messy."

Sirius barks in my ear, his eyes storm over, burning me to the spot. “No, the man who is the person you’ve always wanted to be. An actually good guy,” I counter, getting into Sirius’s face. “I remember when you wanted to be like him, taking the bad guy down, defending the little guy.” I look Sirius over with exaggerated disgust, “And now you’re the big bad guy.” “Do you think Alston could take me down?” An irritated look flashes across Sirius’s face as he growls. “I think Alston can do anything he puts his mind to.” I step into his space, my voice confident and sure.

Their weapons were trained on us, their faces cold and unyielding. Sirius stood under the harsh light, his gaze drifting upward to the night sky. For a long, unnerving moment, he seemed lost in thought, his expression unreadable. Then, his eyes snapped back to me, and a wide, charismatic grin spread across his face. "It's been a while since I was here!" he exclaimed, his voice booming through the ruined room. "Feels too good to be home!"

We don't have time for his nonsense shenanigans. “Maybe I had underestimated you. I never thought of you defeating my precious brother, Belphegor. Oh my dear brother. I feel bad for you for having such fate like that. You were still immature until your last breath, longing for someone to play with you. And that made me sick!” he softly said in his first lines but then the tone of his voice suddenly went up in the latter part of his statement. Is he a bipolar? Someone who has the ability to change mood from time to time?

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.