Who Killed Sirius Black Novels & Stories

He looked up at me with eyes that held shock and rage and something that might have been respect. "You have doomed yourself," he whispered. "Killed an Alpha. The council will demand your execution. Every pack in the region will hunt you." "Let them," I said. "I survived you. I will survive them too." His eyes closed. His breathing slowed. And then Alpha Marcus Blackwood, the wolf who had tried to destroy me since birth, died. I stood over his body, still in full Silvermoon form, covered in his blood. I had killed an Alpha.

"Who was he?" Lord Blackwood's voice dropped. "His name was Victor Ashmore." The name meant nothing to me. But around the room... Everyone else's faces changed. Even Kael. "He's dead," Lucien said. "That's what we were told," Lord Blackwood replied. "I attended his execution." "So did I," Miriam added. "The whole kingdom watched." Lord Blackwood gave a bitter smile. "We watched a man lose his head." He paused. "We never checked if it was the right man."

Some even believed he was the strongest in the underworld, sought after by many powerful business empires. “How did… That is… insane,” Moore said, his eyes widening further. “His place was found destroyed. No body, no blood. Just Vladimir’s corpse. The only survivor was a boy named Sergie—spoke nothing that made sense.” “Who could have done this?” “Who else?” Moore’s brows furrowed. “Mr. Black.” “I heard he’s here in London,” Zeno’s smirk darkened. “I have no idea why, but I think I’m getting close to finding out. I might have a way to finally get him.”

Lucian was tossing a lighter up and down, his unhinged blue eyes wide and scanning me from head to toe. "Look at that," Lucian chuckled, walking down the steps toward us. His steps were erratic, loose. "She's wearing the boss's hoodie. Did you break her already, Blackwood? "Back off, Lucian," Killian said, his voice dropping into that terrifyingly growl. He didn't get off the bike.

He knew that Lucas definitely wouldn't let him go. He thought, "What should I do?" Suddenly, the eyes of the leader of the Sirius Dark Races turned cold. "Human! I'll take your life!" Immediately, the leader of the Sirius Dark Races charged towards Lucas. Unfortunately, the leader of the Sirius Dark Races wasn’t a match for Lucas. "Swoosh!" Only the sound of rushing wind could be heard as the leader of the Sirius Dark Races disappeared from this world forever. Lucas sighed inwardly. He knew that he had never been someone who killed others at his free will.

My colleague, Gary Thompson, kept trying to persuade me to do the dialysis, but I just smiled, took the potent painkiller from his hand, and swallowed it. As a doctor, I knew that once the snake venom spread, not even a miracle could save me. I had at most two days left. I headed to the VIP ward and pushed the door open. A glass of water came flying at me. My mother, Helena Powell, was the one who threw it. "How dare you come back?" she barked.

“And what about Sirius? What happens to him?” Rudy’s eyes darken, and he leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “We kill him of course.” My breath catches in my throat and I avoid looking at him in the eye. “Take the mafia from his ice-cold hands.” My heart pounds in my chest, the promise of freedom for Alston so tantalizingly close. But something nags at me. “And what about Sirius? What happens to him?” Rudy’s eyes darken, and he leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “We kill him, of course.” My breath catches in my throat, and I avoid looking at him in the eye. “Take the mafia from his ice-cold hands.”

It was a person wearing black suits. "You Dark Phoenix," the man started speaking. "I should have killed you Andrius when I have that opportunity, however it will not bring me any happiness to see you dying in that easy way. What your organization did to us is a thing I would not just let go." After saying those, he smirked at Sir Andrius while walking towards him. I looked at our leader and he was so calm while standing and waiting for this man to arrive. "I think you didn't kill me because you still need my invention." Sir Andrius told him, what invention he was pertaining to?

The Blood Dwellers are real. ‘Lord Atticus,’ I say under my breath, now staring at him in shock. His hair is dark, and he is dressed all in black. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but some of his features seem familiar, or am I remembering his features from the night he killed Micah? I do remember seeing dark hair and the side of his face. He is wearing the same black cape as Lord Talon. I can’t help but feel they somewhat resemble each other. Is that another reason why I was so sure it was Lord Talon who killed Micah?

His parents, John and Sarah, had always been a bit concerned about his voracious sexual appetite, but they chalked it up to typical teenage hormones. Little did they know that Harry's insatiable hunger was about to be fed by the most unexpected source – their best friend and neighbor, Sirius Blackwood. Sirius was a handsome man in his early forties, with a chiseled jaw and a wicked gleam in his eye. He was married to James Blackwood, a successful businessman who was often away on long business trips.