Why Was Sirius Black Trying To Kill Harry

I was five months pregnant when my husband, James Fletcher, allowed his mistress to invade our lives—on the very night of our wedding anniversary. But she didn’t just come to flaunt her presence. She came to take my life. Pregnant and vulnerable, I confronted her, desperately clinging to my dignity. But the fight ended with me tumbling down the staircase, my swollen belly crashing against the cold, hard ground. Blood seeped across the floor, vivid and unrelenting. James only arrived after hearing about his precious mistress’ ordeal. He stood there, staring at the pool of blood, at my broken body. But instead of helping me, he rushed to her side. She had nothing but a few superficial scratches, yet he swept her off to the hospital like she was the one dying. By the time he returned, my child was gone. The doctors barely managed to save me. And what did James do? He struck me in front of everyone, his words sharper than the sting of his hand. "Lisa only wanted to bring you a Christmas gift, and you attacked her out of nowhere! You shameless witch!" “She didn’t force her way in! What nonsense! I gave her the house key ages ago. You just can’t stand that she’s prettier and kinder than you!" “You didn’t just hurt her. You killed my child! You vile, despicable woman. Why couldn’t it have been you instead?” Lisa stood beside him, pretending to comfort him while flashing me a smug, victorious smirk. James’s vicious tirade didn’t stop there. He dragged my name onto the internet, painting me as a monster.

For the Black Cove pack fighting is a way of life, kill or be killed. When it comes to she-wolves, they are absolutely worth fighting and dying for especially since they are so rare. What would it take for you to find the love of your life? To what lengths would you be willing to go? At a time when females have gone into hiding, when many are too terrified to be discovered, many have lost touch with their other half. Many don't even remember or realize they are wolves. But one pack is willing to risk it all to ensure the survival of their species. Black Cove does not operate as a normal pack, they make their own rules. As former rogues, they forge their own path, at all costs. This is their story of the fight for survival, and their undying drive to find their true loves, their true fated mates. Excerpt: “Werewolves,” I said, in a whisper. No, they don’t exist!! They can’t! My mind raced to some of the books I’d read, movies I’d seen. All the things that go bump in the night your parents warn you about. But come on, werewolves??

//READ WOLF DEN BEFORE READING THIS BOOK// "Ok what the hell they actually want, they want to destory us hole White Clan isn't" Team ask in frustration. "Not only that" Ash said while look all of them, four of them start him with wide eyes. "Then" Rose asked. "They only don't want destory us, they want destory hole government and rule all over the World, and they want something from us, or I can say someone from us" Ash told them. "Who?" Rose asked. "Donna, their Donna and Balck Clan King partner" Ash said. "W-What" Team shutter. "Yes we have their Donna"

Annalyse Mitchell is one of a kind. Literally. As the only remaining Astridian and daughter of an Alpha, she has abilities. Abilities that have remained hidden, even from her. As she approaches her 18th birthday, they are starting to reveal themselves, both to her and to those hunting her. She has no idea that she's being hunted, even in her dreams. Lycan Prince Dylan Andrew 'Chase' Wyndmoor meets Annalyse and is instantly drawn to her. There's something about this fiercely independent woman that he craves and that his Lycan has an overwhelming urge to protect. As attacks occur on their borders, can he solve the puzzle and help save her before it's too late?

Life is never black and white. One minute you’re a struggling graphic designer in LA that's finally coming to terms with being single forever, and the next you're flying to New York in a private jet to get engaged to your ex-boyfriend’s older brother. At least...that’s what everyone thinks. Forced to clean up his playboy image in order to protect his company, Beckham Sinclair, the city’s most eligible billionaire bachelor, wants me to be his fake fiancée and personal assistant. Now I'm spending every spare second with a man I thought I’d never see again. My freshly mended heart has barely recovered from the first time a Sinclair broke it. But with each passing day, Beck’s dirty mouth and lingering stares make me question his motives—and mine. As the line blurs between real and pretend, only one thing is certain: there are secrets hiding in this city full of black ties and white lies.

Terus menerus dihina karena dirinya seorang black blood, membuat kemarahan Anastazja memuncak. Seolah sesuatu dalam dirinya meledak dan memintanya untuk mencari tahu kebenaran dari black blood itu sendiri. Kebenaran yang membawanya pada kenyataan memilukan. Batu sandungan terbesar dalam hidupnya adalah ketika ia jatuh cinta dengan Helio. Keturunan dari musuh abadi klan Alastor. Anastazja paham, bahwa memelihara cintanya sama dengan mati. Namun, meski harus berkali-kali melanggar peraturan klan, ia tetap akan menyimpan rasa itu dalam hatinya.

Susan Parrish is a very beautiful young lady in her late twenties from a wealthy family, who decides to leave her family business to work in a hospital with the intentions to fulfill her dreams and aspirations. One thing she did not know was, she was not going to fulfill her dreams alone but also, she was going to fulfill her destiny when she encounters her boss, Jones Black. And what happens when she discovers her boss is a devil in disguise and she is the devil’s mate? Through their ups and downs, through the storms and temptations, it is only fate who has the answers whether or not there is ever going to be an ever after!

This isn't your typical Bad boy meets Good Girl story. Oh no. You see the thing is, our Bad boy, is actually a bad man. Ruthlessly determined to get what he wants. Ignore the fact that his life is painfully dangerous, or the constant threat of death that seemed to follow him, or the slew of bodies slain in his wake. (Details! Details!) But Does his intense mocha orbs burrow through your skin and casually stroll along the shores of your soul? Does his luscious dark hair - messily - sway and bend at the will of his slender fingers, and yet, by some miracle seem to always look perfect? A MILLION TIMES YES! Does he always wear black and look formidable yet absolutely ravishing? Do you even have to ask? Reid J. Dawson, has a skill set that is unique and almost unmatched. He is well travelled, intelligent and fancy’s himself a man of particular tastes. Our bad man, however, is not exactly who he says he is, his past has put him on a daunting path one he has no choice but to follow. Reid would burn the world to achieve his goals but nothing could be have prepared him for the danger that came with the saucy, firecracker who is sent barrelling his way. His conviction and his controlling nature is put to the test when his world clashes with a gut-wrenchingly beautiful, stubborn girl. Our “good girl” isn't ‘typical’, She has a mouth on her. Filter? Practically nonexistent. Maya Dupree, is an aspiring editor who always has her head in a book. She is a witty, outspoken fire cracker who certainly has her eccentricities but that never stopped her. What happens when a fearless good girl uncovers the secrets hidden behind the man in all black.

Eveline is from a wealthy family and as been jet-setting as an ambassador for her older brother’s werewolf pack, and is learning of the responsibilities that comes with the name Devon and the reality of being the infamous Hellhound’s sister. Darren is the fourth son of an Alpha who has mor sons that he knows what to do with, and is a little adrift in life. None of them would have expected to find their mate at a political meetup of all the who’s who or werewolf society, and are forced to reconsider their future, the distance separating them, and their families, but those challenges are nothing compared to war and disaster coming their way.

After eight years of love, Liz Smith went from being the woman Zac Lincoln once saw as the love he could never forget, to someone he couldn’t wait to get rid of. She had spent three years trying to hold on, giving everything she had. But once her last bit of affection ran dry, she finally gave up and walked away. On the day they broke up, Zac sneered coldly and said, “Liz, I’ll be waiting for you to come crawling back, begging me to take you back.” But what came instead wasn’t a plea—it was news that she was getting married. Furious, he called her. “Are you done with your little game?” A deep male voice answered from the other end. “Mr. Lincoln, my fiancée is in the shower. She can’t come to the phone right now.” Zac let out a bitter laugh and hung up. He convinced himself it was just another one of Liz’s tricks—playing hard to get. It wasn’t until her wedding day, when he saw her in a white gown, holding a bouquet, walking down the aisle toward another man, that reality finally hit him. Liz had truly let him go. Like a madman, he pushed through the crowd and rushed to her. “Liz, I know I was wrong. Please don’t marry someone else. Please.” Liz lifted her dress and walked right past him. “Didn’t you say you and Xena were perfect for each other? Why are you kneeling at my wedding now, Mr. Lincoln?”