Young Sirius Black Fancast Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Mind my own business, huh? I suggest you take that advice to yourselves. You and your dumb friends are literally out here talking about someone who don't even know your dumbasses." Well now I know them... "And so what? Are you one of her fan?" They laughed in unison. "Your idol is so pathetic. I'm sure her career won't ever recover again after this issue. Serves her right after what she did to that poor man." I slightly flinched at her harsh words. I glared at her through the shades I'm wearing; my urge to pull her hair growing stronger and stronger with each seconds passing by. "You're literally siding with a goddamn sexual predator who's been back and forth in prison! Is that a kink of yo

Sophia Reed stepped into the top-floor office of Black Enterprises at 8:45 PM. The entire building was quiet. Most employees had gone home hours ago. Only the soft glow of city lights came through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Damien Black sat behind his massive desk, shirt sleeves rolled up, showing his strong forearms. He looked powerful, tired, and dangerously attractive. At thirty-eight, he was one of the youngest billionaires in the city. His jaw was sharp, his eyes dark, and his presence made the air feel heavier.

Of the four of us, Jacob is the youngest; still 18, and as such, takes his responsibilities very seriously so no one thinks of him as still being a pup. “You know something, don’t you?” Cayden asks me in the mind link. I notice that it’s just the two of us in the mind link, Bree, Jacob, Tasha and Channing aren’t privy to our conversation.” “I don’t know yet. But we’re going to find out.” Chapter 3 coming soon

He was tall and muscular, and while he was extremely handsome, there was an aura of seriousness about him that I liked. She exhaled and looked in the direction he had gone. “He’s Xavier Blackwood, son of Mathieu Blackwood.” She looked over at me and smiled. “Xavier is part of the rich-kids crowd, although he rolls alone. That actually makes girls want him more. I’m not sure if it’s a trick or not, but there you have it. You can try your luck, sis.” “I’ll pass, sis.” She shrugged, not in the least bothered by my snappy response, and I found myself liking her. Looking at her you’d think she’d be a materialistic “oh my god I like so need a skinny latte” type, but she seemed rather chill.

He slowly pointed the gun at Chekov's near-lifeless form, his gaze lingering on the pool of blood spreading around him. "I know you don't care for your life, kid," Sirius taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "But think about your friend. The sooner we leave here, the better it will be for him." He seemed to be savouring the fear and desperation that flickered across Ethan's face, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.

"I am John Black. Grayson's father. You can call me Mr Black." Skylar blinked twice, then continued to state dumbly. Seeing this, Grayson resisted the urge to laugh. Saying in his head. 'This funny short.' Instead he cleared his voice then said. "This is Skylar—a friend." To this, Skylar gave a light nod. "Is that so?" Mr Black merely raised a brow. "You haven't made a new friend in a while." "Which is none of your business." Grasyon shot equally emotional. There is a short pause, and Mr Black ordered. "Bring her along when you come."

"Y-yes!" Kayden sits down and puts his arms around my waist as he pushes harder and deeper. He bites my neck and lets out a loud groan when he reaches the climax. Soon after, I cum too. "Fuck, baby," Kayden passes out on the chair and pulls me next to him. "You're incredible." I giggle and rest my head above his chest, "Now, I understand why you're called Black Tiger."

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

I'm a Beta, and our shifts pack a lot of power, not more than an Alpha's shift, but close. My name is Aston Wiley, and I'm the future Beta of the BlackPaw Pack. I'm best friends with the future Alpha King Jamison. He turned 18 a month ago but hasn't found his mate yet. The anticipation is killing me, as I believe I know who my mate is, and I will get confirmation when I get to school.

he continued with a proud expression. "Wow! That was amazing! You look stronger than Ajamu," Sirius couldn't help than remark with admiration. "Haha, you are underestimating Ajamu too much. He might fall shorts in technique, but that's because he is younger than me three years. In terms of power, I dare to say he is more powerful than me at his age. If he fixes his mentality, he'll become a terrifying warrior one day." "It seems that he was truly holding back that day..."