Young Sirius Black Fancast Novels & Stories

Seeing Jaxon and Mia looking like they glue each other, Rey glared at Gavin who looked innocently at everyone. “Blacky is not wrong, he just wants to play. You know already, he likes women,” said Gavin which made all the men there snort in disapproval. “I told you to keep the snake in his cage, Gavin,” Gideon hissed. “Imagine if it was Kalista, she might give birth prematurely.” All the men there shuddered at the thought of Kalista with her big belly climbing a chair and running around the room being chased by Blacky. “Usually Blacky is very sweet,” Gavin defended against his snake which looked at the men around with its round eyes as its body squirmed about to come to its master.

VINCENT MOREAU He made sure to down the contents of his cup before returning his gaze to me. “My men should know about it. They would know from the moment Wesley Black snaps a finger.” “Wesley Black isn't as stupid and naïve as you think,” I corrected, recalling that it had taken far more sophisticated arrangements to figure the boy out. “His plans are elaborate. He has men who have been there since the time of his father and grandfather guiding him. You seem to have doubts.”

Not the name or the adoption certificate or even the plasma abilities. But the willingness to stand between innocent people and danger. To fight when necessary. To lead when no one else would. That's what made someone Blackwood. And today—in this scorched courtyard, surrounded by people who'd survived because we'd refused to give up—I'd proven I was exactly that. Shawn Blackwood. Seventeen years old, werewitch, plasma manipulator. Brother. Nephew. Packmate. Leader. It was terrifying and overwhelming and absolutely insane.

I force the whiskey down, trying not to think about how this is supposed to be a celebration. "Relax, man." Ethan claps my shoulder. "You look like you're heading to a funeral." "Maybe I am," I mutter, but the music is too loud for him to hear. Kane, the middle Wintermoon brother, leans forward in the booth. His eyes are hard and calculating. "Let's be clear about something, Blackthorn. Sophia is our baby sister." "I know." I set down my glass. "Do you?" Ryder, the youngest, crosses his arms. "Because your reputation says otherwise. Player. Womanizer. Guy who goes through girls like they're disposable."

He stepped forward, boots pressing into the earth with a crunch that echoed louder than it should. “Allow me to introduce myself,” he said, his tone carrying weight, like he was on stage, waiting for applause. “My name is Vincent Grey. The bastard son of a lycan.” His lips curved sharper, almost mocking. “Of course, you could call me Vincent Black. But I prefer Grey. Because when you mix white and black together…” His smile stretched cruelly. “…you get grey.”

Behind me, my three children stepped out in matching black coats, looking like a royal guard in miniature. The silence that met us was absolute. There, standing at the edge of the clearing, was the Blackwood Pack elite. My father was there, looking pale. My sister, Sarah—the "Luna"—was draped in furs, her face twisted in a mask of arrogant curiosity. And then, there was him. Killian Vance.

he seen the picture his anger became extreme . he slammed the glass table with his hands and said "kill him I want him to be dead at any cost" assistant nodded his head and wanted to say something but he is being calm and silent milan asked "what you wanted to say" assistant said hesitatingly "sir black panther people were following madam.. don't know why and exactly at the sametime not sure about that people whether belongs to black panther gang or not"

Although these people were pitifully weak in Lucas' eyes, they looked powerful and fierce when they gathered together, . ... Ansley said to Lucas, "Senior, they are here." Lucas nodded, looking as calm as ever. The members of the Sirius Palace walked down the mountain! "You wish to storm Sirius Palace?" A middle-aged man stared at Lucas and Ansley. This middle-aged man was a Rank 5 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Gene Fighters. Lucas could tell with ease that this middle-aged man was the Master of the Sirius Palace. "We just want to go up there and have a look." ...

:D Thank you for the journey, lovelies! #TheBlackShadowPackSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M

he said indifferently. Although he had not used all his strength for that punch, it still meant that Sirius was quite decent in terms of strength. “I am Sirius! I am Rain Tower’s best assassin!” Sirius yelled in a rage. He rushed at Dustin. However, after taking a few steps, his face became ghostly pale. He again spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his eyes bulged, and he fell to the ground. He was dead! The onlookers were dumbfounded.