Young Sirius Black Novels & Stories

Until there was nothing left. And then— "You'll catch a cold here." I looked up. And the world stopped. --- He was standing there. Tall. So tall. With dark hair and darker eyes. A jaw that could cut glass. He was wearing a suit that cost more than my father's car. And he was looking at me. Not through me. At me. Kieran Blackwood. He was twenty-six years old. The most powerful man in the pack. The Alpha's elder brother. The one everyone whispered about. The one every woman wanted. The one every man feared.

He turned to my uncle and licked his lips. “She is beautiful,” he said, coming closer. A shiver ran through me at the sound of his voice. I knew who he was. Augustus Black. He was the town's notorious bachelor. He used money to cover his crimes and he took advantage of the younger girls. Money was not his only power. He was the older brother to the pack's Luna, and that protection meant he could do as he pleased. No one in their right mind would marry him. My aunt and uncle were only blinded by poverty.

"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."

It is hurting! "First, I'll make you mine! Then my friends will have their share and after that, I'll blackmail your father by showing him the damn video and then, it doesn't matter how much you cry to go away from me, you won't be able to do it because I'll tie you with me in a bond and your father won't be even able to stop me from this all, you know why?" He tilts his head as he continues menacingly, "Because Liam Dawson cares about his reputation the most. He won't be able to say no to me. And in the end, my father will handle the rest."

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

Ethan Cross was a brat. He was a twenty-two-year-old trust fund baby with a sharp tongue, an overinflated ego, and a trust fund that could buy a small country. He was used to getting everything he wanted, and he loved making grown men feel small. But today, he had made a fatal mistake. He had humiliated the wrong man.

My telephone rang and I quickly brought it up to my ear. "Secretary Carter of Black's corporation here, what can I do for you?" I asked in my professional voice. "Hi secretary Carter, is Dylan still in his office? He wasn't answering his phone calls." The voice said. I stood up immediately when I recognized whom the voice belongs to. "I'm sorry Mrs Black, forgive my manners." I said instantly. "Mr. Black is still inside his office." From what I knew, Dylan is Mrs Black's most prized treasure in this world. Mr Black died almost immediately after he was born and he was the only son. The only treasure the BLACKS had.

Black gestured to the guy with a hair color close to black. "His codename is Zeke." Mr. Black turned towards the tanned boy with butterscotch brown hair, he had childishness written all over his face. "Ah and this fellow here is Jay. Don't be fooled by his face, he's already 22. I once thought that he was still in high school when we did the interview." Avyanna slightly raised an eyebrow. Oh, she actually thought he was underage. "He's best in any kind of guns-"

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.

JJ shows Daniel into my mother’s sitting room. “Hi Mr Fields, please call me Lily.” I narrow my eyes at JJ who blushes. I should really take what I can get, at least Lillian is not, Miss Blackwood. I shake Daniel’s outreached hand. “I wouldn’t be comfortable with Lily; may I call you Miss Blackwood?” he asks politely “No, you may not” his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, “Okay. Lily.” I smile. “This is Lucas Craven.” “Mr Craven is fine.” I narrow my eyes and roll my eyes at Luke. Men! JJ starts to leave.