Young Sirius Black Novels & Stories

DAMIAN BLACKWOOD A week would pass since that meeting with Michael Black for something to happen. Within that time, I felt that I had gone several steps up the ladder of power, and the world was going to be mine. The alliance I had forged between myself and the Blacks was the talk of every corner, and my name, Damian Blackwood, was whispered with a mix of awe and resentment as was reported. They said that at eighteen, I had climbed higher than most men twice my age.

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."

While they were happily spending their time in Nauyan, on the other hand, Isaac Young, Grey’s great uncle is still pushing forward with his devious plans. “Mr. Young, we already know where the target is located.” “Yes but um, we are not yet ready to proceed with the plan… He has many people around him…” “I’m not in a hurry, you can get rid of him at any day, I don’t care. I only want one thing…one thing! This should go well as planned, and that it’ll succeed. Understood?!” Isaac said. The hired hitmen were getting heated with how Isaac always demanded the plan to go through.

Paige looked at them and smiled while lowering her gaze in embarrassment. “Did something happen?” I asked, feeling a bit of intrigue. “Haven't you heard?” Paige whispered, leaning toward me. “Apparently Mr. Blackwood's younger brother is coming to the mansion.” When I heard that, my blood ran cold. Another brother? I knew about Sarah, the doctor, but I had no idea the Blackwood family was more extensive. But before I could ask, Paige cut in. “God, he’s such a sexy guy. They say he’s almost identical to Killian, but he’s 18; he came to see if he could find his mate in the pack,” she hinted with a tone full of hope.

I say. Keith and I aren't really the closest of siblings, but he's still my big brother, three years older than me. He's not really that wealthy as me. Keith manages a small business, and he's a realtor, and he's content. Unlike me, I'm selfish, money driven, and always want more. We weren't born into a rich family. People don't know that and they don't have to know shit. They believe Killian Black is a privileged, wealthy man. And well, they don't know shit.

“ Because I want to sleep. I’m tired and that old man is still not here. “ He exclaimed as if he was heartbroken because of his father’s promise earlier. “ I want that old man to tour me here so that I can get a girlfriend! “ He added with a teary eyes. After processing his words, I laughed as hard as I can because of what he said. He wants his father to find a girlfriend for him? Gosh! I never thought that Black's personality was very similar to Fergus. They’re indeed father and son. I tried to forced myself not to laughed so hard but I can’t help it. I put my other hand on my stomach and there are slight of tears that symbolizes my happiness. I shook my head then looked at my cute innocent

Love such a wonderful emotion which can fill ones life with colorful dreams but at the same if it's not valued it can haunt you till eternity. _________ CAST & CREW Alexander Black an 26 year old arrogant ruthless billionaire heir whose ways of dealing with his enemies will make them fear him even in their next birth. He is the dream man of every girl with 6.3 feet tall and muscular well built body with the looks of Greek god. He is the CEO of Blacks Business Empire for the outside world he is a ruthless business man but no one can imagine the power he hold with his strong connections with various mafia leaders and politicians across the world.

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.

Harry's casual demeanor faded away. "Do you know Peter Black?" I asked. "The infamous mafia boss and CEO of Black Group?" "Exactly." I shared everything I knew with Harry, including my mistakes. He understood my actions in the aftermath, but also acknowledged that this Peter Black seemed to be a significant figure, a typical mafia type. I mocked him, suggesting that if Black was truly typical and only used his fists, would Neil be in harm's way?

His gaze was cold, yet his charismatic aura silenced the crowd. Kimmy’s eyes widened. That man was not the fifty-five-year-old she had been told about. Kimmy’s heart pounded harder. She truly couldn’t understand. When she finally reached the altar, the man’s name rang clearly as the pastor introduced him. “Mr. Grayson Vanderbilt Blackwood.” Kimmy froze, her eyes growing wide. Grayson Vanderbilt Blackwood. The name was not unfamiliar. The richest young man in the capital, a billionaire known for his coldness, cruelty, and constant presence in business magazines and on television. Rumors even said he often changed partners.