Black Clover Beast Magic Novels & Stories

That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along. “I can accept anyone calling me that,” he continued. “But my mate… my future Luna… will call me by my name. Only my name.” He leaned toward my neck, lips brushing the skin lightly, making my breath shatter. “Or,” he whispered, “you can give me a daring name to claim me with.” “There is no difference between a beast and a monster,” I muttered. His grip tightened dangerously. “Do not provoke me.” Taking in a deep breath and at the same time desperate to break the moment, I blurted, “But a beast needs a real name. Like Knight has his. What’s yours?”

While the hope was still there, Ru realized she may have deflated her mother’s spirits just a little bit. “Do you think you’ll need a cloak as well?” “Yes,” Maggie admitted, “but not from the Keepers. There is a white magic cloaking spell as well that will hide us from the Reapers, demons, and other evil entities, but not the Keepers or angels.” “Can you send me that, too?” The thought of someone harming her father because he no longer wanted to be a Reaper was unsettling at best. “I will.” Her mother let out a deep sigh. “Ru, thank you.”

Rave and his volkaane comrades knelt at the edge of the morass and fired short bursts of blue fire from their fingers into each beetle, picking them off one by one and incinerating them before they could reach dry ground. With his wraiths and death beetles thwarted by his foes, the Necromancer decided on a more direct attack. Raising his arms, he sent twin beams of black magic corkscrewing toward Dominic. The wizard had never seen magic move in such a manner. He met the attack with streams of white magic, but the spiraling black beams bored into the white like powerful drills, pushing steadily closer to Dominic. “Leesa, add your magic to mine,” the wizard commanded. “Quickly! I cannot hold t

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

Elsa rose up and dashed at the beast, he grabbed the iron on the ground and hits her away. Elsa groaned out clinching her stomach. Clara and Maggie arrived there immediately, Clara didn't allow the bike to stop before jumping off it. She took out the Cyrix sword and took it down holding in highly to stab it straight into the beast skull but the beast somersaulted away and the ground was Stabbed instead. The beast kicks Clara away but she somersaulted up. Maggie leapt and the beast to slash it face but it squat low and and it flew past his head the beast slash her away with its claw.

Pain, like heavy droplets of rain, trickled across my face as I smiled at him, as it smiled at him. Dark, evil magic coiled beneath my skin, shrinking like a poisonous snake ready to lunge. My hand raised, my thumb and middle finger pressed together, seconds away from snapping. Such a simple gesture would be the cause of his destruction, would end the life of the warrior who had fought the White Bull’s influence for so long. The smallest of sounds escaped my lips, even quieter than the slow thud of my heart. “Beast.” The command in Dain’s voice crackled across the room, splitting the air in two with the heavy throb of his magic. Fast enough to cause whiplash, my head snapped in his direction

The Mercenaries’ Guild had even compiled a dedicated bestiary, indispensable to adventurers. The Blackarmored Boar was no easy opponent. Thick-skinned and heavily built, it could achieve terrifying speed in a full charge. Though it possessed no spell-like abilities, its lethality was not to be underestimated. “Smear this across your chest,” Instructor Beff said, tossing him a black pill. Logo did as instructed. Crushing the pill between his fingers, he rubbed the substance onto his chest.

"Doesn’t matter. You need protection. We all do. And a coven bond will make us stronger than anything Zach—or Derek—can throw at us." Rita’s chest warmed. She set the bowl aside. "Okay. Let’s do it." Midnight – The Old Oak Grove The moon hung full and heavy over the clearing, its silver light filtering through the ancient oak branches. The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water.

Aeron stepped forward, spinning his spear. “Stay behind us.” “Why does everyone keep saying that?” Luna complained. Kael smirked slightly. “Because we enjoy living.” The beast reached the battlement. This time it attacked immediately. One massive claw slammed toward them. Aeron leaped into the air and drove his glowing spear straight into the creature’s shoulder. The weapon burst with blue light. The beast howled as the magic burned through its shadowy body. Kael moved at the same time. His sword cut through the creature’s front leg, sending another wave of black smoke into the air.

"Feel." The bond answered before my thoughts could. I reached toward Kael, not physically, but through the connection between our souls. Immediately, warmth flowed between us. His strength. My magic. Silver. Gold. They merged into one. Light erupted around us. Kael broke free with a powerful roar. He lunged upward, driving the Beast away from him. At the same instant, moonlight burst from my hands. Not flames, not lightning. Pure silver energy. It wrapped around the Second Beast like chains. The creature howled. "What have you done?" "I don't know!" I admitted. The chains tightened anyway. The Beast struggled violently, but the moonlight refused to break. The First Wolf smiled faintly. "The