Black Clover Black Bull Captain Novels & Stories

But I lost him because I was too proud to respect that he didn’t want to be a ruthless killer. But I’m done. For once, I will protect my son instead of just protecting myself. I, Nicholas Black, Gamma of the Midnight pack, hereby challenge you, Alpha Richard Harvey of the Midnight pack, for the Alpha title.”

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

She looked around and activated the mic, “All clear.” “Two agents are on their way,” she heard the boss say. Vicky cleared her throat and opened the door to be welcomed by the sound of the medical devices connected to the patient’s body. She pressed her lips when she saw Black Tiger lying on the bed. His naked torso was covered with scars and bruises. Bandages were around his chest, where he was shot. Vicky felt sad even though she and the mysterious agent have never shared a conversation. Black Tiger is someone calm, almost invisible, but his presence is very strong among them. He doesn’t need words to prove to the agents that he’s the best of all of them.

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

Let the gods guard him,’ I prayed in my heart. He climbed atop a massive black stallion. Without a word, he extended his hand again. I hesitated, but my fingers met his, and with a swift tug, he pulled me up effortlessly. I found myself seated before him, his imposing form enveloping mine. The scent of smoke and steel clung to him, yet beneath it, something darker, something ancient. My mind screamed questions, yet no answers surfaced. Why was I riding with him? Why didn’t I resist? We thundered through the borders toward the heart of the pack, where his soldiers surged ahead like a tide of death, loosing arrows, hurling fireballs.

he announces theatrically, “meet our dear captain. The big bully.” “Clinton,” Cody pleads, “calm down.” Jack doesn’t fight back, but his glare could cut steel. “I don’t care if you beat me up,” he spits. I arch an eyebrow. “At least I’m not like you,” he says, his chest rising and falling, rage bubbling. My wolf claws at the edge, but I clamp it down. “Don’t.” I hiss into Black’s mind. A low growl rumbles as he recoils, watchful.

Dain brushed the strands of my hair that were slicked to my face out of the way and gained my attention by placing his fingers underneath my chin. “It would be sad, indeed, but the Black Bull is on our side, darling. Even though it cannot break the rules like the White Bull does, it’s support is just as powerful.” “Wait a minute…” I stammered, remembering the encounter between the Black Bull and I, along with its eerie warning. Clumsily, I ran through what happened when I expelled the White Bull, recounting those incredible moments of pure peace I had felt. I explained to Dain what it had said and watched as curiosity and contemplation painted themselves across his face.

Black Axe suddenly said. “Why?” Black Hammer wondered. “Have you seen Captain’s expression?” Black Axe gestured and said. Black Axe turned to look at his captain, and felt his blood run cold when he felt the hostility within his captain’s aura. Black Saga was usually an easygoing person and it was difficult to anger him. But whenever he raged, he left nothing of his opponents. And that bloodthirsty death god that they had come to fear more than respect had been awakened once more. Black Axe and Black Hammer were angry, however faced with the wrath of their captain they could only shiver in fear.

Drew smiled, "It's payback time, Black Bull." "Payback time?" Black Bull began to laugh. "What? Has being in solitude finally caused your brain to be eaten up by the bugs inside? I think you're having hallucinations. I am Black Bull, and whoever dares to step in my way, I will crush them like ants." Afterward, he warned, "Don't ever call me again." "I won't, you have my word," Drew said.