Black Clover Demons Novels & Stories

Their stares were piercing into each other like they were in a battle. Clairra could release her arrow and let it fly into the demon’s heart but she sure knows how fast he can dodge it. Love? How does this demon even know that word? Demons don’t know how to love! All they do is fight each other, betray each other for the throne, trying to conquer the world they live in! “I will ask for the last time, demon, who are you?” The intention to shoot her arrow was obviously written in Clairra’s face and there was no other thing a demon likes but to play games and keep your fire growing. He looks up grinning at her.

Chapter 23: Realization ****************** "Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred. How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us? That we now send our children out into the world like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe return but knowing that some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows, swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?" -One Tree Hill

Clash of two realms Inside the building, Claud had been doing his best to keep the demon occupied. His claws and fangs were fierce, but the demon’s regeneration abilities made it nearly impossible to deal lasting damage. Each strike Claud landed was met with a hiss of pain from the demon, but within moments, the wounds would close, leaving the demon as strong as ever. Claud dodged a swipe from the demon’s claws, using his speed and agility to stay one step ahead. He tried to use his elemental powers to create a barrier of fire, hoping to slow the demon down, but the creature simply walked through the flames, unscathed.

Alpha Connor asked, feeling a bit relieved as they were getting the solution to what they needed. "It is a trio clover leaf which is rare to find in the forest. Just showing the clover leaf to your Luna will make the demon inside her to feel uncomfortable and then the demon would be forced to come out of her. At that time, we would have a barrel of water that would magnetize the demon into it and it is done." She explained further, with gestures that made us understand better. "Okay, we'll be back soon." Alpha Connor assured as he tapped Hadrulph for them to leave.

I'll sure make sure to get rid of all those that I hate to see once I'm done with that demon alpha. As we went something dropped in my heart. I suddenly have this urge that the blackwolf alpha can't be trusted. He can sell your soul to the devil if he sees you aren't useful to him as much. It was then I thought that the blackwolf alpha is like what he is now because he sorted extra powers and that's what I'm going to do. And I'm going to do it secretly. That is surely what will help me if I'm going to succeed in my plans.

Time was of the essence, and I needed to move like a shadow—swift and silent—to ensure everything unfolded naturally. As I typed up my reports, a familiar clang echoed through the sterile space. Boots, hard and distinct—my heart quickened at the sound. I looked up just in time to see Demetri stride in, Armando trailing behind him like a storm cloud. They hadn't noticed me yet. Demetri wasted no time; he plopped into a chair and pulled out his phone, fingers flying over the screen. Meanwhile, Armando prowled the room, his tan shirt hugging his muscular frame beneath a leather vest emblazoned with the gleaming Demented Devils logo—a devil with a pitchfork, a sinister reminder of the danger tha

The elite troops drank dragon potions forcefully to the three sorcerers, and immediately their bodies convulsed in pain and emitted a purplish-black aura from their bodies. “I recognize this purplish black aura. The smell is very distinctive, the smell of demons. I've seen the same aura from the Warlock currently disguised as the king of the Fortis kingdom. You won't escape," said Radcliff, grinning with an extremely oppressive aura. “Don't be arrogant, Radcliff! You can't fight a demon’s son! The dragons had long since died at the hands of the Warlock. Your annihilation is imminent,” said one of the black sorcerers who was caught trying to bluff.

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

he roared. Silas limped forward, his palms glowing faintly as he began to chant. “I can weaken its binding, but I need time!” “Do it!” Rio barked, claws flashing. “We’ll hold it off!” The demon shrieked and thrashed, its molten blood splattering rebels and burning through their skin. One unlucky vampire screamed as he dissolved under the acidic ichor. Another lost an arm in a single swipe of its massive claws. “Stay back!” Claude commanded his team, his deep Cajun accent sharp as steel. “Only the Valentines close in—this thing eats numbers alive.”