Black Clover Fanfic 소설 & 이야기

Our pack stood on the brink of complete humiliation, facing the mockery of every High Alpha in the Moonshadow Dominion. So when Clay Jasperfang arrived at Blackmoor Grove forty-eight hours later with his bold, shocking offer to take his brother's place, my parents acted as if the Moon Goddess herself had descended. They did not care that I was being handed over to a known playboy with a heavy, intimidating frame and a terrifying reputation in battle. They only saw the Silverclaw Throne saved from slipping out of our claws. Saying no to Clay was never an option. “It is a pragmatic arrangement, Father,” I say tightly, smoothing down the heavy silver lace of my ceremonial robe. “Thank you for a

The sight of him completely out of it, still taking my cock so perfectly, pulled something dark and hungry out of me. “Fuck, look at you,” I muttered, never slowing. “Completely unconscious and your hole is still sucking me in like it needs it. I’ve never fucked anyone while they were out cold before. Never wanted to. But you… you’re the only one with this filthy little kink, aren’t you? The only one who gets off on being used even when you can’t feel it. And I love it. I love that you’re the only one who lets me do this. My perfect, filthy, unconscious little whore.”

[AGATHA NGUYEN] "Clover, open the goddamn door, please..." I yelled, knocking. It's been three days since she has been avoiding me. "Go away!" My forehead lay through the door out of frustration. I know Clover has the right to feel bad for not telling her about my past with Lexie, whom she adored so much that she became an avid fan, even before Lexie got famous. Obviously, I first met Clover at one of the bars I used to spend time with. That time I was drowning myself in liquor, trying to get Lexie out of me.

Flora – POV Sharing my past with someone else has been unexpected, making me feel a strange lightness. Ryker has been a quiet listener, his presence alone offering a solid sense of support. At times, his sweetness overwhelms me, stirring feelings that I am hesitant to acknowledge. I recognize this feeling—it's love. Yet, I am reluctant to allow my hopes to rise only to be crushed later. It's clear what Ryker feels for me; he's not in love, we're just fated mates, and he's simply acting the part.

Clair pov Months passed by and our relationship flourished. Being his girlfriend was the best thing that had happened to me and Nolan. The hope of Nolan growing up with the love of a father rekindled with Levi coming into our lives. All this time, I had been thinking that Nolan would never know the love and affection of a real dad.

Chapter One: The Day Everything Burned "Sera! Come see the butterfly cocoons! They are starting to split open!" I dropped my handful of wildflowers and raced toward Mama's voice, my bare feet slapping hard against the warm stone path. The garden smelled like sweet jasmine and wet earth, and I was already planning to ask Papa if we could stay out here until the stars came out so we could count them together like we always did on clear nights. A scream tore through the peaceful afternoon air, and I froze completely, the scattered petals drifting down around my feet. Another scream pierced through the garden, followed by shouting—so much shouting it sounded like the whole pack house was on fire

Damien laughs, checking his watch. "I say fifteen," Victor counters. "He'll want to make her suffer a bit first." None of them understands the profound transformation occurring miles away, how the touch of Clover's lips against Milton's has shattered years of deliberate blindness, revealing a truth too powerful to deny. In the hollow willow, Clover makes her decision. With trembling hands, she pushes herself forward, emerging from the shadows like a spirit materialising from another world. The silver threads of her ceremonial dress catch the moonlight, creating an ethereal glow around her slender figure.

“Ohhhhh, I see.” His eyes roamed hungrily on my nipples even as they were barely concealed by the transparent white silk top I wore. I traced his gaze to my left nipple. I frowned at him. “There’s no way I’m letting you get your slimy mouth anywhere near my nipples.” "I know." Clover scoffed folding his arms in a gesture of defeat. It was crazy for him to even consider it even though he was into mermen. I still felt awkward letting him do it especially since I believed Eric should be the next to do it.

Dear Clover, I hope you can now see that I have your whole career in my hands. I will give you one more chance. You have till Friday to reveal you’re Lucky or else I will. I have hundreds of pictures from that night, Clover. By the way, I hope you liked your car, red was a bit dull, so I figured you’d like some more color. You know what they say, make sure you can taste the rainbow. Kisses, Unknown. "Well, I guess I'm going to school as Lucky tomorrow," I said with a sigh. I couldn’t stop the feeling of defeat from sitting on my chest.

Stacey’s holding me back with her hand on my arm, but I just disregarded it. “You’ve seen it already?” Clover then chuckled. “I thought you won’t. Did you like the picture that I chose, it is-” “What is your problem, Clover Schmidt. Is this how you like to fight?” I drew myself closer to her while I clenched my fist. “What is our deal?” Clover said in a low voice. She grinned meaningfully at me. “That deal? I’ve been avoiding him! Just like what we’ve talked about!” I said, almost yelling at her.