Black Clover Magic Knights Squads Novels & Stories

The way she’s asking me not to leave her, I’ll never leave her, she’s the only light I have in the darkness I call my life, I chose my life, but I always craved the light, even before I met her, I knew I needed her in my life, one way or another, she was to be mine. I dropper her back at home, I didn’t want to leave her, but work was calling things aren’t going well for me, I still had to deal with the one who calls themselves pure bloods, they are making themselves more known now, they are trying to leave a mark, make themselves known, try to show everyone how strong they are, a pain in the arse really. Add to that the Irish who got in troubles for losing Devil, they were going to sell her

Diana noticed my struggle and frowned as she examined the knights. “They have carvings of glyphs on their swords. They’re imbued with magic! If you keep this up, your shield will break, and they’ll get to us. We need to attack!” Her words were all I needed to hear. I summoned all my energy and blasted every one of the knights with a massive wave of magic. The force of the blast sent them flying against the wall, effectively neutralizing them.

It was a living, pulsing thing — black and silver light swirling like a storm caught mid-scream. We rode toward it after breakfast, fully armored now. The sun was hidden behind thick clouds, casting everything in a muted gray glow. There was no singing from the birds, no breeze through the valley grass — just the faint hum of magic in the air. Magic so thick I could taste it on my tongue like metal. Our convoy moved in organized silence. Knights on horseback flanking the carriages, Alaric on his midnight-black stallion beside me. I sat steady on my own mount, wrapped in my storm-blue cloak, gripping the reins like I was holding lightning itself.

Fox winks taking Colts hands and bringing them up to shoulder level before they close their eyes. I watch in awe as the twins radiate a white light that pushes out to the water, and the sludge of blackness turns into a sparkling blue. The animals that had been bobbing on the water were burned to ash where they sat. I wonder if Chloe's magic is similar to her brothers? I've never seen her use it before. But I can't wait to see it. Right now I can feel it coursing through my veins and it's a heady feeling. I love our magic mingling together.

And today, they came to witness the family responsible. Delegations arrived at the gates of Whitecliff one after another—sleek cars from the High Northern Clans, armored SUVs from the Border Packs, quiet but deadly witch-companions from the allied covens. The ceremonial courtyard became a tapestry of banners: silver for Crescentfall, blood-red for Redmoon, glacial white for Iceveil, obsidian for Bloodstone. Some came to celebrate. Some came to flatter. Some came to observe. And some came to measure their future enemies.

"This morning. It was under my door." "And no one saw who delivered it?" "I don't think so. It could have been left any time during the night." Ryder crumples the note in his fist. "Blackclaw Pack. Of course." "You know them?" "Everyone knows them. They're a rival pack. Been at odds with several Academy-aligned packs for decades. They specialize in dark magic and corruption." He looks at me seriously. "Luna, if they're targeting you, this is worse than the rogue attacks. Much worse."

“There is… one way. But you won’t like it.” I tensed. “Say it.” She folded her arms inside her cloak. “The twins. Their magic—it's not only powerful, it’s bonded. Intertwined. Their auras are synchronized in a way I’ve never seen before. That’s why they’re so easy to find. So easy to feel. Together, they shine too brightly on the magical plane. The Thirteenth Claw can sense that light.” I stared at her. “What are you saying?” “To shield them… you must separate them. Take one away. Hide them in different regions. The bond will weaken just enough to scatter their powers, just a bit. Together, they’re a beacon. Apart… they will be harder to track.”

"I have to own what I didn’t do. But I’m here now. Let me fix it." I lifted both hands. Her chains trembled, then burst into shimmering dust, scattering like tiny stars in the dim light. The triplets stirred, blinking up at me in quiet awe. And then the air shifted. Shadows curled like smoke—dark, menacing. And from them, he emerged. The Shadow Knight. "You will not leave this place," he growled, his black fire blade pulsing with hatred. I stood slowly, letting the magic rise from my skin like heat. My eyes met his. "Oh, sweetheart... wrong day, wrong queen."