Black Clover Magic Novels & Stories

Clara kisses his cheek, which perks him up immediately. “Okay, Maddie. We need a color scheme for the night.” I look around them all, and everyone is looking at me. “Pack colors are black and silver because of our name and the shine of the moon.” I nod. I want to incorporate that, but maybe add something else. “Your magic was deep forest green yesterday, baby.” Liam says, again reading my mind. “How about we do deep green and silver?” I ask, and Cianna makes a note on her notepad.

‘Trust me. I can feel his hesitation, his fear for me, but he doesn’t argue. Instead, he steps back, giving me the space I need. I lift my hands, and with a deep breath, I release the magic. It explodes out of me in a blinding wave of light, shooting through the clearing like a bolt of lightning. The shadows scream, their twisted forms disintegrating as the light engulfs them, burning away the dark magic that clings to them. The air crackles, vibrating with power as my magic tears through the darkness, cleansing the area and pushing the evil back.

he added, bowing his head as a conclusion. How come I was the only one able to touch her…and why did that chain break after I touched it?? It is crystal-clear that magic was involved, and by the looks of it…black magic. Searching the floor for any remnants of the necklace, I spotted near the nightstand the small pendant that was hanging around Mrs. Clark’s neck moments ago, only it didn’t hold a dark red color anymore, but obsidian-black. Reaching for it, it flickered in my hand a couple of times from that scarlet tone back to black, as if its magic was shutting down.

“Why did you care if I'm here or not? Should I have taken permission from you before I come here?” She snorts. “No, you don't have to.” She forces a smile. “I heard you left River again. Tell me, you don't know who to choose between the Grayson brothers, do you?” Her voice drops lower. “Or are you truly using black magic to bind them like Luna Nerrissa says?” I scoff. “Black magic? I thought you should be sensible enough to know that I will no such thing but it seems, you are still as dumb as ever, Chloe”

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”

“I would sense the magic if it were so.” I dismounted and unsaddled Coryfe as the mage sat on one of the branches of the fallen tree and drew from a bag he wore under his cloak, a small book, bound in leather, with curls of metal protecting the corners and clasping the covers shut. “We need a fire,” he said to me, his fingers stroking the cover reverently. There was no writing on the cover or binding, but I could see something had been embossed into the leather. Perhaps the embossing was the shadow of writing that had once been picked out with ink, but which time had faded or flaked away.

POV EMMA BELLE The sky over the Black Crag was no longer the deep indigo of a mountain night. It was a bruised, pulsating violet, choked by the necrotic smoke of the Council’s forbidden rituals. Even from miles away, I could feel the mountain screaming. The ancient obsidian stones, which had stood for millennia as a sanctuary for the exiled, were being hollowed out by a dark, parasitic magic. "They're inside," I whispered, the words catching in my throat as Félix carried me through the canopy of the Forbidden Forest.

Elena in the center, flanked by honor guards who had to look down to avoid being pierced by their eyes. The assembly hall of the Black Claw pack was reborn as a garden, or maybe a forest, depending on who you asked. The triplets had insisted on wildflowers and brush as decorations, and the effect was less a curated bouquet than a whole swaying ecosystem: chamomile, foxglove, magenta and bluebells climbing the stakes that circled the altar; strands of briar woven in with bright red sumac. Every table was scattered with rosehips, black berries, poppyseed muffins left in piles as if a wolf had found a baker’s cart and torn it open. The scent was sharp and sweet, underlying the musk of assembled

Quietly, I walked downstairs and stepped outside into the cool night air. Everything was peaceful.The stars shone brightly above.The pack house was silent. And then I noticed something strange. Light….Faint light. Coming from the garden. Frowning, I walked toward it. As I got closer, I realized someone was there. Chloe. She stood beneath one of the large trees, her eyes closed. Strange symbols drawn with silver powder covered the ground around her. Candles burned softly, and a small crystal floated above her hand. I froze. Magic….,She was using magic.

Lex Magic has a pleasant natural smell. It’s a mix of the forest with the woody scent of trees and the sweetness of berries. The smell lingers around the castle and grounds as the High Priestess sets up the wards around the area. I watch as a canopy of light is built in the sky only visible during the night.