Black Clover Novels & Stories

"Now is not the time to blame each other; we need to find a herb called Blood Clover, a species of the clover family that has a bright red color and is extremely rare." Diana doubted; she frowned. “Blood Clover? What is it? Why have I never heard of it?” “Rare than a four-leaf clover?” Evelyn asked. Lagan stroked his face, unable to hide his fatigue, answering the above two questions. "It is a scarce medicinal herb, which many people don't know is also normal; in the world, there are not many plants." The room was so quiet that even a strand of hair could make a sound, and we were all the same, extremely nervous.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

Clara arrives home from school that afternoon with the notebook. Not the school notebook — the other one. The small one she has been carrying since she was eight, in the coat pocket, the one that has been filled and replaced twice and is now in its third version. She puts it on the kitchen table and opens it to a page she has marked with a folded corner and says, "I have a question about this." The marked page has a single sentence in Clara's handwriting: *The conditions are in the rocks. The rocks are not in the conditions.*

The moment their eyes met, he exclaimed in surprise, "Winona?" Winona had not yet recovered from the shock of being called 'Mommy' by a strange child when she heard the little girl's father accurately call out her name. She studied the man's face carefully, searching her memory. Yet, she still came up empty. "I'm sorry, but who are you?" Seeing her bewildered expression, a trace of disappointment flashed through the man's eyes. He said, "I'm Julian Grove. I was two years ahead of you in school. We were in the same club. Do you remember?"

This time Hailey joined her too and they all promised to meet soon. Iris broke the hug even though she was greedy to stay in David's arms. They had to leave for the airport to catch the flight. Already they were late with all such surprises. She hopped inside the car with David and Hailey when they noticed big grey clouds start covering the sky. The piercing silver lightning slashed open the sky like a ruthless beast. The harsh wind started blowing and the clouds started gulping the daylight wrapping the surroundings with a blanket of darkness. "What a sudden change in weather. Damn it." Hailey cursed while instructing David to drive faster before the rain started heavily.

I cock up a brow though I know he can't see me. "You say the weirdest shit, Enzo," Silas dramatically gags on the other line. "I'm calling to see if you still intend to make it tonight." Of course, the Northern Sin. I look down at my watch and see it's already past 7 pm. The Northern Sin is the only club The Black Rose officially owns. It's licensed and shit. Only, behind the scenes, the majority of our business takes place there. Especially the drugs. We have filthy rich regular customers, competitors, and enemies fill the tables and dance floors every night.

The dark forest started to clear as I flew forward on my delicate wings. The first thing to catch my eye in the firelight was Kezia strapped to a pole in the middle of the nexus circle surrounded by what looked to be human bones. The rose bushes that were planted six years ago were the size of people, bushy, and well cared for. Their blooms were just starting to fade as the fall equinox rose. A hundred or so crystals sparkled in the moonlight spread out over the complicated circles drawn in the dirt. Mila stood at the edge of the circle chanting in a language I couldn't make out.

Vivian sat alone in the shadowed corner of the bar, watching strangers drift beneath the amber glow of the lights. She could not believe she had actually fallen for a rumor. “The real reason the Hayes and Carter families postponed the wedding? Sebastian’s ex was kidnapped. He’d rather call off the marriage than leave her to die.” One reckless sentence was all it took for her to book the first flight to Harbor City. Sebastian was the untouchable heir everyone admired—a fixture on the covers of financial magazines and the polished businessman delivering keynote speeches at charity galas. What could a man like him possibly be doing in a place like this? Vivian shook her head, set down her g

Clover stood completely still. Her breathing became shallow. The blackness in her eye spread for a moment before disappearing again. Kael noticed immediately. “Clover?” She didn’t answer. He touched her shoulder. She flinched. “It’s inside me.” Everyone went silent. Nyx stepped forward. “The First Void.” Clover nodded. “I can feel it.” “What does it feel like?” Kael asked. Clover closed her eyes. “Like someone is standing behind me.”

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.