Black Clover Spade Kingdom Novels & Stories

“Your Majesty, I have news from the Erena kingdom, sir.” Senya looks at us both then at the young squire, short dark brown hair around 5’3 with a face of a young child. “Be out with it Chandler, obviously it’s important if you are this frantic.” Senya replies. “Right, ahem.” He cleared his throat before opening the scroll preparing to read it. “To the king of the Alastia kingdom, I am declaring war upon your country and will continue to take your people and do as I please with them, without further-adieu, sleep with one eye open, we are always watching.” Chandler slowly brought the scroll away from his face as he made eye contact with me blubbering who it’s from. “Declaration by King M-Mave

I get it he wants me to work out the rogue king problems with Cato but how is that possible when he ignores everything I suggest? Ugh, why does everything have to be so difficult? Why can’t for once in my life something be easy? A sharp tightening pain in my chest hits so sudden it brings me to my knees. ….. Two weeks that’s all it took for Cato to cause massive trouble between his kingdom and the rogue king and since our kingdoms are soon to be connected which puts us right in the middle. “What do you plan on doing? Amir won’t listen…” Uncle Bane tells my dad. He sighs and shakes his head.

Dizziness and teary eyes overwhelmed her, and she was a complete wreck. The crowd gradually dispersed upon their King's dismissal, leaving him behind for a moment longer. His troubled gaze remained fixed on her, on her imploring eyes seeking mercy—an elusive mercy he could not grant. With a final glance, he rose, following his son Ubbe, who wore a similar troubled expression. In the face of King Ragnar's unwavering decision, Sophie turned to Aslaug, finding sorrow mirrored in her eyes. As Aslaug walked away, so did her friends Helen and Yelda, leaving Sophie utterly alone.

Just like that, fabric unfurled like waves, lifting coffins out of the ground as if like a magic trick. One by one, infant spirits broke free from their wooden prisons. I pointed at them, then back at Jim. "See them? Some never got to talk, some never even saw the world. They're just like you, trapped between life and death. In seven days, this place will be as spooky as it gets. Are you in? Will you fight with me, even if it's to the death?"

There was no point in denying the fact that everyone here knew where I would be staying tonight. Popping the seal on the missive, I pulled out the thick, yellowed parchment inside and quickly glanced through it before reading it aloud for them. "For your graded mission this semester, you will be flying out of the academy and meeting the second prince of the Celestial Kingdom, Prince Daydree. After meeting with the prince, your four man team is tasked with escorting him to the Hidden Grove camp on the border of Fairy and back. The length of this mission is solely determined by the prince himself as to how long he would like to stay at the camp. While your team is in camp, your duties will be

She granted the Kingdom of Autumn to Folium, a very serious and determined man, who believed his kingdom was the mightiest, making him bitter and jealous, taking whatever he wanted, because no one could stop him on his path to ultimate power. She granted the Kingdom of Spring to Spirit, a happy and joyful man, created in the Mother’s image, with a desire to nurture, grow, and be one with nature. He was a gentle and welcoming man, using his abilities—his green fingers—to improve all five kingdoms. The Mother herself would rule the sixth kingdom, which would shine over all the other kingdoms, giving them light and happiness, granting love and devotion, respect and honor. Therefore, the differe

[LYCAN KINGDOM B - OUTSKIRTS - NIGHT TIME] The vast expanse of the Lycan Kingdom stretched out before Zilver and his army, a seemingly endless forest cloaked in the vibrant hues of autumn. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of fallen leaves and the distant promise of adventure. Zilver, the formidable lycan king of kingdom A with eyes as sharp as his silver armour, rode at the head of his troops, their horses pounding the earth with each thunderous step. The army moved with a synchronised precision that spoke of years of training and discipline.

I could not figure out what kind of person he was, because what I could see in his eyes was blank. "And that's me, King Ace, King of Clovers" he said that surprise me, he is one of the kings who rule here if you look at him as king he is too kind but all I know is that king are antipsychotic and proud but he is a different king,he is kind,friendly and has a pure heart as I see in his eyes.I look at his statue again, holding his arnis in both hands and he’s crown is also taller than the first two, engraved with the sign clover. His smile says that he is kind and has a pure heart. They were all wearing crowns and were just like royal warriors.

Jose deadpanned as he gave me a bewildered look. “so do you, Sherlock” I sassed as I gave him a stink eye, Jose wanted to say something but the sound of the door opening stopped him. Romario casually strolled in as he took a sat next to me, as usual he loves a dramatic entry. “Good morning to all of you” my dad began, we all responded, “I called this meeting because the Shadow clan will be crowning a new mafia king in Columbia. I will need Romario to go there so that you can get alliance with them. While Leonardo, you will be running the operations here till Nathaniel returns”