Black Clover Squad Novels & Stories

Finally, everyone gets their diplomas and sits and now, it’s the moment we’ve all waited for. “For those of you who don’t know,” Alpha Michael begins, gesturing on either side of the stage, “these are the current members of the our elite squads, Alpha Squad,” he says and Raptor and his team step forward, nod and step back. “Beta Squad,” he says and Javelin and her team step forward and nod, before stepping back. “And finally, our Gamma Squad or what we affectionately call our C-Squad.” Saber and her team step forward, nod, and return to their positions. “This year, one of our cadets who was in the running for one of the few open positions on our elite squads found her mate and became a Luna

She didn’t waste time, she ran. She heard loud noises coming in her way. She knew that a new Bulwarkian group coming. She can use her flair but only the basics. Cammi’s eyes widened when she saw a familiar uniform, it was the ClandesTeam. She memorized every detail about elite groups from different places, ClandesTeam was one of them. ClandesTeam’s uniform is similar to Varagons uniform. The color and logos were the differences. Paragons uniform was brown while the ClandesTeam was blue. The logo of the ClandesTeam is a shield wrapped by Peonies and it has two swords. The swords were on T-formed.

The crowd thinned little by little. Enough for breathing. Enough for hope. This time we pushed through successfully, ending up directly in front of the board. Several coloured team lists had been pinned neatly in rows. Each team had a name, a color and a long list of assigned students beneath it. I scanned quickly. Crimson Eclipse—Red. Silver Phantom—Blue. Obsidian Howl—Purple. Hollow circle—Green. And then, I saw out names under— HOLLOW CIRCLE—GREEN I stared at it more to be sure I knew our names correctly and if I was not making any mistake.

BY ORDER OF THE COMBINED COUNCIL OF LUNAR VEIL DOMINION, YOUR FORMER WAR-SQUAD HAS BEEN DISSOLVED, YOUR PRIVATE SANCTUARY AT FROSTCLAW HOLLOW IS DECLARED REBEL TERRITORY, AND A SOVEREIGN BOUNTY OF TEN THOUSAND SILVER CREDITS HAS BEEN PLACED ON YOUR HEAD. IF YOU DO NOT SURRENDER YOUR BATTLE-ASSETS AND REPORT TO WHITMORE MOONKEEP TO ACCEPT BINDING SUBMISSION BY THE NEXT FULL MOON, THE DOMINION WILL DEPLOY THE ENTIRE BLACK-GUARD TO ERASE YOUR BLOODLINE FROM THE CONTINENT. I stare at the scroll, my eyes blazing with bright, dangerous golden light as my claws slash through the heavy vellum, shredding the Whitmore seal into dust. "They want a war," I whisper, my voice echoing through the dark ston

All thick as thieves. The security squad was what brought us all closer together. Gray started it up when his pack moved to the territory- he had this big idea of creating a trained faction of fighters responsible for the security and protection of the entire six-pack territory. He asked Reid, Brock, Theo, and I to come help him start up and run the security squad, and in doing so, we all became fast friends. That was years ago- now we’re more like brothers. The only outlier is the Norbury pack’s future leader, Alpha Vaughn’s son Chase. The kid’s only seventeen, but hopefully he’ll come join us at the squad complex next year so we can get to know him and bring him into the fold.

Sinking to the floor, she closed her eyes. The Black Cliff was plunged into the darkness of the night, illuminated by blinding flashes of lightning. The sea and the sky staged an unspoken battle: the opened whirlpool twisted a lone ship in its grip, high waves rolled noisily onto the shore, hit rocks and protruding reefs. The terrified sailors held on to the masts, but the raging elements flooded the deck, flowed down the cut-water onto a mermaid-amulet carved from wood. From the bright flashes, the face of the sea maiden turned into a grinning mask, and the tail was hidden by another wave, wanting to separate the "wooden mermaid" from the hull and pull it into its arms. Black, impenetrable

I don’t wait for a reply, I turn and walk towards the exit, Carlos following behind, a big grin visible on his face. As we leave the church, the rest of my squad, including my maid of honor, follows behind us. We reach the limo, and we all get in. My Reaper squad are made up of the best trained within the Hernandez clan, there are 3 females and 2 males that make up the unit and besides Carlos they the only other people I trust with my life.

Following a hundred meters behind squadron Nightraven was squadron Thunderbird. They were a bit of a rarity, as they were split into four wings. Two of the wings were trained for mechanized infantry, and were equipped only with rifles. They were led by squad leaders Mantis and Clover. The third was the Repair/Resupply wing, and it was led by squad leader Copernicus. They were equipped with only their repair guns. They were reinforced beyond a full complement, thanks to the other squadrons loaning them their r/r cadets. The final wing was Djinn's, and they had no weapons at all. Instead, they were loaded with explosives. They really were nuts for them. They too were reinforced beyond full by

If those two are mates, and Sadique confirmed that they are, I have no idea how Vivienne is able to resist the bond. Once again, I’m in the van with Jude and Beta Squad. This time we also have Delta Squad, including Lace, Hellfire, and Steel. It’s a bit crowded, but I feel safer going back into the dead zone, knowing we’ve brought every elite fighter we can with us. While Jude and Hijack hook the teams up with body cams, I make sure we have eyes and ears on all of them. Then I connect the two teams so everyone can hear everything. “Nice job, Sphinx,” Hijack says when he gets back to his console.

“The squad?” “The security squad,” Quinn interrupts, shooting Fallon a look before returning her gaze to me, softening her expression. “It’s our security team for the whole six-pack territory, both fighters and IT. Me and Brooke do IT, these two fight.” She gestures to Fallon and Astrid. “Well, I do both, technically. Our mates all run the squad, so if you’re into it, I’m sure there’d be a place for you.” “Oh, yeah,” I breathe. “I’ve had warrior training. My whole pack did, actually.”