Black Clover Vanica Novels & Stories

* On the highway from Cloude to Aesper. Sitting in a van, Vanya spoke respectfully as she reported to the person on the other end. Ten minutes later, she ended the call. The driver peered at the license plate of the car in front of them and asked, “Hey Van, up ahead. Doesn’t this car belong to the guy who ruined Xavia's plan?" Vanya leaned forward, trying to see inside the car, but Gabriel's tinted windows prevented her from doing so. She scrutinized the license plate a few times and said in a peculiar tone, "You're right. That's Gabriel's car."

I'd stay there forever if I had the chance. "Do you see it?" He whispers near my ear. I wasn't even paying attention to the view before he asked me. But when he did and I looked up I couldn't help but gasp. The whole sky was lit with a pink glow, purple mixed in with it and a little babyblue too. I've never seen it like this before, but it was absolutely beautiful. "Wow... I've never seen it like this before."

Some supports him but some are very unreasonable. Can ‘she’ tolerate his fans, their love and hate? As usual he got carried away by these questions. He sighed heavily and mumbled "Where are you MY VANILLA?" and drifted to sleep. He didn't know why but he calls his future partner as vanilla. For him, vanilla ice cream is pure as white, smells pleasant, tastes divine, and soft as cloud. He always imagines that his would be wife will be like Vanilla. His favourite Vanilla.

Now, she was nothing. A horn blared across the street. Vanessa spun, startled, as a sleek black car rolled to a stop beside her. The tinted window lowered, and a pale hand extended, holding an umbrella. Clarissa Blackwood stepped out, flawless in her tailored brown coat, her lips curved in that cold smile. “My, my,” Clarissa said smoothly. “How the mighty have fallen.” Vanessa froze, shivering in the rain. “What do you want?” “I want to help you,” Clarissa purred, moving closer, shielding her with the umbrella. “You don’t belong here, dripping wet like a stray dog. You belong with people who understand power. Who can give you back everything you lost.”

“For now, we wait for her to be crowned.” A week later, the day of the eclipse... Jubilant music played as everyone waited for the coronation. The ball room was filled with demons enjoying their blood wine. On the other hand, Veronica Vane was on her chamber waiting for her to be called by Lilith. She was standing in front of a huge mirror wearing a black ball gown, with that perfectly sits on her curves, the gown has thin golden vines around it, glittered that shines whenever any light reflects on it. Her hair tied into a curled plait bun, some strands of her cascading by her rosy cheeks, and her lips colored as red as cherry. A smile curved on her lips as she curls the hair cascading by he

“I can help you select a few clothes. Seeing you walk around in white clothes like a ghost hurts my eyes.” Vanilla was pulled up by Imaya who took her straight to a sleek, black, car. “To the shopping Oasis.” Imaya cheered, holding the black card in her hand with shinny eyes, while Vanilla turned her head to the where she had been sitting before, there, standing and tracing the vines was Darkness, his dark gaze focused on her direction.

Perhaps it wasn't just the silence that swallowed him that left him in such a state—but also the grim expression that stained even her groggy state—that scratched the wrong spot. The Lavender Dress she had worn the day previous sat tossed to the side, near the bag that held various other articles of clothing. It caused Jasper to contemplate the way the colour made her skin look—like a pond almost, reflecting a sunset like the blush that pondered her cheeks. The thought only made the hot water on a burn situation even more prominent, and left him with regret.

She had a lot of bad memories of him but there were a small number of good ones that she cherished. The sound of a vehicle coming pulled Clary from her thoughts and she placed her attention on the black van that approached the bus stop. It looked fairly new in her opinion. The windows were rolled all the way up and were tinted very darkly, it was impossible to see who was driving. The van came to a stop not far from her but the engines still hummed. The door opened and Clary watched as a man dressed in a black suit get down. The man had dark shades on his face and there was something about him that gave Clary goosebumps.

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

Caramel's blush is furious, Chocolate's smirk is infuriating, Cream's gaze is calculating, Strawberry's frown just pisses me off- And Doctor- Her face is just perfect "You are welcome anytime you want Vanilla" Ah, shit. What have I gotten myself into?