Black Clover Vermillion Novels & Stories

She immediately turns to her right and starts vomiting. ******* Mark is lying on the floor in a dark room. The walls in that room are all black in color and so is the floor. The ceiling of the room has stars, twinkling above. He watches as they twinkle and the sky color changes, from blake to royal blue. The colors kept changing and everything was very soothing and peaceful.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

I felt a soft hand on my back some pretty - expensive perfume teased my nostrils as a very feminine voice whispered in my ear, tickling me with her hot breath. "Looking for me?" I smiled. The night just got more interesting. "It depends." "On what baby?" "Why don't you step out of my back, let me see what you look like." She did, and I gave a low whistle, she was a real pretty one she'd died her hair pink, and it seemed to match with her lips which surprisingly seemed free of lipstick or gloss -- probably did not want to hide the natural pink color of her lips. My mind flashed to another girl with beautiful lip color, a half Vampire, then, I intentionally took my mind of Amelia.

While Chloe went to get dressed too, ivory admired herself in the mirror. She was clad in a sky blue gown which had slits at both sides of the hips that stopped at the waists and blue pants which is visible. Her eye was now blue, ivory noticed her skin was a little bit paler and her ash hair was now silver. Chloe interrupted her internal debate about her body, Chloe too was going ‘cause she was her personal maid. They both exited her room and went to the dining area. Ivory greeted her dad then sat beside Ivan; they prayed then started to eat. Ivory noticed a lady sitting opposite her, she didn’t really ponder on it until duke hemming introduced her.

My mind roves back in time to being in that terrible fortress with all of those ghostly, unmoving people in their gray cloaks. “Not gray.” I shift from foot to foot. “I apologize.” “The official colors of Meridem are yellow and crimson,” she offers. I suck my teeth and sigh. “Butter yellow, and a softer red is fine.” She nods and begins to turn out of the room, but stops, her hand resting on the gilded doorknob. “Ma’am?” “Yes?” “If you’d like… if it’s appropriate…” “Yes?” I press. Little lines of unease crease between her brows.

"They're inside now?" "Yesh—" Clover gasped, her big round eyes suddenly opened wide as though she had done something wrong. "What's the matter?" "Daddy told me not to tell you about this," she said, hopping to the ground and placing her finger on her pinkish lips. "Mommy, don't let Daddy know that I told you, okay?" A moment of quiet settled between them. Clover looked into Veronica's eyes and blinked, wondering why her mom wasn't saying anything. Without her realizing it, tears gradually misted over her eyes.

"Are you?" "Yes, just a little wolf problem." "How about your friends?" She had been standing close to a little dark skinned girl which was part of the clan of the Nymphets. All of them with double the outstanding beauty of a vampire. "We are all good." "Okay." The adjudicator returned, holding a flooded red clothe in her hands. "You know I don't like the red robe—" She unfolded it by letting it drop whilst holding the top part of it and I saw that it was actually a red and silver embroidered one arm jacket.

He immediately shouted out: "Has the forensics team arrived yet?" "Sir, they're on their way." The man who answered him is a young police. The man looks around the area, involuntarily frowns, “Turn off this damn sound." As he spoke, he pointed at the playing vintage cassette player. After a while, he noticed a handsome young man who was touching and measuring something next to the victim's body, especially the mysterious black rose. The young man mutters: "Black rose- revenge, punishment and death, hmmm, how interesting”.

His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately. Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.

The argument was legally correct. Velvera knew enough pack law to understand my limits. “I am not searching,” I said. “I am asking you not to move one item.” “And if I refuse?” My Alpha dominance filled the room before I intended it. Velvera’s wolf reacted, forcing her gaze down. “You will not move it.” Her hands curled at her sides. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then I stepped closer to examine the cloak without touching it. The embroidery along the lower edge was unusual. Dark red thread formed small pointed flowers beneath curling black vines. The stitching looked handmade, not produced by one of Ironclaw’s common tailors.