Black Clover Zenon Novels & Stories

The room fell into an awkward silence. Until Hayden's phone suddenly rang. Hayden picked up the call and calmly said, “Gimme a few minutes.” "Caleb's here,” Hayden coldly pronounced and attempted to stand up. However, Zenos didn't give the boy the chance before he picked him up in a bridal style. Zenos's blue eyes, filled with intense longing and emotions, fixated on the boy's handsome face as if he wanted to carve the boy's face into his memory. His long fingers outlined Hayden's face longingly.

Zevko's eyes remained alert, watching the darkness around them. Suddenly, from the forest ahead, another thick wave of black clouds appeared. The cloud shot forward like an arrow, striking the tornado's center and shattering it into black dust, which was swept away by the wind. Suddenly, everything went silent after a loud crash when the two black clouds collided. The sky became unnaturally clear. Zevko gently patted Clara's cheek. "It's safe now, darling. Open your eyes," he whispered. Clara opened her eyes, breathing hard. She still held the pendant, which felt warm in her hand. She looked at Zevko, confused. "Zev... what just happened? How did this necklace..."

Zenith on the other hand couldn Focus, no matter how hard he tried. “If it isn't Kim Zenith, when did you become a member of the Clover Secret Club?” he paused just as he was about to sneak up again and turned around. “Mr vice president, I had no idea that you were a member of The Clover Secret Club.”

She let out a ragged, defeated breath and nodded weakly. "One minute to drop, Squad Zero," Leo's voice boomed over the room's speakers. "Let's get paid!" Ren let go of Kara's shoulders. "Get in the pod, Jinx." Ren climbed into his own seat, the gel instantly freezing against his spine. He pulled the heavily modified Aegis-Pro helmet down. The seals locked. [INITIATING FULL-DIVE NEURAL SYNC...] [GRAPHICAL FILTERS: LOCKED AT 100%.] [DROPPING INTO SECTOR 9...] The transition was violent.

Her eyelids squeezed tight as a drop of tear rolled down, never letting any of her memories abandon her. Cluster of footsteps thuds incoherently towards the communal room. Zaden is infuriating, ready to kill, to rip apart anyone in front of them. His anger radiated to the whole leader's pack as they anchored themselves for an attack. But, they were disarmed when his own father, Draven Black emerged at the concrete curb. A series of familiar faces followed him. Draven's own leader's pack and his brother, Zeus– the entire special force of the elderly village. Each one glazed with hatred and furrowed frown, baffling Zaden for a second.

Lucifer articulated and beneath her and Rogue, in red was a rune. The clear night sky was assaulted by nimbuses with fulgurations dancing in them. A huge gust of wind rattled all over Hiraizumi, and from within the clouds descended a pillar of blood red light. The pillar hit the lithosphere and the duo, coalescing both of them, an ancient ritual called Zenon Glyph. A ritual that only the true descendents of the underworld were able to perform.

Zenios sat on the couch, fiddling with a lighter with one hand and checking the news on his phone with the other. His eyes suddenly lit up. “Tiffany Miller brutally blacklisted by a mysterious CEO. Her dreams of entering the acting business have been destroyed.” “Let me see!” Charlotte immediately reached out to grab the phone in Zenios’s hand when she heard this. However, she accidentally bumped into the lighter in Zenios’s left hand, causing him to drop it. Boom! The lighter, which was currently lit, fell on Zenios’s lap and immediately burned his pants. A small flame could be seen, swiftly spreading across its surroundings.

In a blind rage, he blamed Max for everything that happened. If he only knew that weren't true. All of this was my fault. Zion slipped his leather glove covevered hand into mine, giving it a light squeeze. I shifted my gaze to him, taking in his appearance which calmed me. He wore full black, just like everyone else around us. The color that depicted how sad we all were. It didn't make sense, they kept going on about her going to a better place and that we should celebrate that then why did it hurt so much and why wear black?

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.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.