Black Clover Zenon Novels & Stories

the clerk whispered, her hands shaking. In our world, that card wasn't just plastic; it was a mark of the Ryder Global inner circle. Even if they didn't recognize Noah, they knew that card belonged to someone who could buy and sell the entire block before sundown. As the transaction hummed, Noah gave a curt, professional nod to Jane Yoris. He looked right through Talia Brooks as if she were made of thin air. Talia, unable to handle being ignored by an "assistant," lunged forward.

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.”

Yours in plotting, Zera

Others stared with a look that made my stomach churn, like they were starving wolves and she was the only thing left to devour. It was unsettling. And yet… she smiled through it all, like she didn’t even notice. “I want my ribs rare!” That loud and demanding voice and all too familiar, cut through the noise of the hall and pulled my attention. I glanced over and couldn’t help but chuckle when I spotted Zenor, standing from his seat like a child who just couldn’t wait for his turn. “Relax, big boy… you’re next,” Flora cooed. And Zenor practically melted. The man was grinning from ear to ear. I swear, if he blushed any harder, steam would’ve come out of his ears.

"DEPLOYING IN 3... 2... 1..." THE MISSION The simulation loaded with breathtaking fidelity. They were standing in the alleyway behind The Neon Lotus. The bass from the club vibrated through the wet pavement, shaking Ren’s boots. Rain slicked the neon signs above, turning the alley into a kaleidoscope of reflected pink and blue. "Comms check," Ren whispered. "Green," Tank grumbled, merging into the heavy shadows of the loading dock, his grey armor blending with the concrete. "Ghosting," Jinx said. She tapped a button on her wrist. Her suit rippled, shimmering like a heat haze, and she vanished into active camouflage.

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.

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.

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.

"I need your energy, Zen. Come closer." Zeno lowered his face, he thought he got closer like what Cia wanted. Instead, the woman pressed their lips together in a soft kiss. Zeno replied with affection and a heart that hurt. Then, Cia combined her energy with Zeno's energy. A rose gold-colored light enveloped the two of them, followed by flashes of light that intersected with the sound of thunder. Everyone was shocked and almost covered their ears as a most incredible thunder and lightning scorched General Hino's army with a single strike.