Black Clover Zenon Novels & Stories

In the middle, there’s a platform and two figures were fighting fiercely. When we looked closely, my eyes widened when I saw one participant. "Zenon?" Leena and I both uttered, and we looked at each other at the same time. Zenon’s opponent is a powerful weapon summoner. It summons different weapons, but it only summons basic weapons. However, Zenon will most likely win the duel because his opponent was already bruised badly. Well, the fight lasted a few more minutes and of course, Zenon won. Zenon is one of the strongest in this world and his powers are not to be trifled with.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Azraiel’s Gamma, Theo was on his knees bowing in front of his mate, the Luna of the Blue Orchid Pack. Theo lifts his head a little, his eyes shine with unshed tears. He looks straight into the black wolf’s eyes and says, “Alpha!”

Zen asked, his eyes searching hers, yet he didn’t release her hand. “This,” Aleah snapped, her frustration spilling over. “You’re kind to me, and then suddenly… you pull away. I don’t understand you, Zen.” Her voice softened, carrying a vulnerability that felt too raw to hide. “And my heart… it can’t take any more of this.” Zen’s expression shifted, his gaze unreadable yet intense. “Are you upset by it? Do you not like it?” he asked quietly, his voice tinged with something between curiosity and regret.

The Black Cliff. Sixteen years earlier. That spring day Johannes was lying on a hill catching few rays that were shining through gloomy clouds. He was nibbling on a grass blade, lazily looking at a flock of sheep: yellowish and light gray wool balls were plucking juicy clover that covered the whole hill. From time to time the animals bleated at each other as if exchanging words, and tried to push their fellows away from the most delicious areas of grass.

“Please, Zeno. Though the assassin was taken from the dark web… knowing how crazy Mr. Black is, he might get to me soon. And I don't want that… all I need is a few of your men to protect me.” Zeno let out a soft laugh. “Look at the way you're shivering, Moore,” he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his gaze turning cold. “You ruined my plan. I was supposed to act swift, light, and unpredictable. But now you've let Mr. Black know something is coming. Just last night, he sent a finger of a bitch… which means he knows I'm here for him.” “Zeno—” “Quiet,” Zeno snapped, his lips parting as if to yell or scold, but no words came out. So he simply stood. “I shall take my leave, Moore.”

I try to calm him, I give Derik a look “You could’ve at least given a warning.” “And warn that devil spawn?” He growls, his eyes narrowed above I follow his gaze to find the source. Zen’s hanging from one of the lower branches by a single hand. He’s dressed in all black. A dark, close fitting shirt, riding pants and calf length leather boots. He must be wearing a cloak similar to Lukas, since the hood is pulled over his head. He looks like a part of darkness itself, if not for the piercing silver eyes that look back down coolly.

"Yeah, I've pretty much done that. This one means a lot to me, so I really hope everyone likes it." "Oh come on, when did people not like your music? When is this going to be released?" "It'll be out on Wednesday, September 14th. We hope you'll like our new album!" "That's it for now! Again, this is Zenith, who have come back from a hiatus! I'm assuming majority of our listeners for today are Zenettes, no? Why don't we play one track from the album, huh? That sounds wonderful, doesn't it? Here is... 'Black Stain'!"