Deltarune Clover Novels & Stories

"So think carefully which way you would like to walk." "So you would rather make me your enemy?" Clover spat, her voice low but burning. "Good! I welcome it. Until now, I was ashamed of what I did, and I was reluctant to even look at you. But now," her palm slammed against the table, her body leaning forward with subtle arch, her eyes locked on his, "But now I feel nothing but relief. So here is my challenge, Mr. Hudson, try to drive me out of this town. And your precious nephew," Clover paused with a tug at the corner of her lips, "I will make sure to lessen The Torture I have planned for him."

Clara pointed. Robin sighed and gently stroked Clara's cheek. "Okay, I admit it, and I'm sorry I forgot to tell you earlier. Susan is Delta Harry's daughter in this pack, which should explain why she knows so much about me. Of course, we're close. Makes sense, right?" continued Alpha Robin.

I nodded at him, but my peripheral vision caught something humanoid hiding behind a charred tree. “The cloak!” I cried, recognizing the garment worn by the witch murderer instantly. Without thought, I guided my horse to that direction, galloping past a confused Alpha Aaron. “Queen Serena!” he called behind me, but I was already too far ahead to even give him an explanation. By the time I arrived on the spot, the cloaked person was nowhere in sight. What remained was the charred tree and a small stone next to the roots enveloped in a blue fire. “A rune,” Alpha Aaron said behind me. He was definitely quick with catching up with me.

Clover whimpered talking out a miniature bag of marbles. “And the kindness you have brought." Olive continued, took the other side as they both opened it together. "You were the one creature that actually believed in us for the carnival." Clover admitted, placing a red love heart card where all the flowers were. "We love you." Olive and Clover grieved, holding back all their tears to look strong, walking away to Snow. Astro walked up and placed a rose and a small bowl right next to her. "I know how much you love the stars." Astro sighed,for once he wasn't using in brainiac brain and arguing if it was stars or constellation, walking off to Venus holding his arms out for a side hug as she crie

he shouted, and that angered Alder, but I stopped him. "Listen to me very well; I can look in your eyes and tell you I am a fu****g virgin! And I am thankful that I didn't give myself to you when you wanted it. I guess I was still smart enough to know that you were only playing on me! So listen to me, I, Clover Ellington, challenge you, Alpha Vlad Obray of the Raven Claw Pack, for the title of Alpha." "Clover!" Alder exclaimed, but I just ignored him.

Her eyes shone with tears of joy, mirroring the intense, triumphant emotion radiating from him. Next, Queen Luna Adelaide Wolfe stepped forward. “This day, the strength of the Alpha King is doubled by the love of his Luna, and the realm is made whole. By the power invested in me, I crown you, Claire Clover, Luna Queen of Wolves. May you stand by your King and bring light and love to our people.” As the crown was placed on Claire’s head, the crowd erupted into cheers. Clayton took his Queen's hand, and together, they walked to the balcony overlooking the city.

The beast's body crumpled on the ground and the sand returned to the earth while Drake dropped on his knee, sighing. "Wow," Drake softly said, awe and terror mixed in his voice. "What are you?" He tilted his head and sighed before gazing at his blood-stained dagger. Drake Lornn is not only a guard of Prince Ciaran but also a member of the Five Leaf Clover of Krystalline. The symbol of a clover was etched on his blade. He heard something crumbling and he turned his head only to find himself staring ahead on a house that was nothing but debris.

I notice Clover running closer to the border. The border of where? I can’t tell in the dark. I do know that we shouldn’t be here, however. Sure, Bella can take care of herself and me; she’s a trained warrior. I’m no shrinking violet myself, but that’s not to say Bella and I go looking for trouble. ‘Clover!’ My wolf yells into our mind-link. She stops and turns to my wolf. Clover, a large black and tan wolf, trots over and nudges my snout with her own.

On the day of my appointment as the Luna, beta Jabari would give me his blood in form of a blood oath to protect and serve me till the day he died. “What are you doing here, Clover?” Astrid asked, clinging to the goddess. “I missed you guys so much that I had to visit.” “Oh, please, just say you missed the prince. What use do you have for an old cargo like me?” Astrid laughed, the sound loud and boisterous. “Have you seen the prince?” “I have. It is as if this pack agrees with him.” I still stood to the side but I felt Clover’s eyes pass across me.

It wasn't the rigid formation of last night's reckoning, with torches blazing and chains clanking; this was softer, sun-dappled, the air scented with fresh-baked flatbread from the communal fires and the earthy tang of river mist rolling in from the east. Clara stepped into its center without hesitation, her midnight silk gown replaced now with simpler leathers—practical, unadorned, yet she wore Hang's amulet like a crown, its rune-etched bone glinting in the waning light. The wildflower crown from dawn still clung to her hair, petals wilting but defiant, a symbol of the pack's budding trust.