Deltarune Clover Novels & Stories

Clover hates eating late. As six o’clock approaches, there’s another knock. Clover steps in and her top layer of clothing is gone. Shes now sleeveless in a fitted shirt and flowing pants, just clean lines. She looks unreal. My mouth actually waters. “You ready?” she asks. “Yes,” I manage. We head to the garage. I open the door for her. “Oh,” she says, smiling. “I like this car.” “It’s a BMW SUV. I know you like them.”

Julius demanded. He had hoped for a landmark or signpost but got a different clue - Arlen was threading near a field where the Starbloom flower flourished in their numbers. That peculiar flower happened to be a treasure for one town in Cloverdale. 'Rera.' Malachai: 'What are you going to do now?' "Stop making noise; I need to think," Julius muttered. Malachai: 'Tch! What a swine...' "Aren't we all?" Julius smirked.

Her basket clattered to the ground as her gaze actually fixed on Chloe. “It’s actually you,” the woman said and rushed forward to take Chloe’s hand, shaking it firmly. “My name is Riven. I have heard so much about you. It is an honour. I…wow, you’re actually here! Like in front of me!” Chloe smiled, though it was obvious that she was confused. She then glanced at Sandra. “And you are Darius’ mate? Real mate?” Riven nodded, waving her hand in the air like she had not just announced that she would be the future Luna of Moonflame. “Yeah, we met a few weeks ago. He is a jerk.”

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.

It surprised Mirabella to receive such a rare gift, and she complimented Ravina, “Hues of moonlight butterflies are the precious and rarest things in the world. Convey my gratitude to your father and King Caleen Evintyron.” The crowd’s murmuring sound filled the entire throne room about the speciality and ability of the hues of moonlight butterflies. The announcer introduced the fourth bride, “Our glorious kingdom of Ayruzglow is in awe of welcoming our brave and beautiful princess D’Rona Neguvex, the precious possession daughter of the Delta Werewolf clan and the powerful warrior delta, Yanti Neguvex, from the kingdom named Zontasylva. Princess D’Rona Neguvex from Zontasylva pack!”

Those who wanted me dead were acting to protect me. Funny, wasn’t it? I saw a female from those mutts’ end walking toward me. “Hi, I’m Clover Ravenwood, Luna of Starlight Mystic Pack, mated to Riley Ravenwood, the Alpha King.” She said with a warm smile, extending her hand. Though she had a smile on her face, I could let my guard down. I had seen many wolves wearing sheep’s coats. “Gianna Vane, eldest daughter of Vane’s family, your soon-to-be daughter-in-law," I said, grabbing her hand.

She has to be more careful,’ Clover confesses making me whimper and nod when I notice blood coming out of the corners of her eyes as well. “Get her down slowly. Clover says she used too much energy, like she was doing it alone, or didn’t realize how much power she was using. We have to help her,” I nearly cry seeing my sister in this way. ‘We can heal her, it’s going to be ok,’ Clover does her best to reassure me, and I shake my head hating this, Raven always has the best intentions, but also pushes herself too far. “It’s ok Raven, I’ve got you. We did it, everyone who was meant to be changed, has been. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you,” I link Raven when I realize she can’t hear

I ruffle her hair, then stare at the coffee maker, waiting patiently so I can go serve the customers who are waiting. "You're trying to switch the topic, but I'd still let you know that having feelings for a guy like Killian will only make your life complicated. There are good-looking werewolves out there, the ones who aren't smelly though. You can find a nice guy. Or maybe even human. They're not so bad." Clover tells me, her face straightening into seriousness. And I chuckle because her mindset is way too mature for her age. When I set the cups on the tray to fix the coffee, I see Clover sneaking out something from her hoodie pocket, only this time it's not a blood bag, but a bottle that c

A pretty blonde girl with big brown eyes stretched her hand out and helped me up to my feet. She chuckled nervously, " I'm so sorry" I gave her a smile " it's fine but uhh who--"" I'm Doe, Phoenix's cousin, Renee's daughter,the Beta's mate, you're so pretty" she rushed without blinking. Oh wow! " I'm Clover"" nice to meet you Luna Clover" she beamed " no Clover is just fine" I said. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the door opening and another entered panting hard.

As she approached, she discovered a small clearing filled with wildflowers, and in the center, something shiny lay half-buried in the soft earth. Claire knelt down, brushing away the dirt and leaves, her heart racing with anticipation. As she uncovered the object, her breath caught in her throat—it was Dario's ring! The intricate design glimmered in the sunlight, the stones reflecting a spectrum of colors that danced before her eyes. How had it ended up here?