Gravity Magic Black Clover Novels & Stories

Grandmother Willow gasps, her weathered hand reaching for Clover's arm. "She comes," the old woman whispers, her eyes widening. A collective murmur ripples through the pack as the sacred fire shifts from orange to an unnatural blue-white. The stones of the circle begin to hum with energy, vibrating at a frequency that can be felt rather than heard. Inside Clover, something awakens, not with the gentle stirring she's felt all day, but with a sudden, fierce surge of power that steals her breath. Her wolf, dormant for so long, rises within her like a tidal wave. The force of it drives Clover to her knees, her hands bracing against the earth.

But before the corrupted black energy could fully release and spread into the air, Rose acted. With a sharp, decisive motion, her hand lifted, sending the shimmering ball of raw energy floating just above her palm. Instantly, a blinding, pristine white light erupted from her gleaming sphere. The brilliant torrent of pure magic surged forward, cutting through the shadows and colliding violently with Grace’s dark witchcraft mid-air. The impact sent a shockwave through the clearing, the contrasting forces of light and dark snapping and crackling as they fought for dominance.

His black, soulless eyes stared down into mine, his jaw snapping inches from my face. Trembling, I forced my hand to move, lifting my palm and pressing it directly against his scarred, burning cheek. The microsecond my bare skin met his, the freezing vacuum inside my soul unlocked. My void magic acted like a massive gravitational drain, violently siphoning the overflowing, corrupted dark energy straight out of his system.

She pointed at the lemongrass, “Start with this.” I kneeled next to the small plant, and she continued, “The spell should have a green hue to it, if it looked any different…” Before she could say anymore, I saw the clear telltale of my Black Magic seeping through my fingertips in what looked like black smoke. “I guess it shouldn’t really look like that.” No sooner had the words left my mouth than the whole plan shriveled and died. “At least we have another patch.” She retorted with an uneasy shrug.

We parted when we heard clapping. Then I reached back and touched the arch, sending my magic into the wood and the flowers. The pixilettes fluttered away as teal and bronze flames sprang to life around us. They didn't burn anything, but they sparkled and glittered against the setting sun. The clapping grew louder and everyone got to their feet. My mom lifted Clare so she could see. The little girl reached out a hand and sent her own magic into the arch so it mingled with mine. All seven magics grew, their colors blending and lifting until they nearly touched the sky.

Claire asked, beginning to panic. “I’ll see what skills I have,” Blake said, closing his eyes. He entered the stone area and looked upon the skills, and came to one that was blood tracking. Quickly memorizing the spell, he opened his eyes. He cut his fingers with his teeth and let a single drop come out, but instead of falling onto the floor, it floated with a mysterious hue surrounding it. Blake followed the floating drop of blood, telling Claire to wait for his return. A dark-haired woman in a large princess gown approached Gloria and Blake jr by the restroom with a loving smile.

only to find our faces inches away OMG my heart is raising so bad right now..we were so lust into eachothers eyes and i felt like there is no going back to what is about to happen We were already so connected now..like never before He kept coming closer and gently..as something immediatly surrounded us like the forces in the Blackwhole (this is a dark circle found in space..with a luminous light within and very powerful forces in the middle of it..this forces are the most powerful forces in the universe)

Blake is a rogue who has been trying to persuade me to get involved with him for months now. Blake is more audacious than I thought. His grip tightened, and I felt myself being lifted off the ground. I was trapped, helpless, and in agony. I closed my eyes and waited for the end, hoping it would come quickly. A loud fierce growl echoed all of a sudden seizing Blake’s action. A massive black wolf appeared from the shadows blazing with dominance as he burned his piercing eyes at Blake who had paused. Blake sneered but his confidence didn’t seem to match the wolf who seemed unfazed by Blake’s daggers.

The little girl looked at her mother. “Mommy…” Her voice was weak. “Help me.” Clover pulled against the chains. “I’m coming!” Kael raised his sword. “Together.” He drove the sword into the ground. Golden energy spread across the forest. Clover’s Eclipse Crown appeared. Silver and black energy surrounded her. The chains began breaking. CRACK. The Void stepped backward. “You cannot defeat me.” Clover pulled harder. “Maybe not.” CRACK. “But I can defeat what you made me believe.”

“Why did you care if I'm here or not? Should I have taken permission from you before I come here?” She snorts. “No, you don't have to.” She forces a smile. “I heard you left River again. Tell me, you don't know who to choose between the Grayson brothers, do you?” Her voice drops lower. “Or are you truly using black magic to bind them like Luna Nerrissa says?” I scoff. “Black magic? I thought you should be sensible enough to know that I will no such thing but it seems, you are still as dumb as ever, Chloe”