Klaus Black Clover Novels & Stories

The Silence stretched for a minute between them then Clover added with calculated charm, "I would go for Joshua Hudson. He is not only good-looking, but rich too, way more than you can ever be." "You," Kayden snapped, gritting his teeth. The words spoken by Clover seemed to light his blood. "You haven't seen what the worst looks like, so be wise with your words. You don't want me to come after you." "Well," Clover drew close, keeping her innocent eyes clear, completely in contrast to the previous gaze, "This is not what I want, but watching you coming after me is something I have already seen. Don't worry, you cannot let me off your head from now on." Her smile reached to her eyes this time.

We were surrounded. Alpha Richard looked really smug for a moment, but then his gaze fell on me and he frowned. A gust of wind carried my scent to him and his eyes widened. “Ampel?” He gasped. I took a few steps forward and shifted back to my human form. “How in the hell are you even alive?” He gaped at me. I didn’t reply, instead I took a deep breath. “I, Elijah Black of the Blue Eclipse pack, hereby challenge you, Alpha Richard Harvey of the Midnight pack, for the Alpha title.”

But… He didn't have any friends. Sol was the heir of the Lustburg kingdom. Only another heir of either a church or kingdom could match him. He had never met the current holy daughter of Castitas. Chloe hesitated a little, even though she couldn't read his mind, she could feel the eagerness in his voice, she wasn't the smartest of the bunch, but she also understood a little of what he was feeling. After all, before meeting that redhead–she also felt a little lonely. "My name is Clover. Clover Industria. I am the daughter of Iris Industria as well as a paladin in training and the holy daughter of Industria. Those close to me call me Chloe as it was my original name before being sanctified."

Klaus stuttered. He was new to the Blood Kings, and I thought he could fight. He passed many of my tests within the past month, but tonight, he got his ass kicked. "Liar! You were in the corner crying like a little bitch. I saw him, boss!" shouted Stefan. "Yes! I saw him too. Kill him,” Claudia agreed with a smile on her face. I turned my back and walked to my chair. "Please! Give me another chance. I'll help you get the girl!" Klaus pleaded.

<1:10 PM> Yman asked Sistela about the current time before they going to enter the Underground Channel entrance. He nodded at her after her reply and reminded himself that he only had 2 hours to finish his intention in this place for the day. But Sistela has seemingly noticed something. Suddenly, her complaint was heard by him. At the moment he was wearing a cloak of black color. It covered his body like a robe. His mouth and nose were covered by a mask to get rid of the pungent smell that might invade his throat. The cloak and mask both had poison resistance.

It was like trying to pull a tree out of the mountain core. "My turn," Klaus’s voice finally broke the silence—a low, deep, terrifying rumble that didn't sound human at all. It was the voice of a king who had spent ten years carving an empire out of the dark. Klaus tightened his grip on the axe shaft, his immense strength flexing as he yanked the weapon forward, ripping Alpha Vance off his feet. With his right hand, Klaus swung his massive black-steel broadsword in a brutal, upward arc.

“You? The same Mira who almost cried because Kevin ignored you?” “That was different!” Before she could answer, there was a knock on the door. “Oh, that must be Chloe,” I said, walking to open it. I pulled the door open. And froze. Klaus. Standing there like he stepped out of a magazine. A fitted black leather jacket hugged his shoulders, a tight dark shirt underneath showing the hard lines of his chest. The top buttons were open, just enough to reveal the edge of a dragon tattoo curling over his skin. Black slim jeans. Heavy boots.

"Can you do something right for once, Clover Hon?" While she was scrambling to get the stained coat for a quick escape, her face twitched in pain as she accidentally hit the headliner. Her cuffed hands were hindering her movement. She didn't want to be arrested for breaking into other people's vehicles, nor did she want to be caught by the men in black. She was in a blue funk. The moment she reached out to push open the door, Kyle was already standing outside, waving goodbye to his fans. Clover slid to the other side. The men were still there—where and when did they reappear?

Klaus was furious and shouted, "This is Riverdale, my area! Who do you think you are, Philip Clarke? You wait for me, I’m bringing people to find you now. I want to see if you can actually f*cking kill me!" "Really? Then, let’s wait and see." Philip laughed grimly. Klaus was not stupid either. After so many years, he naturally had the ability to make discerning judgments. Seeing an opponent this tough, he frowned. This young man… How dare he talk to him like this? "Young man, don't you know who I am? I, Klaus Harris, am the third dragon of Riverdale! Even Theo will give me some respect. Are you sure you want to fight me?"

“Sawadee Kha.” Kla was wearing a bright blue shirt with tiny white palm trees embroidered onto it and he had paired it with white dress pants. His sunglasses covered most of his face and the light afternoon wind blew his hair onto his forehead, making him look a lot younger than his age. In fact, Kla was only four years older than Kim and Kaya, making him thirty three years old. “Sawadee Khap, Khun Kanya.” Kla bowed slightly in greeting as Kaya raised her hands in greeting. “Did you come for a swim?”