Marx Black Clover Novels & Stories

From the records of the ship's logs: «From a distant, mariners always saw the shrouded in fog Black Cliff, as an ominous place, hovering above the earth in gloomy clouds. The captains kept their ships away from this damned cliff, fearing to run into prickly reefs and die before they wake from the terrifying collision. There were rumours that the Black Cliff has always been the refuge of the sea sorceress, however, no one has seen her for many years, and talks about her still continue to roam the lands of Sorfmarán. Local old-timers still remembered the sorceress's order: "When taking gifts from the sea, express gratitude and do not offend the dark waters with the guts of the dead."

Help me ! With that he let go of her, his face dropped on the ground, now covered with blood, she stood there, speechless, clueless, and scared half to death, this wasn't a prank, nor was he a star in one of her movies, it wasn't a video game, this was real, the blood was real, he was really unconscious, there were only two options left now, she would have to help him, or watch him die . Once again thanks for following, find out what happens next on chapter 5 of MARRED.👍

Since that day, his heart had died, left only the animosity. Present, in a high-class apartment, the melodious classical music resounds. At the end of the most prominent corner is a creepy black rose branch. The strong smell of blood wafted in the air. At the end of the room, there is a body of a man lying under the desk in a very strange position. In his mouth was a black rose branch. The bloodstains were spreading from the wound on his chest to the floor. A deadly atmosphere filled the room with red, white, and black colors mixed with the melody of classical music. All of sudden, a quiet male voice interrupted the music."The cause of death is a wound in the heart. The murderer must hate th

“Yes. And we won’t wait for him. We fight him where he cannot touch anyone else.” My heart pounds in my chest. Fear, adrenaline, and a strange surge of power swirl together. Then… from the shadows at the cavern’s mouth, a figure steps forward. Tall. Clad in black. Masked. A presence that fills the room with death before it even moves. Kaelen growls low in his throat. “Luna… he’s here.” My wolf growls. My silver eyes flare brighter than the cavern itself. And I know… this battle will be nothing like anything I’ve ever faced.