Nacht Black Clover Novels & Stories

10:30 𝚙𝚖. *𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛* As Bridgette sped through the rain-drenched streets, her anger burned hot and fierce. The knowledge of her lover's betrayal of her ultimate rival, Natalie Wayne, fueled her fury, and she gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white.

That Night Copyright © K.I. Lynn This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. This work is copyrighted. All rights are reserved. Apart from any use as permitted under the Copyright Act 1968, no part may be reproduced, copied, scanned, stored in a retrieval system, recorded or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without prior written permission of the author.

Lord Dimitri nodded his head signalling to Alpha Aiden that he will take care of Draven and he should continue his fight with the others. The leader of the Black Fangs Clan, Lord Dimitri and the NightStalkers Clan, Draven NightShade, stood face to face, their eyes locked in a deadly gaze. The Black Fangs leader was a towering figure, his muscles rippling beneath his skin. He held himself with a regal bearing, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intelligence. The NightStalkers leader was shorter, but no less imposing. His eyes were cold and calculating, his movements fluid and deadly.

The dark rose from the grave and in the remote area, outskirts of the Sunfort City, a cult appeared out of nowhere. All of them were wearing long black clocks, covering their heads and faces. As they all stood in the circle, one of them stepped forward and sat in the middle of the circle. The deserted place was abandoned for a long time and no one had ever thought of running through it. That place had become a home to a kind of creature, called The NightCrawlers.

'' He whispered. ''No, don't stop...'' I whispered back drowsy with sleep. I have gotten used to cold and dark that I almost love it now. ''Goodnight Sky'' Shit! What was I doing? This wasn't going to end well at all.

I concentrate on the feeling of my skin on his. Valen has done bad things. But he is a human being. He has a heart. He has his own mind. He has potential. With determined focus, I let myself dive into his mind. Deeper and deeper I burrow. I ignore all the darkness, all the actions of his past. I dive for the center of his mind. And there, in the very middle of who he is, I find it. A pulsing black darkness. It’s real and it’s alive. There’s a screaming storm surrounding it and flashes of red, demonic lightning.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

“In their castle beyond night Gather the Gods in Darkness, With darkness to pattern man’s fate. The colors of darkness are no monotonous hue- For the blackness of Evil knows various shades, Full many as Evil has names.” Karl Edward Wagner

With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement. God damn it Kaydence you are weak. Getting caught because you ran the wrong way. I have been here long enough I should know my way around by now. Damion Night has been my home for four years now and it has been hell since day one. My first night here he lost his temper with me because I wouldn't stop crying.

The night air shimmered with silver moonlight as lanterns lined the courtyard of the Blackthorn Pack. The packhouse stood tall and proud, its banners swaying in the summer breeze. Tonight was meant to be the most important night of Aria Mooncrest’s life—the night she was officially to be crowned Luna, standing at the side of her fated mate, Alpha Rion Blackthorn.