R Black Clover Novels & Stories

"THANK YOU, ALPHA Raven," she uttered with a warm smile. "I should be the one thanking you, if it weren't for you and the counselor we wouldn't have found out who the traitor is," Raven uttered with gritted teeth. Clarrise can feel how angry the Alpha is. She's also disappointed by Lord Carnak's betrayal. If her uncle did not accidentally overhear Lord Carnak talking with the rogue they caught, they wouldn't have found out the truth.

Turning at the window, the man murmured venomously, “Ryan- The Ruthless Rockstar!… Soon I will end your fame… your eminence… and then your life…” ***********

I sharply commanded the driver, who also had a black mask on. The car lurched forward roughly as the driver pumped the accelerator lever. I cocked my gun and fired two shots in the air from the window. Then with a satisfied grin, I leaned back into the cushion of the car. The smell of cigarette was thick in the car as everyone was nursing a stick. I glanced at the unconscious girl's face, she was an half caste. I could tell from her skin colour, which was copper colored, and her long curly hair. I positioned her well so that her head was on my laps. It gave me the opportunity to study her facial profile well.

The walls looked like they’d tasted blood. I walked up in all black, hood up, blades hidden, confidence louder than any gun. The guards stepped forward, unsure, hands twitching near triggers. “I’m here for Viktor,” I said coldly. They didn’t answer. I tilted my head. “Tell him The Revenant wants a word.” That got them. One stammered into a radio. The other stared at me like I was a ghost, and maybe I was. A shadow that kills and disappears. A name they whispered but never thought they’d face.

I cock up a brow though I know he can't see me. "You say the weirdest shit, Enzo," Silas dramatically gags on the other line. "I'm calling to see if you still intend to make it tonight." Of course, the Northern Sin. I look down at my watch and see it's already past 7 pm. The Northern Sin is the only club The Black Rose officially owns. It's licensed and shit. Only, behind the scenes, the majority of our business takes place there. Especially the drugs. We have filthy rich regular customers, competitors, and enemies fill the tables and dance floors every night.

"Are you?" "Yes, just a little wolf problem." "How about your friends?" She had been standing close to a little dark skinned girl which was part of the clan of the Nymphets. All of them with double the outstanding beauty of a vampire. "We are all good." "Okay." The adjudicator returned, holding a flooded red clothe in her hands. "You know I don't like the red robe—" She unfolded it by letting it drop whilst holding the top part of it and I saw that it was actually a red and silver embroidered one arm jacket.

Richard said as they were walking to an ATM machine located next to the shopping mall. “Thank you,” Rebecca smiled. “Did mum buy it for you?” Richard asked. “Not really, I bought it last Christmas,” Rebecca replied. “Is red your favourite colour?” Richard asked. “Why do ask?” Rebecca responded. “I’m just asking,” Richard replied. “Pink is my favourite colour, what about you?” she asked. “I love black,” Richard replied. “That’s cool,” Rebecca commented. “I would love to see you wearing pink,” Richard said. “Really? Can I ask you why?” Rebecca said.

"Any kind that speaks to me" He had a confused look on his face as he turned to me again "What does that even mean?" "I listen to everything; Rnb, pop, afrobeat, classical, and what have you" I listed but he was far from satisfied with my answer. "You do have a preference, I presume?" "None," I said "I listen to all, depending on my mood" "Oh, I get it now!" He exclaimed "you must be one of those that listen to blues at night while fantasizing of their crushes" he let out a small laughter.

Joanna was worried about losing her wealthy boyfriend, so every day she changed her tricks. One day, Jeffrey had a hangover and had just returned home when he received a call from Joanna. The woman on the other end of the phone had a gentle voice, just as he liked it in the past. "Jeffrey, something happened in the rose garden." Jeffrey became sober at once. "What happened?" Joanna paused for a moment, trying to be mysterious. "I saw the roses growing green leaves, are they going to bloom?" Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there.

Everly sighed and was about to click out of it when something about the profile picture caught her attention. The troll’s picture was a man’s chest with a white t-shirt and on it, she could read a phrase that was absolutely gross and obnoxious: ‘Lyv’s look makes me hard as a Rock…’ Her last name was Rock, so the play on words wasn’t subtle. Those words written in the same shade of red as the one used for the cover of her new book, ‘Crimson Love’, absolutely sickened her.