Spatial Magic Black Clover Novels & Stories

It was hand written. She went on, flipping the book and stopping to read through some parts of it. It was a book about spells and she found herself laughing at the silliness of the thought that magic was still in existence. Some of the spells in the book made Matilda to shake her head and conclude that the book had been written during the time that witches existed. Some of the recipes in the book had ingredients like a two day old crow's blood, the crushed bark of a cider tree, four leaved clovers, mint leaves that had bloomed in the summer and many other bizarre ingredients.

While the hope was still there, Ru realized she may have deflated her mother’s spirits just a little bit. “Do you think you’ll need a cloak as well?” “Yes,” Maggie admitted, “but not from the Keepers. There is a white magic cloaking spell as well that will hide us from the Reapers, demons, and other evil entities, but not the Keepers or angels.” “Can you send me that, too?” The thought of someone harming her father because he no longer wanted to be a Reaper was unsettling at best. “I will.” Her mother let out a deep sigh. “Ru, thank you.”

Far down the pass, an explosion ripped through the snow, and the air filled with the scent of scorched flesh. From the smoke, more figures emerged — but these weren’t Bloodforged. They were guild fighters. Harlow was at the front, sabers gleaming. “Step away from him!” Varrow’s smirk didn’t falter. “Ah. The cavalry.” In the chaos that followed, Killian caught a flash of Daryl’s hand — slipping something small and dark into Varrow’s pocket before stepping back. A seed of magic. Timed magic. Killian realised it just as Varrow’s cloak flared, blocking his sight — and when it dropped again, both Varrow and Daryl were gone.

Sweat beaded on Meredith’s temples as she watched. I lifted my head, feeling the slow slide of his hold slipping away. “I’m not fighting you,” I said quietly. Light erupted from my chest—not fire, not lightning, but a silver burst. It flowed outward through the black veins, washing away the darkness. Hybrids gasped as if surfacing from underwater. Black drained from their eyes. Chains of blood magic shattered like glass. Meredith flinched as the spell collapsed.

Lex Magic has a pleasant natural smell. It’s a mix of the forest with the woody scent of trees and the sweetness of berries. The smell lingers around the castle and grounds as the High Priestess sets up the wards around the area. I watch as a canopy of light is built in the sky only visible during the night.

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.”

announces a feminine voice, pulling me from my reverie. I whip around and find a 5’1” figure standing in front of me, concealed by a black, hooded cloak. I stare at the figure in stunned confusion. How were they able to approach without me hearing them? I take a breath through my nose, only to find no scent lingering in the air. I feel the flame of my magic burning inside me and quickly draw on it, my body releasing a purple glow as I throw my hand out, releasing my magic in an attempt to capture the foreign invader.

"As of this moment, all boons are forfeit." The parchment burst into flames, turning to ash. At that exact moment, far away in Silver Moon territory, the wards began to crumble. Every single one tied to my blood. I turned and walked toward a teleportation circle deep in the forest. My destination: Evernight City. The largest neutral magic city in the north. A crossroads for humans and supernaturals alike. I owned an apartment here, bought a decade ago under a false identity. The moment I arrived, my comm crystal started flashing frantically.

The instant Belinda arrived at the Chicago Pack estate, she jumped out of the vehicle and raced to the gate. Something was off. It wasn't just that the gates were open, or that the night was eerily quiet for a location that was under attack. It was the strange black veil that was blocking her view of what was happening on the other side. Drawing closer, Belinda inspected it, but she didn't understand anything more than the fact it was definitely made with magic. It was the work of the Sorcerer Clan then.

Fox winks taking Colts hands and bringing them up to shoulder level before they close their eyes. I watch in awe as the twins radiate a white light that pushes out to the water, and the sludge of blackness turns into a sparkling blue. The animals that had been bobbing on the water were burned to ash where they sat. I wonder if Chloe's magic is similar to her brothers? I've never seen her use it before. But I can't wait to see it. Right now I can feel it coursing through my veins and it's a heady feeling. I love our magic mingling together.