Vanessa Black Clover Voice Actor Novels & Stories

“Enjoying your stay all alone in that pretty glass cage Her voice was unmistakable…Vanessa. I gripped the receiver tighter, feeling the heat crawl up my neck. “You little witch,” I hissed. “You’ve really put Elijah under your spell, haven’t you?” She let out a laugh, cruel, musical, and mocking. “Oh Nina, still holding on to your little fairytale? You’ll regret this,” I snapped, “You crazy, lying witch.”

“Really?” He nodded. “Come meet her.” I followed Noah into the living room, where a tall, athletic-looking woman stood, her arms crossed. She had jet-black hair tied in a sleek ponytail, piercing green eyes, and an air of confidence that screamed ‘don’t mess with me.’ “This is Vanessa,” Noah introduced. “She’s ex-military and comes highly recommended.” Vanessa extended her hand. “Nice to meet you, Isabella.” I shook it, feeling the firmness of her grip. “Nice to meet you too.”

Vanessa paid and went back out onto the busy street. She was halfway down the block when a voice called her name. "Vanessa?" She froze in midstep, her heart skipping one beat. The voice sounded familiar; it took a second or two to realize whose voice it was. Slowly she turned around, feet away from her, was a woman, a smile of recognition overfolding her features. "Clara?" Vanessa said in disbelief. "It's you!" Clara exclaimed, bridging the gap between them in an elegant coat and boots, hair styled in soft waves; polished, confident-exactly how Vanessa remembered her.

The sound rang in the silence, sharp and final. Vanessa stood breathing hard, her chest heaving, eyes bright with fury. “No,” she whispered to herself, voice shaking with venom. “He’s mine. Damian Blackwood is mine. And I’ll tear her apart before I let her have his heir.” The city lights blinked cold and distant behind her as she stood in the wreckage of her temper, plotting her next move.

“Hello?” My voice didn’t echo and that was the first thing that felt wrong. Then it became brighter until I could make out a tall still figure ahead wrapped in a dark hooded garment that swallowed the light around this person. I couldn’t see the face, it was hidden, completely obscured, refusing to reveal themselves. A chill slid down my spine, “Who are you?” I asked, my voice croaky and quieter now. The person tilted their head slightly and then giggled, “Elara Everstorm or should I say Elara Blackthorn," they said.

"You've finally decided to show your little bastard face, huh, Alina? Huh?!" "Bastard? What are you- "Say hi to mummy, Alina!” Another voice cut in, cheerful. too cheerful when the situation clearly wasn't. Vanessa. Her phone stood proud in the air. A podstick attached. Taunts on her lips, sneers on her face. “Won’t you say hi to her, Alina?" she called, "She said she’s your mummy.”

Although as vampires we were meant to blend in, Vanessa never got that memo. She stood leaning up against the door frame talking to Mum and Dad. As they moved out of the way, she sauntered in. She was wearing black leather trousers with a matching jacket and a low cut red tee tucked into her waistband. She was already tall for a woman, at least five foot eleven, but her four-inch heels made her tower over even my dad. Her raven black hair came down below her shoulders and hung loosely. By far her best feature was her ocean-blue eyes, framed by naturally long black lashes.

After a short pause, she sighed and answered, pressing the phone to her ear without saying a word. A voice came through the line, smooth but laced with mockery. “Vanessa, I see you didn’t appreciate the little present I sent to you weeks ago.” Vanessa’s brows pulled together in confusion. “What present?” she asked, her tone sharp. “And who is this?” The voice let out a low chuckle, the sound dripping with amusement. “Ah, you don’t recognize me? That’s disappointing.” “Cut the games,” Vanessa snapped. “Who are you?”

“So what’s your plan?” Sebastian’s eyes darkened slightly. “I’ll distract Vanessa.” “And you?” Olivia smiled faintly. “I’ll prepare for war.” Leo raised his hand. “Can I help?” Both adults said at the same time. “No.” Leo rolled his eyes. “You’re no fun.” Meanwhile… Outside the building… Vanessa Blake stepped out of her car slowly. Her high heels clicked against the pavement. She stared up at the tall Aurora Global building. A slow smile appeared on her lips.

Her voice dropped. “…Alexander.” Collins cleared his throat awkwardly. “I should probably.... ” “Stay,” Vanessa said quietly without looking at him. Collins froze. Vanessa kept her eyes on Alexander. “Who is she?” Alexander rubbed his temples slowly. “Her name is Elena Voss.” Vanessa blinked. “Voss?” Collins’ head snapped up. “Wait.” Vanessa’s stomach dropped. “Don’t tell me... ” Alexander finished the sentence. “She’s Adrian Voss’s sister.”