Witches Black Clover Novels & Stories

Ava's POV: My grandmother brought the potion that she made for me to my sanctuary a few days ago. It will be used shortly, I just have to get to the targeted area first. It's taken a long time to prepare for what's to come. After the disastrous end to so many of my men from the mate's ball months ago, I've had to tracked down more long lost warlocks. Centuries ago, when warlocks and witches were able to thrive and live among the many, fearlessly, we were turned on by everyone. It was all due to Moon Goddess's Chosens, specifically, her first daughter, Celene. My great ancestor, Avadale, was wronged. Her mate was taken away by another, and when she went to get back what was hers, Celene, the

Beth thrashed, clawing at the iron grip around her scalp, but it was useless. My stomach lurched as the witch’s jaw unhinged unnaturally wide, her rotten teeth bared, aiming for Beth’s neck. "Wait, wait! Please wait!" I cried, desperation clawing at my throat. "Don’t do this—take me instead! Please, take me!" Tears blurred my vision as I stared into the witch’s dead, soulless eyes. My hands trembled at my sides. I would do anything, anything, to keep Beth alive. The witch tilted her head, watching me like a cat toying with its prey. A slow, sinister smile curled across her lips. She swayed slightly, back and forth, as if savoring the moment. A sick game.

" Leo said. I nodded my head at him. To Brody, I said. "If you find anymore woman bring them here. I know that's what Hope would want me to do. Archie has the map and the info on the other Hard Dick's locations they need to be searched as well." "Black Witch Mountain is about a days travel from here." Leith said. "We will need to go in our wolf forms, and we should leave at first light. The coven is protected by good magic. I need to contact Lidia and Hannah and let them know we are coming."

I stopped just before him. He gave my face a searching look but said nothing more to acknowledge me. Looking over my head he ordered. “Timothy, tell me what has happened.” “These witches.” He pointed to me. “Were out here bathing in the dark. Frolicking with demons while they engaged in filthy acts of intercourse.”

“Come this way. It’s not far now.” I nod, but my lungs are quivering. Cathy takes my hand like she needs something to steady her, and I clutch her fingers, needing it as well. We lead the group into the forest, but it’s quickly clear that my job is done, at least for a little while. Witches guide us through the forest–dozens of them, all wearing their black cloaks, all holding lanterns to light our way. There is no trail here. The forest floor is wet and slippery, even with a thick canopy of trees keeping us shielded from most of the heavy rain, but it’s dark. It could be night, and I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.

To our despondency, only our mate kneeled down on the grass ground below the boulder, another piece of paper in her hand. This one was just like the first two, no scent whatsoever. I'm watching you The words were boldly written, mocking my Alpha abilities plainly. How could this happen under my watch? 'I narrowly missed him. ' My little witch spoke, still clutching the tiny thing in her hand. 'Him? ' My wolf invaded her thoughts, wanting to stay in the animal form, just in case the 'predator' came back. 'He's a man, disguised in a black overall with a matching mask, barefooted to be precise. ' She paused, her silence stretching for what felt like ages.

Children screaming and the gnashing of jaws was coating the once almost deadly quiet air. In the distance I could see the two large grey wolves of Dietrich and Vance fighting off hoards of royal blue cloaked vampires. Simon's slim black wolf was barreling through the crowds as a sea of black cloaked vampires began to fight along with him. It felt surreal as utter chaos broke out and the fighting only grew worse. Bodies had already started to fall and I felt Cinnabar begin to run through the crowd towards the pack house.

Stone, her mate, stood steadfastly by her side, his posture rigid and ever-vigilant, acting as an impenetrable shield for his new family. Ms. Polly stepped forward from the front of the crowd, her presence commanding an immediate, absolute silence. The elder witch wore a flowing gown of deep violet, her silver hair woven with tiny, glowing crystals that pulsed with an ethereal, ancient light. In her hands, she carried the sacred pack basin, filled with shimmering, silver-infused water that reflected the light of the April moon shining through the high glass ceiling.

His whole life of a hundred and fifty years have being washed down the drain by mere witches. He couldn't help but hide among the grasses in shame. "let's finish him off! " The witches giggled and launched towards him with their evil choking powers, but before they could even get to him a huge black shadow enveloped the whole place and blinded them all. Kai couldn't see anything and he was sure the witches will have a hard time seeing too, although they like being in the dark, this darkness was too much for them. "what's happening? Why is it suddenly dark? "

Tate says. “Don’t thank me, little brother. This is going to be ugly. You will stay near me, or my parents. Don’t make me regret this decision.” “I won’t.” We all meet up at the Holstin Enterprise offices at 3am. The witches, including Avery, Amir, and a few others as well as Meadow and Tate are all dressed in black. The wolves are all dressed in breakaway clothing, meant for when the wolves have to shift quickly. We pile into the vans and head over to the castle. This time, we park farther away and we quietly make our way to the castle.