Witches Black Clover Novels & Stories

The scene was in the middle of the battlefield where humans fought with monsters, demi-humans, and humans themselves. After 10 minutes of watching the scene that seemed like from a fantasy movie, the scene in the holographic cube ended while showing 10 images in black shade. But who were those people that shrouded in the dark shade? They could not even identify their tribes. What is the purpose of the elder for showing it to them? Is this related to the topic of today's meeting? Everyone had such questions in their minds.

The intruders were many and their scents were masked so I could barely tell who they were or where they came from. A huge fight had broken out, but the intruders were gaining the upper hand, I caught sight of a group of witches chanting a spell to weaken our wolves and I flew towards them immediately. Not many witches can fly and since they were still on the ground, I was sure that they were not witches of higher rank. Meaning they were no match for me. I secured our pack house to protect the Omegas and the children who couldn't fight then I removed their spell from the wolves.

He could not decipher what was happening to him but he felt that his bond with the darkness was depleting. “Run!” Edmond told them slamming his palms on the ground and his powers dispersed moving the other five witches away. Lorene, Valarie, and Iago grew terrified. What was happening? They couldn't explain it, but running now would make them cowards, they had to fight back. Edmond didn't know what to do, each second that passed by he felt vulnerable. Iago sped to the gate to escape, but he couldn't, the witches had put up a barrier spell. His face changed disclosing his fangs and bloodthirsty eyes. He sped towards one of them attempting to hurt her before he felt his brain burn. It was terr

When Owen walked in, I dug the information out of him, thinking it was quite polite to let him put my backpack away before I pounced on him. "What do you know about black witches? I asked." He poured himself a soda, looking at me like I was crazy. Perhaps he was right. “Last night I spoke to Alpha of the Bodega Bay pack. He said they came across a spell on their territory. One of their cubs nearly died. They think it's the work of a black witch. Clive sends Dave to check and maybe trace the spell.” I tossed a cherry into his glass. “I thought maybe it was all connected. Suddenly, the one who bewitched the lands of the pack is also mocking me."

From a distance, I could hear the witches casting their spells and doing their chants and it made my footsteps hurry along on their own will. I got tense as I realized they were performing a dark spell. But what could it be for? Well, this wasn't the time to ask questions. I wasn't supposed to feel excited and I was about joining the dark and rebellious witches but then I had to do it anyway if it meant that I would be able to bring Harlow down. On getting there as I followed their voices, I saw each and everyone of the black magic witches dressed in black cloaks as they were deeply immense in whatever ritual they were doing.

(Third Person POV) The air grew heavier as more delegations arrived. The atmosphere shifted with each entrance, new faces, new sounds, new energies blending together. After the fairies took their place, whispers rippled through the room. Then came the witches. They entered in a slow procession, cloaked figures in deep purple and black, their eyes glowing faintly beneath the hoods. They walked gracefully, but their presence felt… unsettling. A faint wisp of smoke followed them, the scent of burning herbs lingering in the air that made others pinch their nose.

He walked to the other side of the bed before climbing in bed, he drew Clara into his arms and placed a warm kiss on her shoulders and then he shut his eyes to join her in dreamland. Skyler found himself standing in the middle of nowhere. He looked from left to right puzzled about how he got there. The atmosphere was dense and it didn't feel right to remain there so he decided to go left, Skyler started to walk away when he heard something familiar and his head snapped to where the sound came but he found nothing, he then scanned his surroundings and noticed he was being surrounded by people in black cloaks. Skyler stood his ground ready to attack anyone who came close but then the witches s

The rogue laughed menacingly as three women emerged from the shadows, each donning black hooded coats. "River of the IronClaw pack and Gonzalo of the moonstone pack!" One of the witches called out with a domineering voice as she pointed at the couple. When they glanced at each other with confusion, the witch continued. "For killing our sisters and attacking the chosen Alpha of the IronClaw pack, we sentence you... to Death!" On hearing those words, River felt a cold shiver run down her spine. Something was off. The magic she felt from these women was dark. Darker than any she'd encountered before.

They stood at a distance while trying to reverse the spells, well some of them as they couldn't reverse all. Though the wolves were outnumbered by the witches, but they manage to kill a significant number of them. Clawing and beating them limp to limp. Seeing as they are loosing, Thelma, the head of the witches gave a signal to their friends hiding behind the bushes, and they flee From the battleground. The black witches disappear, leaving the feral humans to be killed by the wolves as they have no use for them. They were not only rogue wolves hiding behind the bushes. But they were vampires there too. Terrick could not hear their heart beats because vampires have no heart. And he was unable

In the heart of the deep, dark forest, two groups of witches gathered facing each other with a look of contempt. The first group, led by a tall, imposing figure, wore black, purple and white cloaks and held summoned cauldrons in her hands. The other witch sprouted a pair of red wings from her back. "My God what have you done to yourself," Morganna said pulling her bow and arrow. "I evolved,"