Wizard King Black Clover Novels & Stories

Jade blurted out before she could stop herself. Jin seemed surprised for a moment, but then, burst out in laughter. He winked at Jade and whispered, “Old enough.” Embarrassed, Jade tried to find something to distract herself. And to avoid looking at Jin. “What do you think?” Jin said, breaking the silence. Finally getting over her shame, Jade cleared her throat and tried to look serious. “How?” “There is a legend around here… About the four Holy Beasts responsible for protecting the four kingdoms—”

Wolfgang brushed Douglas' long, sharp-clawed arm aside and flung him into the air. Douglas immediately changed back to his human form, his eyes still filled with hatred, but he knelt before the Wolf King. "Why do you want to kill the prince?" The Wolfkin turned back to his human form and asked Douglas. Douglas, without delay for a second, raised his head and said to the Wolf King: "He stole my wife, sir." "Your wife?" The Wolf King looked at Lily and continued: “Is it her?” “Yes, wolf king!” Lily, who was lying in one place, hugging her body because Douglas had just pushed her hard, immediately stood up.

When Blake said that I saw the look Vee gave Blake, like why would he say that type of a thing, but she quickly adjusted. " I don't think so " Joshua said. I looked over my shoulder and he was holding what looked like a book. He slid something out of the book and looked it over and then turned it to show the rest of us. In the picture stood two girls , they looked like they were in their twenties , who looked identical , wearing gray robes. They looked at the camera miserable , while who I was guessing was the warlock king stood behind them, his face stoic, almost like he was pissed off. He was a tall man , with short black hair, his features sharp , his nose almost pointy. But it was the ro

The door opened. Aurelion stepped inside, already dressed in dark formal attire that emphasized his height, his power, the authority that radiated from him without effort. But when his eyes landed on me— The king vanished. His breath caught. And the dragon stirred beneath his skin. “You are…” He stopped himself, jaw tightening slightly. “Going to faint?” I teased gently. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Magnificent.” My pulse fluttered. “You’re sure about this?” I asked softly.

Prince Kai’s eyes were an icy blue. He didn’t smile as he neared us, and a hush fell over us as a group. “Welcome, recruits,” he said, and his voice was smooth and deep. Not at all the raspy gravel of my Fated Mate. “I want to thank you for leaving your homes in order to serve us here at the palace. I expect you all to work hard while you train so that we may welcome you as official Royal Guards.” His eyes scanned the crowd, and when he landed on me, my muscles seized. I dropped my face, trying not to avoid eye contact. It’s not him, I told myself. It’s not him. It’s not him. It’s. Not. Him.

Harrison ducked around the man and tried to latch onto me again. This time, three pairs of hands whipped out and grabbed Harrison, pulling him back. “You misunderstood,” the short man said, “This is not up for discussion. You are no longer welcome at this establishment. You will not abuse and assault my victors.” Harrison yanked hard against the hands holding him back in a vice-like grip. “I am Alpha of the Blackwood Pack! How dare you treat me this way!” “How dare you treat a WOMAN this way!” The man threw back at him, emboldened by the guards assisting him. “A real Alpha would know better!”

Someone in the werewolf kingdom owes a mage favor. "What kind of favor? Who is it?" Henrietta wet her lips. "They wanted a spell. She is a small woman, black hair, close to the king. That's all I know" Willow's heartbeat double time. If what she is saying is true then Azrian is in deep trouble. It made sense now. Someone who is powerful in the werewolf kingdom, a woman, sends more than 200 werewolves in return for a spell. What could the spell be?

The air grew colder — heavier. “Enough,” came a deep voice, smooth but dark as poison. The Evil King. He stepped into the room, and the torches along the wall flared brighter as if bowing to his presence. His black armor gleamed faintly, his red eyes sharp as blades. His presence alone pressed against my chest like a weight, making it hard to breathe. “Aria Blackwood,” he said slowly, almost amused. “Daughter of Johnathan Blackwood. The Luna of the Royal Pack.”

He knew this was opening a chest of many wars to come between him and the lycan king, but he did not care. At that moment, he wanted his daughter. They would find a way to fight the other subsequent wars the lycan king was sure to bring. The lycan came out with a smug smirk. "You surprise me, old wizard." He was still on the ground, raising his head to stare at the wizard. The wizard's face contorted in anger as he swooped down with speed to lunge himself at the lycan king who was swift on his feet and raised himself midair.

Alpha Asher repeated, bulging his eyes out. “Yes. And that is where we need your help.” The Wizard King said, with pleading eyes. I looked at Alpha Asher, he seemed to be tired of fighting wars and all. But I guess that with honor comes a great responsibility. “I know that you never expected that you would fight any war soon, but I am pleading that you help us on this and we will never forget your kindness.” The wizard king assured, with pleading eyes. “Alright, I’ll think about it. But while thinking about it, I need the layout of his kingdom and every little information gathered about him.” Alpha Asher instructed, then let out a heavy sigh.