Zenon Black Clover Novels & Stories

He and Clover were unfamiliar with each other, and being her sister's fiancé, his closeness with her was forbidden. Kayden's eyes lowered as he looked at Clover's face before glancing up at Zona with a nod. By the time, Robert arrived with the ointment. Placing it on the table, he moved over to Kayden to carry Clover. But before he could touch, Clover groaned, pressing her lids together before opening them. Her eyes fell on Kayden who was standing in her breathing space. "What happened to me?" And she pushed herself to stand, but her feet staggered and she quickly grabbed the chair before sitting down.

Just truth. “I am not your weapon.” “I am not your son.” “I am not the future you engineered.” He stepped back, one hand resting on the detonation core. “I am the end of this era.” Then, with a blink, he triggered Blackout Protocol Z3. ~~~~~~~~~~ CAIRO — UMBRA RELAY STATION — SAME TIME Aria felt the tremor before the signal went dead. A deep hum beneath her ribs. Lorenzo sat beside her, leaning against a broken column. Pale. Slower now. Something inside him tearing quietly.

He knew such information must not be out publicly. When Leonard reached his room, midnight time was already crossed. The ritual took place during the Blue Moon only as they mentioned. Iris's body was burning with a high fever. The sudden rise of temperature in her body made him call Dr. Amber. Amber who was sleeping peacefully with her partner had to run towards Alpha's mansion where she met with the new surprise. Iris was lying unconscious and Agnes was cleaning the wound on her neck. Once she was done Leonard motioned his finger to carry on her work. She took the pale girl's wrist in her hand and checked her already dying pulse.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I didn't know him at all, but he was a close friend of Jax and Xavier. "Killian is not dead. He survived, and he and Kai are stuck in Oasis as prisoners," Zena rushed quickly. "I urge you to believe me. Any more time we waste put all three of them, including everyone in North Central in danger." "She could be lying," Xavier started, as Valerie stepped closer. "I am not," she spoke confidently, pulling a hand into her dress, and slowly, she pulled out something, tossing it to me. I caught it immediately. My eyes rounded at the small object. It was the Blacks’ family crest. Kaiser always had it with him. My blue eyes went back to her.

And I was going back. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands and forced myself up off the counter. I had to be strong. Papa wouldn’t want this. I packed enough for a couple days and before I knew it, I was getting off a plane and walking down the runway in a trance. It all went by in a hazy blur. I didn’t remember leaving my apartment, let alone getting on a plane, but here I was, just outside the airport. I hailed a cab and told the driver where I was going. He chuckled and raised a bushy black eyebrow. “Blackwater, eh? I don’t think I’ve ever been,” he leaned closer to the rear view mirror and lowered his voice. “I’ve heard rumors about the people there.” I perked up. “Really?” I was cu

Hexton slides his hands into the pockets of his slacks and slowly walks over to Whiro; each step announcing his authority as his shiny loafers tap against the tiled floor. “Blackheart was calculating and patient. She let many of you put yourselves in danger and then very brilliantly got herself to safety. You spent fifteen minutes fighting with a door and nearly lost a leg for your efforts. If you were in the crowd, who would you be rooting for? The smart competitor who plays the game well or the clown who stumbles his way to victory on sheer dumb luck?” He asks, staring Whiro down with a hard and callous look in his eyes. I swear Whiro almost gulps.

Lucifer growled through gritted teeth, directing his question inwardly to his wolf, Annihilator, who had been silent ever since April's disappearance. There was a pause before Annihilator responded, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that echoed within Lucifer's mind. *I lost the scent in the forest,* Annihilator admitted, his tone heavy with the weight of failure. *Someone used oak flower on her—it masks the scent completely. We’ve been outmaneuvered.*

Liam wanted to stand up, but he saw the black wolf nudging Zenia, trying to wake her up. Liam could not sense any harmful air from the black wolf. The black wolf tried to wake Zenia up, but she remained unconscious. She had only recently recovered, then she walked, fought, and touched the silver. She was bound to fall. But Zenia was very proud. She never showed any weakness in front of strangers. That is why Liam was sure that she could hold on till they reached a nearby area to rest. Her fall took him by surprise but the black wolf’s raw power overshadowed that surprise and shocked him to the core.

Each footfall sounded heavy, as though every step cost him blood. He placed the parchment on the edge of the desk—and retreated instantly. His Adam’s apple bobbed in a jagged swallow. Phoenix reached out. The moment her fingertips touched the parchment, her breath stalled. Patient: Kael Blackwood, Alpha Prime Findings: High concentrations of aconite-based neuro-suppressants. Traces of Moon-Lily extract—a cognitive inhibitor. Assessment: Memory and emotional judgment impaired by approximately 80%. Phoenix’s eyes widened. The hazel depths flooded with heat, red-rimmed and burning. Her throat tightened, a dry, suffocating knot forming that made it impossible to swallow.