Disciple Homestuck Novels & Stories

Lucas thought that Apocalyptic Legion was always being a team of only nine zombies, and it was time to welcome the tenth zombie. The three disciples of the Windchime Valley were looking at Lucas disdainfully. “I’d say are you out of your mind?” said a disciple to Lucas coldly. “What do you say?” Lucas looked at the disciple who was talking faintly. The disciple smiled coldly. “I think you’re out of your mind. Or else, why would you say such a thing?!”

In that case, they would not have been here today. "If you want to accept a disciple, just accept one! As long as his character is good and as long as he doesn't betray or humiliate his master, it’s OK. It's not bad to accept him as a disciple, but it's a pity that he is a bachelor." the woman said with regret. In fact, she liked Dusty and his wife. They were both talented, and there was nothing to say about their character. Unfortunately, they had already become disciples of Stardust. It was not good for them to compete with Jason for disciples.

Selena choked, unable to refute it. Beside her, Justus burned with shame and fury. “At least I’m capable! I’m far more suitable than you to be Hoyles’s disciple! Unlike you—you only know how to climb your way up with despicable tricks!” “If you wanted the position so badly, you could’ve just said so,” I replied coolly. “Why go crying to your mother? You’re already grown—still tattling to your parents? How embarrassing.” “If you’re so desperate to become a disciple, why not beg me directly? Who knows—I might feel generous and persuade the professor to open a back door for you and accept one more disciple.”

But I was tired of having to be strong, tired of everyone else making decisions about my life without even asking me what I wanted. "The Alpha wants to fix this," Harrison said, and I actually heard real emotion in his voice. "He knows he messed up. He wants you to come home." *Home*. That word was a joke. "Crescent Moon stopped being my home when Nathaniel put his ambition before us." I hugged myself, trying not to touch my stomach, where our baby was growing and didn't know about any of this. "I have nothing to go back to." "You have your mate," Harrison said. "You'd be Luna. You'd have a life that a ton of other she-wolves would kill for."

Even though immortals and mortals were different, that was the place where the disciple was born and grew up. His hometown was attacked by monsters, and some of his relatives and friends were probably killed. Under those circumstances, it was understandable for a person to murder the monsters in a fury. "Don't worry about it. If it were me, I might act even crazier than you," Caspian patted the disciple's shoulder, “remember to be extra careful and not hurt yourself." As he said that, Caspian took a bottle of precious medicine with healing properties and gave it to the disciple. The disciple was first stunned, and Caspian's action moved him. The disciple refused at first but immediately acce

Nobody spoke out loud but a few whispers could not help linger in the scene. “Why are we staying here? There’s lots of space in the front.” A talented young disciple asked in a whisper. Although he was only 30 years of age but his cultivation base has already arrived in the 1st Stage of Core Origin Realm which has given him a slot in the first place to come to this party. “Why? Do you feel also tempted to go nearer to the monument?” Another disciple smiled. In truth, she was the same as her counterpart. She could feel the obvious miasma of mystery that was summoning her to come closer. The temptation was coming at her very core.

The far old man prostrated before him and said loudly, “Master, please accept me as your disciple. I am called Owain Lester, and I will be your disciple from now on. If you have any needs, please tell me. I will never object to anything.” The thin old man beside him took a glance at him. ‘Owain, you’re so shameless! This brat can even be your grandson. You’re really kneeling and asking him to be your master?’ Then, he too knelt down to the ground with a thud. Not only that, he prostrated and knocked his head against the ground three times and said loudly, “Master, please accept this old man as your disciple too! From today on, I, Dewey Schulz, will be your disciple! No, this Seven Star Resid

Darryl was about to leave when he saw a disciple staggering out in uneven footsteps. The disciple had obviously drunk too much and was on his way to the toilet. Darryl's eyes lit up. He might as well ask the disciple where Grunt's room was instead of wasting time wandering around the Heavenly Alliance's main altar. After making up his mind, Darryl rushed forward without hesitation and pressed on the disciple's acupoint. Then, he dragged him into a hidden corner.

The doors are right there, so we just hurry up and bust through the door, breaking it right off its hinges. People outside scream at the sight of a big white wolf busting through a strip club, but I don’t care. I don’t even care if the police start to shoot. I just push myself further, sprinting away from Original Sin as fast as possible. But just as I’m about to go far, I hear a male voice in my head say with amusement, “You won’t go too far.” It’s him. The Disciple. “I’m coming after you.”

But soon, she hung up, explaining, “My master’s phone is off. He must be busy.” Zoey smiled and dialed the number herself, switching to speakerphone. A powerful male voice came through, “My dear disciple, missing me?” Zoey snorted, “Not at all. Old man, why are you still lying?” “Huh? What have I lied about?” “You’ve taken another female disciple!” “No, absolutely not! You’re the only female disciple I have. You can ask your two senior brothers; you are my direct disciple!” “Not buying it! Your so-called direct disciple is standing right in front of me, acting all high and mighty!”