Disciple Homestuck Novels & Stories

She shrugged her tiny shoulders and made a comically clueless expression. “Ah dunno,” she replied, her tiny fingers splayed wide to emphasize her puzzlement. Eva, chuckling at her daughter’s antics, squeezed Daisy’s hand affectionately. “Let’s go get you cleaned up,” she suggested, understanding the need to address the mud stains that adorned her little explorer. Nathan, taking on the role of the caring companion, decided to seek out Daisy’s older brother, Liam. He walked away with a confident stride, heading towards a more secluded area where he anticipated finding the young boy engrossed in his world of imagination.

Harriet's point of view “What?”one of them stood, moving toward me. My vision blurred as I lifted my head slightly, forcing my lips to move again. “I’m…” Warm and familiar arms wrapped around me. “Hey….it's okay.” I froze for half a second. The hug tightened, and more arms surrounded me. “You’re home now.” My fingers curled into someone’s shirt, I didn’t even know whose. “Alright, that’s it,” Jade, my race partner said, pulling back slightly. “This calls for a celebration.”

So why was he crying. When they look at his hands, it was badly injured and blood was dripping down the floor. Vic turned to look at the injured disciple and left for the front. "What's wrong with Vic lately. How did he became so strong?" Said the injured disciple. "What are you saying? Is he not a weak level one disciple??" Another asked as his mouth showed the sign of disgust. His name was Hank. "His body is stronger than before, I think he levelled up." The injured disciple answered.

Just when the flattery was about to reach its climax, they suddenly heard one low exclamation after another which made Wesley and the others look toward the direction of the cause, only to see a few wide-eyed informal disciples chatting with each other in an excited voice. “Oh my god, I can’t believe Brother Duncan is here! He has actually come out of his meditation retreat! I seem to recall he had been there for three months as he had been in the retreat ever since he had beaten the third-ranked informal disciple and thus becoming the third rank himself! He might even be stronger than the first ranked informal disciple now that he had completed his three-months long retreat!”

“Didn’t you just hear me? I’m just looking to take on a disciple,” Joseph said with a smile. Dustin stared at him intently. He did not buy his story. This old man was sly. Even Dustin had fallen into his trap and slept with Allison. Though he was not at a disadvantage, it did not sit right with him. This old man was definitely up to something underhanded. Otherwise, he would not cause such an uproar just to take on a disciple. He had even dangled the entry token to the Martial Haven as bait. Dustin did not believe it was all that simple.

Great. I pushed my laptop aside, deciding it was best to go through the papers first. As I put the pile in front of me, I thoroughly read each one. "The Disciples are interested in creating an all-" Nope, not happening. The Disciples are way too weak for us; we'd get nothing off of it. I threw the aside. "I, Hayden Campbell, leader of The Aces-" Nope, not this one either. The Aces are just too problematic; they'd only get us in more unneeded trouble. I stacked it on top of the other paper.

Amelia wanted to remind them to look around before talking about feelings, but when she saw those bright eyes, she didn't want to hurt their enthusiasm, so she nodded and said, "Yeah, we'll be friends from now on." "You saved us, and I have a secret I want to tell you." That disciple looked pretty young, about sixteen, with a red mole between his eyebrows. "When I first joined, I heard people say your Ethereal Lumin Hold had bad luck and would soon face divine punishment, especially your master, Master Skyweave, who might be in danger."

Her Stalker is a stalker-age-gap dark romance not recommended for those under 17. Triggers include extreme sexual content, voyeurism, profanity, and dark themes. *Read at your own discretion. This story is about a stalker's love and determination for the girl he set his sights on a long time ago. Brixton started watching Harley, or his little bird when she was starting high school, and she never had a clue... But what happens when his secret is revealed?

He'll be here when it's his turn" Lady Chen noticed Aldophus's absence and brought up the matter, the Vice sect-master answered with an unbothered tone as he walked towards the sparing ring and began to set up layers upon layers of barriers... "Listen up Sect's Disciples, you have a chance at becoming the disciple of one of we honoured elder's, if you're able to defeat this disciple's of ours then we'd take you in as our disciple; the Vice sect-master spoke this words while projecting his voice all through the sect.. A tall youth with a broad sword on his back immediately jumped on stage and issued a challenge to Sara. This youth's name was Justin an outer disciple, it seemed she looked weak

he whispered in disbelief, wondering what psychotic interaction was this. "Try me"