Disciple Homestuck Novels & Stories

“Can they even make coffee properly? He smiled and nodded. “Yeah. I was honestly impressed watching them. I smiled faintly. “I told you it’s fascinating. “You’ll need to teach me that one day, lady. I shook my head and looked back at the resumes. “Who do you think is more capable? His eyes narrowed slightly. “Hmm… Frolian and Hazel, maybe? One college student and one high school student. I nodded. “I will call them tomorrow for training. “Make sure you do. Oh, and Mum wants us to have dinner at a restaurant tonight. “Aunt Evelyn? “Who else is my mum, Isabella?” he asked in a teasing tone. I frowned and rolled my eyes at him. Very funny, Dominic. He grinned and lightly pinched my cheeks. We

she nodded, but immediately defended, "he keeps everything formal and businesslike here. So, you will be addressed as Miss Kasdeya also." "Sure, no problem." "I'll leave you now to unpack your things. I'll see you downstairs in an hour," she tilted her chin up again (I realized a habit), then she left the room immediately. The moment I was alone, I laid down on bed, contemplating on what I got into. Weighing the good and the evil. Disguising is a lie, but I had to help aunt Jodie. I called aunt Jodie and informed her that Calliope accepted me as a reliever. She was so happy and tearful when we talked. I did not tell her about my disguise, it would only worry her.

"Hello Ms. Lemia, I am senior disciple Jace Bryer." Upon hearing Jace introduce himself, many of the junior disciples eagerly began to speak up one after another. "Ms. Lemia, my name is Quilton Kane." "My name is Septimus Lane." "Ms. Lemia, I am the fourth-ranked junior disciple. My name is Sirius Shaw." "I am the fifth-ranked disciple, Dalton Gallagher." "Ms. Lemia, my name is Yvonne Ziegler." "My name is Sally Stewart." "Ms. Lemia, I am the eighth-ranked junior disciple named Jordan Mahome."

“Rather than being called a room, this is more like a home. Core Disciples are truly privileged.” After defeating Hai Jian, Xiao Long went to the Disciple Hall to renew his Identity Token. In addition to renewing the Identity Token, Xiao Long also got 50 Spirit Stones and a gold-plated uniform which was the Core Disciple's uniform. With this, Xiao Long officially became the 80th Seat Core Disciple of the Myriad Flame Sect.

Disciple, only one way to die, without any luck. Another Disciple monk, Benjamin Wilson, said. "In the Disciple monk, you don't need to think too much about it, the Divine Level ancestor has rewarded a treasure, which can roughly represent the object of the Divine Level. The Disciple Monk's range of activities, we will have to deal with it, similarly, our range of activities is probably in the palm of the other's hand, and we can't give you much aid, you have to face it, it's still basically the same monk class. On the other hand, going to Crocodile Swamp to think of a way to save the sect is not only our Dragon King, each sect will send a part of its people, you don't have to worry about be

"Goodbye." "What is a family disciple?" Four asked puzzled. The others turned to look up as well. "It is when someone gives them self over to a family member." Ren answered. "I qualify. As a betrothed member to her sibling. What a thing to do." He shook his head amused. "But she needs a better cultivation method."

He looked at her. "There's something in the old records," she said. "Something the founding oracles of this sanctum found in the deep archives I've read it twice and dismissed it both times because it seemed impossible. But there's a text. It talks about a loophole in divine law." She looked at him steadily. "Not breaking the curse. Rewriting it." "That's not possible," he said. "Divine law is"

I shrieked, my hands pulling at my own hair as hot, burning tears streamed down my pale face, soaking into the white pillowcase. "He’s fine! He has to be fine! Liam's enforcers just kicked my ribs, they didn't touch my womb that much, I made sure of it! Please, someone say something!" Helios, the eldest of the triplets, stepped closer to the bed. He wore a dark suit, his face calm but his eyes dark with a deep, hidden intensity. He sat down gently on the edge of my mattress, reaching out to wrap his large, warm hand completely over my trembling, blood-stained fingers.

"Looks like someone's breaking through." "No way! This looks like just a martial god sovereign advancement. Why is it so exaggerated?" "Martial god sovereign? I thought it was martial god king! How do you know it's martial god sovereign?" "The direction where the light beams are falling, that is where Elder Topher's newly accepted personal disciple Chase is. Did you not know?" "What? Elder Topher took on another personal disciple? Did he not say one was enough?" "Ah, do not even mention it. His previous personal disciple was gone after those 30 thousand years of slumber passed. Nothing left but withered bones!"