Homestuck Kanaya Novels & Stories

“Anaya!!!” Her name echoed through the house as her dad pounded up the stairs, her 4 brothers mirroring him. She had locked herself in her room not to hide from her father but to avoid the damning fate that awaited her outside those doors. “Anaya,” her father’s voice boomed once more, then the pounding on her door came. It shook violently as her father continued to bang repetitively. “Anaya, if I call your name one more time, there will be hell to pay.”

Kanyon cackled. "YOU MOTHERFUCKER! You killed my cousin. You killed my fucking best friend!!!" Adam wailed, folding his fists. His lips twitching as his wolf pictured tearing this lycan asshole's head off. "Since you don't know who I am, I'm gonna let that slide," Kanyon snarled. "I will spare you since I need you to pass on a message to someone for me." "I'm not doing Jack shit!" Adam sniffled.

76 Kaya’s POV. One moment ago, I was thinking about my life, confused at the very core of all the decisions that I’d made. I am wondering if this is actually what I want for myself or what someone wants for me. It’s so complicated, and at the same time, I feel stuck. I feel like there’s no way that I can get out of this bondage, because just when I could have escaped one, I went deep into another. I followed the path Olivia saw she could make for me.

“He pulls me into his arms, and I let out a sigh. I giggle when our little man kicks, and I am positive that Kaden can feel it. He pulls back and looks at my stomach. He rubs it, telling our little man that he gets time with mommy, too, which earns me another hard kick. I am convinced that this little boy is going to be a soccer player when he is old enough whit how hard he kicks. He has had enough practice kicking my bladder around these last six months. I ask if he has heard from Alek or Lance, and he says that Alek called while I changing, letting him know that they were able to get Tianya and Kylynn home. He says that they didn’t kill anyone but that they now need to replace the pu

Kane looked down. A small fish swam lazily in the bowl. "...Stanley," he repeated. "He's been with me for a while," Mona said, crouching slightly, tapping the glass gently. "Say hi." Kane huffed a quiet laugh. "Hey, Stanley." Mona grinned. "See? He likes you already." Kane shook his head slightly, but there was something softer in his expression now. "Ready?" he asked. Mona stood, grabbing her bag.

She looked away and said apologetically, "Sister Yaya, let's do it another day. I've got something to do today, so I can't go out." Brother Lionel was busy at work at her home. She was already not helping much with his work, how could she leave him alone at home and go out for a gathering with friends? Yaya asked, "It's snowing so heavily, you can't even go out. What else can you be busy with?" Before Karen Joy could answer, an idea came to Yaya's mind. She smiled and said, "Oh, I know, you must be with your lover boy." Karen Joy pursed her lips and smiled. She admitted generously, "Yes, Sister Yaya, you're right. I'm at home with my lover."

The realization didn't make him like her any better. "Lydia, meet Timothy," Kan said. He ran his fingers through Timothy’s messy hair, his touch surprisingly soft despite the tension in the room. "The final piece of the puzzle." Lydia let out a sharp, insulting sniff. "God in heaven. I can barely sense the ambition in him. He's a bottom-feeder from the Rebellion. Are you sure he’s the one?" Kan’s grip on Timothy’s neck tightened, his jaw setting. "Mind your manners, Lydia." He reached out and hooked a finger into the neckline of the shirt Timothy was wearing—Kan’s own shirt—and pulled it aside.

Kano says. The pain is gone as quickly as it started, so I ignore it, sitting back. “Where’s Keagan?” “Dunno,” he says. Keagan had agreed to allow Doc to give him the serum. After both Nova’s and Naida’s DNA strands had combined, he’d have been a fool to say no. Apparently, he’s not a fool, he’s just a hot head. “Have you seen the house that Ishir and Zephyr are building?” Kano asks.

“Because I was not kidding before, Hiraya. I… I’m not human. Or at least, not just an ordinary one. I’m a shifter. A lycan. My father is the current king of our kind, which makes me the heir to the title.” ************ ************ (Kaan’s POV) I figured if we’re doing this right now, then there’s no use prolonging the inevitable. I wait for her to move away from me in fear as I speak my truth, but the shock must have been so much that she stays still as a rock in her place. She keeps staring forward, and I wonder if she’s glitching somehow. Was the truth too much for her to handle? Did I break her? Is she waiting for me to laugh and say ‘It’s just a prank! Smile, you’re on TV!’ at any mome

But she has no intention to get up and see him out of her apartment. Samuel shook his head. “Gosh? Do you wish I met a ghost? What kind of friend are you ?!” “Your best friend,” Kanya said. “Yes, I know! Bye, Kanya.” Samuel Wijaya opened the door and left Kanya's apartment. She sat straight in her chair, staring blankly at the laptop screen in front of her. “Huh!” Kanya frowned and sighed as she thought about the part she was about to write. “Should I write that part tonight?!” Her elbows rested on the table while her ten fingers scratched gently on the top of her head.