Homestuck Patron Troll Novels & Stories

Professor Zira Voss has spent years building a reputation for control. At Hawthorne College she is known for her sharp intellect, strict standards, and the cool authority that keeps students firmly in their place. But Zira has a secret. Late at night, behind a locked door and the glow of her laptop screen, she becomes Obsidian Queen—the anonymous patron of a mysterious livestream performer known only as Shadowed Knight. What began as a private escape from pressure and loneliness was never meant to follow her into the real world. Until the day a new transfer student walks into her lecture hall. Tristan Vale is confident, observant, and far too perceptive for comfort. When Zira not

My wife, Cassia, was a wood nymph. A cursed one. Forbidden to love mortals. But she fell for me anyway. Every time her heart fluttered for me, the gods struck her down with agony. She willingly endured that torture ninety-nine times just for a chance to be with me. Then, demons dragged me to Tartarus. Hellfire and whips became my sun and moon. Right as I was about to break, I remembered a prayer Cassia taught me—a desperate whisper to the gods. It finally worked. But instead of help, I heard Cassia talking to her patron goddess, Hecate. "Cassia, how could you bargain with the Furies? You let them drag Aiden to Tartarus!" Cassia's voice choked with desperate tears. "Adonis was supposed to suf

Mari, who just turned twenty-six years old, keep on fooling herself from having a super rich, handsome and nice boyfriend for all she know. She keeps on saving her every penny because she wanted to give her boyfriend a valuable gift. But putting a lot of effort to something can sometimes give you the same amount of disappointment and frustration. She did not expect to caught her patron saint of a boyfriend cheating on her at the very day of her buying gifts for him and preparing for their second anniversary. Dos, a twenty-seven years old bachelor, found himself suspecting that his girlfriend may be cheating on her. Well, he lost his girlfriend for months already because of constantly refusi

Honor student by day, Camgirl by night. Iris Williams has it all on the surface: brains, beauty, a scholarship and a clean respectable reputation in Hawthorne College. But by night, she is the Masked Muse, a Camgirl who streams to a mystery patron whose generous payments keep her afloat…and stir a dangerous longing in her heart. When Caleb, the golden-boy playboy of Hawthorne, makes his way into her life, she contemplates leaving the past behind until she overhears his cruel wager to date her and all of her feelings crumble.  She didn't expect to run into Dmitri, his uncle and the cold captivating professor on campus. Her phone slips from her hand, revealing her identity. Mortified,

So this is it'. I thought to myself. A thick scent of blood consumed my senses. A dull thud im my chest that was nearing its final beat. I look around at the mess I got myself into this time. Knowing it to be my last. Why wasn't I more appreciative of the life I was given. Its not like my life was hard or demeaning. I just didn't like the fact my destiny was pre determined before I was even born. And there it was a pair of sapphire eyes staring at me with hatred, deep burning hatred that you could feel in the depths of your gut, but something new was hidden behind the hatred was that remorse. Well for you to understand, I better start from the beginning. My name is Venus Lee DeLor

The day I came back to the Bennett family as the real heiress, Romina, the fake one, looked at me with red-rimmed eyes and said she wanted to give the engagement back to me. "Don't bother. I'm already seeing someone." I rested a hand on my barely noticeable belly and said, half joking, "If you feel that bad about it, how about you just cash me out instead?" The words had barely left my mouth before a few lines of text drifted across my vision. [lmaooo the villainess is still scheming for money at a time like this. can we please skip ahead to the part where the male lead puts her in her place.] [I came for the sweet romance between the lead and the fake heiress heroine, not some side cha