Homestuck Scorpio Novels & Stories

I think I'll need to lay low for a while as I'm unsure of my fate at the moment With nothing left to do i left ,sad ,depressed, missirable and disappointed by master juju's words ,i headed for the stairs and claimed it slowly all the way up ,in deep thoughts over master juju's prophesy. I reached on top the tower scar was still there waiting for me ,so there was no need to summon him ,i patted his fire breathing jaws ,be could tell i was depressed ,we have a sort of connection scar and i, just like i do with my wolf ,scar has the ability to read my mind that's why we make a great team in battle.

My emotions broke out of control, my p*ssy clenching hard under my clothes, above my resistance. I should go now, but my eyes wanted different. I pulled my legs over each other, and deliberately rubbed my thighs against themselves - the most I could get from what I actually wanted. I should go now. But Connor had dropped from the pull up bar, and he had turned, his eyes quickly finding mine like he knew I had been there all along. Not surprised, not curious, like he had felt the weight of a familiar presence way back before he turned, but had chosen to complete his squat set before acknowledging it.

If she wasn’t a supernatural herself, she would be bones by now. She was very patient with him and explained as slowly as she could while making sure that he was getting the gist of it. He will digest everything later. After explaining about the supernatural world, she then went into the real business, the reason why Karl was here. “While I might not know how you ended up coming to me, I just want you to know that we are of the same species or the same kind. I am not sure whether your family has someone on the supernatural side, you are indeed a seer. That mark you have on your hand, is the same as mine. Though my original mark, the one on the forehead masks itself and only shows itself at s

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Petrov asked, his voice shaky. Scorpio leaned forward. "Once my spy signals us, we strike. Are you ready?" He demanded. "Ready as I'll ever be, boss," Petrov replied, a hint of confidence creeping in. "Tristan won't see it coming. He thinks he can topple down my empire and walk away unscathed. He believes he can play games with my business," Scorpio sneered, grinning menacingly. "I can't wait to get my hands on his woman. I want to see him begging for her life, crumbling before me."

"Didn't know she would murder my parents? Didn't know she would steal my entire legacy? Or didn't know she would humiliate me in front of the world?" Clark was speechless. "Or," I continued, "did you know all along and just chose to look the other way?" "No! I really didn't know—" "Then what about this?" I turned my back to him and unfastened the top of my tunic. A gruesome scar ran from my left shoulder to my right hip. The eclipse curse had turned it a sickly silver-black, and it still seemed to writhe slowly, eating away at my life force. Clark's breath hitched.

With a quick motion, I hurled the metals into the swimming pool of the abandoned warehouse that served as my refuge. I am Scarlett, the last mutant and werewolf following the rogue-led third-world invasion. I've been in hiding for years, and I despise interruptions... My thoughts drifted as the metals, previously floating in the air, suddenly plummeted to the ground. I couldn't dodge the heavy iron pieces crashing down on me, nor could I shift into my wolf form for safety. "What on earth is happening?" I shouted, shielding my head with my arms. My eyes widened in horror, realizing that each falling piece could seriously harm an ordinary human.

And I was thankful for that. SKYLAR'S POV:- I was sitting on my bed, chewing my nails nervously. It had been an hour since Adam left. I was not sure if she would be back or not. I frowned as I suddenly tasted something bitter in my mouth. "Looks like he came back empty handed." I heard Scarlett, my wolf excited voice. Yes, my wolf woke up the very day I was mated with Adam. She was very wild and wonderful. She had big brown fur and orange eyes. She was not as tall as Anika's wolf, but she was very beautiful. Her tail was long and furry. I really loved her.

My shy maid turned into a fierce wolf when it involved my well-being. “It – It may be an allergic reaction from falling into the rose bush?” Lorenzo winced after his weak question. Sylvia sucked in a deep breath but I stopped her. “Can injuries from silver poisoning be healed?” I asked Lorenzo. The room went silent for a split second. “Ha, no – Such injuries last a lifetime – there are even sayings –“ Lorenzo trailed off. “What sayings?” I pressed. “They say that people can be reborn with these scars.” My blood ran cold. “Ah, but – but that’s just nonsensical talk among jobless wolves.” Lorenzo let out a burst of shrill laughter.

"Why does the Scorpio suddenly had a vision of me?" "I heard Scorpio experiencing vision does not come often. So, you're in luck to have gained a vision from her." Kohei said. "Then why do I feel unfortunate on having this?" Sirius asked. "Should I throw it away for you, milord?" Kohei asked, making Sirius glanced at his right hand with suspicion. "I doubt if you will discard this without having a look for yourself," Sirius said and chanted a spell to open the marble himself. Kohei's eyes sparkled seeing the marble glowed, letting its light brightened the dark castle's hall for a brief moment. The light that filled the surrounding slowly got absorbed into the marble back again as if a wate