Novel & Cerita Homestuck Scorpio

“What date was he born?” “Twenty eighth.” Quinn giggled and shook her head. “Oh, no…that explains everything about him…he’s a Scorpio!” “And?” He leaned away from her to look at her with a raised eyebrow. “What can I say about Scorpio…?” Quinn twisted her mouth into a sultry little pout making Cory scowl. “Oh, let me guess…they’re great lovers?” He hissed under his breath as the movie started and the lights went out. Quinn giggled behind her hand. “Amongst other things…they are pretty narcissistic people, psychopathic almost…possessive and over protective.”

' He poured himself another glass of scotch, his other hand running atop of his slicked hair. Christian's manhood hardened, his hands itching to feel her skin yet again. He whispered to himself after sipping the burning liquid, eyes fixed on the wall. I will find you, even if I have to turn the entire fucking city upside down.

But now that he had truly lost Esther, the pain was unbearable. Chloe had reached out to him multiple times, but he no longer cared. Without Esther, even happiness felt impossible. Only now did Tristan realize that Esther was like water to him, plain but essential. Chloe, on the other hand, was like soda—sweet and exciting but not something you could live on. Who could ever give up drinking water? But he had figured it out too late. Esther was happy now. Tristan wasn't sure if he was happy for her or mourning for himself, but he actually cried. He held his phone and watched the video all night long.

And as she stared into his icy eyes, Scar knew that whatever it was would be a torment unlike anything she'd ever known. Stanley extended a hand to her, showing off the green tattoo on his hand and wrist that was identical to Scar's. The only difference was that parts of it were black, others an angry red. She hadn't realized that Stanley had a mark, too. Shit. That must have been how he tracked her. Scar whimpered, feeling the hot sting of tears in her eyes. She had nowhere left to run. The goblins who held her were merciless and hateful, full of lust for violence and blood.

The darkness holder and God Scorpio’s ability that is a hidden disadvantage to everyone. “Especially now that I am convince and more about your identity in this world and book. A fragile holder who relies to her more than anything. A fearful soul that wasn’t given the time to make herself stronger behind the lies that was feed to her.” He grabs a clump of hair from Marie and gently, where he looks at it and wonder just how deep of its dark hue could it turn out. Now that he is aware and more than disappointed, that this world and book’s Scorpio’s holder is the weakest shard soul than the rest of the five and from the original seventh.

The adrenaline of the auction had faded, leaving the Ark in a state of hum and shadow. Scarlett sat in the Navigator’s private sanctum, her dual-souls—the Star-Weaver and the Disciple—now so perfectly integrated that she could no longer tell where the binary ended and the Qi began. She closed her eyes, letting the "Prometheus Virus" she had injected into the Abyssal Tide act as a beacon. But as the data flowed back, it triggered a dormant sector in her own mind—a cluster of memories belonging to the original Scarlett Thorne.

"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

Tornado didn't care if she was a girl, he hiajack up from the ground, pinning her back on the wall, with his hands on her neck. "You're going to kill me Tornado" Spooky struggles to say, trying to catch her breath. "Who ever gave you and Braxton the audacity to treat Sophia like she was some kind of trash!!" Tornado shouted at her, with his eyes boiling with so much ire. "I did that because she is trying to take you for me" Spooky said with a struggling voice, since Tornado's hands were still on her neck. "I was never yours in the first place Spooky, how dare you take advantage of a poor girl's weakness!!" Tornado shouted at her again, and without thinking, he threw her away like a chalk.

This is my first time writing an Entry in this journal that has been water danger but it was a good thing, I did after I did. I wrote for the first time in 2 years and it has been about 2 years being out of hiding again. I will never guess that I will be back into hiding again from the darkness but I did overheard the darkness hunter talking to the darkness, the one who has the power to turn humans into darkness hunters. This was one the darkness hunters that lost its mind after turning into an darkness hunter and has to know to take folk every time they step foot into the woods or sometimes kill them if they fight back. "Someone has found out the darkness weakness and has brought back the l