Homestuck Scorpio Novels & Stories

Scarlet was possibly afraid that the man would threaten her with the knowledge of her past, so willingly acceded to his desires. On the other hand, from the way he knew her needs and lustiness, it was probably not the first time she had allowed him to touch her in class. Maybe it was the first time she had been laid by him, but he was not new to her. That possibility as well as the fact he seemed to be blackmailing her with her assignment and his knowledge of her past, tormented me. I knew that I would have to get my mind off thinking about Scarlet and her endeavours with Jerk. But as I focused my mind on the laptop screen before me, images of Scarlet’s body moving in sync with Jerk’s just k

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

I was right beside the body that reeked of blood and hot tar, but I wanted to see… just to be sure it was who I was thinking… I dragged myself to it and stretched out my hand to slowly grasp the collar of a coat, sliding it away from the face. Scorpio's eyes drilled into me as I stared at him, too shocked and frozen to move. His dark red eyes were wide and piercing, as if I was in a nightmare. His skin had been shaved clean off from where he must have landed on the hard tar road and was oozing pus. His blood had dried in black clumps around his cheeks and forehead, but most of it was still trickling down underneath the jacket.

“That Scar Icegard is your mate. The same one that was stolen from his family years ago. The same one that was stolen from you years ago.” Tears flood my vision, distorting everything. I sway again, the paper slipping from my fingers and fluttering to the floor. My hands fly to my head, gripping tightly, like I can hold the world together if I just press hard enough. How is this possible? How is he here? How did this all happen? Scar, a werewolf? A vampire? How? “Scar is a werewolf?” I ask, confusion choking the words as a sob claws its way up my throat.

He muttered to his self * Sophia got to her room and started finding something in her closet, she took out a white fetish thing, and licking it her eyes shone brightly “I will never let you come back to your senses...I’m your Luna not even Hazel can save you from my wrath Sophia's eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intensity as she continued to lavish attention on the fetish, her whispers growing more urgent and menacing. The air around her seemed to vibrate with dark energy, and the shadows in the room appeared to twist and writhe in response to her magic. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Alpha Noah entered, his eyes glassy and unfocused.

Silco taps her chin up gently: “Hey, no shame, princess. Love is never wrong. You gave him some of the most valuable things in the world, and that’s never a fault. He didn’t take good care of that valuable, then shame on HIM. Could you have handled things better? Probably. But that doesn’t give anyone the right to hurt you, in any way.” Scar looks up at Silco, biting her lips to force her eyes not to get wet. Silco’s eyes pull her in with all the care and understanding, pure without even a shred of dirt, unlike her so-called family ever was. She feels close to this man, more than anyone in her life right now, when ironically, his identity remains the most mysterious. “Who are you...?” Scar m

I looked at him. He was determined. Brave. Loyal. "Okay," I said. "Together." We walked toward the anchor. The liquid glowed. The wires pulsed. The anchor was waiting. I reached for it. My fingers touched the surface. The connection was immediate. I felt the Apex's consciousness. Ancient. Powerful. Desperate. It recognized me. Scarlett. Apex. You can't destroy me. I can try. You'll die. Maybe. I focused.

Nathan says also trying to help out his friend "does he deal with scorpios?" Chase asks ajaxs. The scorpios are a rival gang of the hunters "I don't know, if he was then we can't hurt him, not yet anyway." Ajax says looking annoyed Jasper tries to get his words out but they don't get registered in his own head "but- he nearly killed her!" "but he didn't, nearly. Jasper. But she's alive." Ajax murmurs, jasper now just sits down thinking.

Not that he cared about the snoopy bloodeye, but he realized that he wasn’t able to control his strength and went overboard just because he was led by his feelings. Meanwhile, Juste and Chastine have had some bad encounter with none other than Juste’s current nemesis, Scion, the army commander of their clan. Not only did Scion burnt each southern thorny wolfbane he could find around the region, he also decided to revisit the pair and take the diary of Juste’s mother to burn it before his very eyes. Among the three, Juste was clearly the most devastated. He was starting to feel that their quest was all for naught.

Had the charm that had captivated others within the pack also taken hold of him? The turmoil within me deepened as I struggled to reconcile my feelings. The combination of Scar's newfound interest in Zoey and my own unresolved feelings from the past created a storm of emotions that threatened to consume me. I wanted to believe in the strength of our bond, in Scar's unwavering loyalty, but the fear of repeating history loomed large in my mind.