Homestuck Trickster Novels & Stories

I trusted my husband of three years. Completely. Until he muttered in his sleep, "My little treasure, Daddy's taking you and Mommy to the new house tomorrow." That's when I knew. He wasn't just cheating. He had a bastard on the way. In the darkness, I made a vow. This heartless man was going to pay. It was 3 AM. Vincent mumbled something in his sleep. I was about to roll over, but then I made out the words.

Henry and Karen went upstairs—no one spared me a second glance. My body ached as if it were falling apart. I clung to the wall and crawled back to my room. In the mirror, a twenty-year-old face was paired with a fifty-year-old body—absurd, terrifying. I stretched out my dried, brittle hand and, with yellowed nails, carved deep into my arm. The sharp sting came immediately, and red marks bloomed. I repeated it over and over until my arms were streaked in red and my strength was spent. Then I slept.

I waited for him to defend himself, to justify, or to turn this into another power play. He didn’t. Tristan ran a hand through his dark hair, exhaling slowly. “You’re right. I made mistakes. I should have found a better way. The night at the gala, I was using the proxy to manage the curse. The pain… it’s worse than I let most people see. Glenn let me step outside of it for a few hours. When I caught you trying to pick my pocket, something shifted. You looked at me, really looked at me, without knowing the title or the pack or the money. No fear of what I represented. Just… you being bold, desperate and real in your skin. I didn’t plan to follow you after that. But I couldn’t stop thinking ab

"Tristan is a creature of habit, Vance. When the main branch of a tree begins to rot, the parasitic vine that was cut away always moves back toward the trunk to feed on the remains. He thinks Adrian’s weakness is his opportunity to seize the crown." "Tristan isn't like his brother," Vance warned, his jaw tensing as he reached down, his large, warm hand flat against the glass, just an inch away from Noah’s keyboard. He leaned down lower, his face close to Noah’s ear, his voice dropping into a territorial, quiet growl. "Adrian is driven by his emotions, his pride, and his sudden, pathetic obsession with you. He fights like an alpha trapped in a cage. But Tristan is a cold, clinical thief. Six

Wednesday is supposed to be my rest day but there's this feeling that I wanna hang out with him so I nod agreeing to have some ice cream and chick flick this coming Wednesday with him. "See you on Wednesday then." He said with a hint of excitement in the tone of his voice. He was about to head out of the house when I suddenly grab his shoulder causing him to stop and look at me with a sweet smile. "Okay. I know this is weird but I have this feeling that I've known you since forever. I don't easily trust people but with you around, it feels different. Are you a necromancer? Are you using black magic and trying to compel me into doing whatever it is that you want me to do?" I asked and within

Enrico grew up knowing that traitors were the worst kind of race and that they should be liquidated as soon as possible. He waited for the accountant to come closer, patience is essential in this business. In a sudden movement, Enrico passed the rope around the man's neck who, instinctively, struggled to survive. "You fucking traitor." He imposed all his strength tightening the rope more and more, the man searched frantically through the air without being able to free himself from his tormentor. "I'll teach you not to mess with my family". Holding it between chin and head, he turned the traitor's neck to the opposite side and snapped his neck.

He nodded, "Well, I knew for certain that you were my type, personality wise. And I also found you incredibly hot, I still do, by the way, and it only made things worse. The only way I could stop myself from taking anything further with you was to convince my mind that you were like my sister. On that would make trick it that you were completely off-limits to me." "I can't believe you're telling this to me now." I groaned and slapped my palms over my eyes, "I had a crush on you!" "And it made things worse for me." He said, "Resisting you was harder because I was aware that you were within my reach. That I could have you if I wanted to, but I had to bloody resist the temptation. It was like h

Excited for that time to come, waiting for it to arrive, planning, training, expecting it. But then Alastair made me a deal, one I was all too eager to accept. He knew how bored I was with the waiting. He knew how to entice me to accept such a horrible deal. A deal only a child would have lost. So I accepted it only to realize it was a trap. I became trapped in the human world, only given a quarter of my power, my name stripped from my lips and my true form trapped beneath my skin. I didn’t understand what I had truly agreed to until it was too late.

Post after post, all painting the same picture: that I had cheated first, that he was just a brokenhearted man seeking comfort. This was Alaric's idea of "making me pay"? His little games had less sting than a mosquito bite. My best friend was furious but couldn't help laughing. "The best part? He buried himself. The old Alpha found out and put him on lockdown. Even issued a public statement — Alaric was the one who cheated, and your arranged mating was perfectly legitimate." I smiled. Not that the old Alpha even needed to intervene. Everyone knew Dorian was the chosen successor, and I was the pack's future Luna.

"We need to figure out how to get out of this hole." Jinx began to crawl around the alcove, running his paws over the carvings on the wall. They were dealing with the Trickster, which meant there was a trick here somewhere. He just had to find it. The chirping was getting louder, sending more words at Jinx. Unsettling ones at that. "If you can't deal with the traitor how will you rule your own heart? Carry on only when you understand the importance of trust." "Trust is overrated," Jinx muttered, pausing at a particularly odd set of glyphs. "And if the old demon wants to betray me, he's going to do it no matter what I do. He's the least of my worries right now."