Homestuck Virgo の小説・ストーリー

She didn’t care, though, and only advised that I pinned the pregnancy on the Alpha since he’s been sleeping with me anytime he wanted. “That doesn’t matter, my child, you can still decide to pin it on him. We can play the card of maybe the blood cleanser expired, after all, isn’t a human pregnant with his child?? So why can’t you, a strong she-wolf, be carrying his child?” Mom said, and I paused to think about it. That indeed made sense. Maybe, just maybe, the plan could still work. “Hello Vi, are you listening to me?” Mom asked, and I nodded as if she could see me.

viro:- mam shall I kill you? Leo whispers in Viro's ear. Leo:- calm down my love. she gets on her feet, viro was lesbian, she was in deeply in love with Leo, and she can do anything for her, she can give her life. no:- you are not the only one who has close bonding. no, and Neo kiss each other they both are gay and have made a sexual relationship with each other many times, their trust is so strong, if one gets hurt other gut feels something is wrong,

However, Vireo, who had just been released from prison, was in such despair that the sky above him was gray. He was thinking that in the next moment, he may be going to live under the bridge, and from then on, he would join the band of homeless vagrants for the rest of his life. Because what was home? Did he have a home? Who should he blame? Should he blame his biological father who made him? Since he did not want him, why did he have him? Should he blame his biological mother? Since she did not want him, why did she give birth to him? He did not willingly come into this world. Why did she give birth to him, but so heartlessly sold him off? What had he done wrong? He just needed a home. A ho

"It was...unexpected. I have sparked for another fae before. She chose someone else. I wasn't expecting to have sparked for the Spring Queen. A second spark is nearly unheard of." "And yet, you are already reaching your potential, Horned God." Viridios inclined his head at Beckett. "I imagine Tobin and Jayce will have similar awakenings. Especially as you are all name-bound to the Halfling. We must consult Danu as soon as possible. The wild Magick is moving in ways that are unpredictable. The longer that we do not seek counsel from the Mother, the more this will become convoluted. What are your plans, boys? Will there be a fight for the Halfling's affections?"

"So I'll continue. When this place was built, I'd spent like...let's say...one and half- ish years living here. It was finished and a new couple moved in. They had two teenage daughters and looked a bit...weird, I won't lie, they looked weird. They also lived a wayward life. Always throwing parties every night, when they weren't throwing parties, they were attending them, returning home as late as three pm. They were so rude and arrogant that I had to give them some space. I didn't relate with them after I realized their wayward lifestyle. Anyway, suddenly, one evening, one of their daughters knocked my door. The older one I think that one was...probably sixteen - seventeen or so. She came

How could they see forgiveness in Hogster’s eyes? “I know you have your reasons for doing this, so I won’t blame you for it. Now that you've restored your appearance, come home with me. Let us have a good life, and the wedding will go on as scheduled.” Hogster had decided. After marrying Vanna, he would torture her in every way possible. So what if she was a pampered young heiress? After falling into his hands, she could forget about a good outcome. Besides, it was simply payback. She went out of line first. No matter how much he tortured her, it was his right!

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

Violet Even the warm water couldn’t prevent my body from the cold that reached through my veins. No… It couldn’t be true. Adelaide, Alaric—there were nothing but names. Nobodies. They weren’t my parents because mine had already passed away. Claire and Greg from the Bloodrose pack. I was Violet Hastings, a werewolf, meant to be a healer. I wasn’t— My thoughts faded as tears reached the corner of my eyes. No matter how much I wanted to deny it, everything started to make sense. The isolated upbringing, the consistent issue with my eyes, the whispers growing up, the prophecies…the connection to Adelaide, and even the way the Soothsayer had addressed me.

I told Viola what happened when Holly caught up to me this time, four days ago and I told her about my mate that I was forced to reject and that wolf that seemed familiar even though I don't know how. She listened quietly when I told her and without a word she hugged me hard. All my feelings came crashing down and I broke down in a crying mess in my cousin's arms. Right now i'm helping viola with her flowers and plants, all witches are bound to an element, viola is an earth witch just like her mom and our grandmother, my mom is an air witch, holly is bound to the fire element and sky is an metal elements and me, yeah i am neither.