Indigo Blood Homestuck Novels & Stories

Making it something we can not go back on even if we wanted to. I walk to the cupboard where I keep the Golden Claw chalice so I can induct Dysnomia into the pack . “We’ll never be able to hide from her again after this,” Gunther groans like a pup that is having his nose rubbed through his accident on the carpet. I cut my hand and let my blood flow into the chalice, Dysnomia follows suit and cuts her hand as well. When her and my blood are mixed I take a sip and hand the chalice to Dysnomia. She takes a sip of our mixed blood.

Would you like to try on your own this time? Her eyes widen, and she shifts anxiously, but she nods eagerly enough after a brief moment of consideration. She turns her back on the rest of the club, hiding her face as she carefully nips open her index finger. A bead of dark blood wells at the swell of her fingertip, and she presses it to the white expanse of her sclera. The crimson spreads rapidly, fading to scarlet, then pink, before disappearing altogether. She repeats the process to her other eye, then stares into the distance for a moment. ‘Call to the power within your blood,’ Canus reminds her.

Saratan’s P.O.V "I own you, little vessel." His breath was icy against my neck as he leaned in, “Every drop of the blood thrumming through your veins belongs to me… and when you bore me, I’ll drain and stuff you." My pulse thudded erratically and I couldn't help the helpless tears that slid from my eyes, "P-please, don't kill me, I don’t want to be a blood vessel…" I whimpered, feeling my bladder give up on me and wetness flooded my thighs.

"You drank it, my blood, pure vampire blood. Now you are part of the Haltz Clan and my right hand." Al immediately wiped his mouth roughly, "Why are you being so arbitrary!?" he said annoyed. "Oh yeah...? That's just how I am," he replied coldly. #to be continued in Chapter 3.1 - Ignored

A strap tied his thick curls back, and he had secured an ancient-looking blade to his back. He was lethal. And as she watched his claws sink into the flesh of Alpha Kai's neck, she had never been more grateful. "She. Is. Mine." Evander snarled, his eyes shining yellow. A tarp now covered the shattered windows of the office, and someone had cleaned up most of the evidence of yesterday's saga. But as a fresh crack in the plaster appeared under Alpha Kai's body, a wave of guilt passed over Sapphira, and as Alpha Kai started to make a gurgling sound, her fingers found Evander's arm.

My eyes began to glow with its telepathic green auroua as I reached into her mind. This time, both of us were standing in the middle of her mind as the background around us shifted into a hollow , purple space . " There! " Cynosore said as she pointed out one of the Scapegoats in the back of the horde. We could feel the magentic pulse coming from the iron in her blood grow faint and weak. " Indigo must have place mental borders around mind . " I said. " I need to get close to before I can knock her out. "

She didn’t stir. The firelight danced across her skin as I leaned forward. The blood on the blade shimmered—black-red, heavy with the weight of heritage. Blackwell blood. Cursed. Stained. But still mine. Still bound to her by the vow we’d made. "In blood and bone, until the veil breaks." --- I pressed the blade against the symbol. It hissed. Not from the steel—but from the symbol itself. As if it recognized my blood. As if it hated me for it.

"The... the tether... it’s the only line left. If the carriage drops... the child’s baseline... will be formatted by the impact." "We're not dropping, Dante," I whispered, my teeth grinding together until my gums bled. I reached out with my left hand, wrapping my fingers around his massive, matted ear while my right arm held the little girl against my heart. I didn't push the baseline debt down this time. I drew the raw, unrefined Lycan marrow-ore straight out of his chest, combining it with the pitch-black Void inside my pelvis until my skin started to crack, emitting thin, vertical tendrils of light-drinking shadow.

I lifted my eyelids and tried to focus on Jinx shaking his head and mumbling about something not being good. "The beast infected Noah's shadow wolf's blood. It's going to alter his DNA and mind and hopefully not cause his darkness to overrun him," Dagon murmured in regret. I looked up at him and said no. My eyes closed and I must have fainted. I woke up again sometime later with an IV in my arm and gold blood flowing within it. I sat up and glanced around the pack room in my lodge that still stood. The blood was bagged and not from a living source. I yelled out and a lovely woman came in. I recalled that her name was Sara. She came in and started to remove the needle from my arm.