Jade Blood Homestuck Novels & Stories

Chase's jaw locked so hard I heard his teeth grind from three feet away, fury rolling off him in waves, as if I had personally reached into the moon goddess's design and rewritten his brother's fate out of spite. Then Jace laughed. It wasn't warm. It wasn't disbelief. It was low, slow, and cruel, curling through the silence like smoke. "Well," he said, dragging his gaze over me the way you'd inspect something you were about to throw away, "I suppose even the righteous moon goddess makes mistakes. Look at you — a mate built like a burden instead of a wolf." He started toward me, and every step closed the distance between us while the bond in my chest pulled tighter, sweeter now instead of pai

Zara let out. ‘No, no, no! We can’t let her go just like that. We need her!’ Drew practically screamed. “Will you be able to survive out on your own in a new kingdom?” Zara thought about it for a couple of seconds. “I could wait tables and carry out other menial jobs until I found my footing.” I reached for her wrist and lifted it, my hand wrapping around her delicate wrist. “What about this?” We both looked at the brand on her wrist, dark and bright. A Lycan devouring another lycan under the red light of a moon eclipse. It could be identified from a mile away.

Jayden pleads with her. “What?” Jade shook her head. “It doesn’t matter I have to go and get your blood. I will be back in a bit. My fiancee' will be home soon and I have to be back in bed.” Jade left the basement and headed into the kitchen. Turning on the light, she found some human blood at the bottom of the fridge. Closing it, she hurried back down to the basement. She knew her time was getting very limited, and hoped Gage wouldn’t catch her.

Her heartbeat began to come up and then it stabilized. We left her mind and I took over from Lore to meet yet another morning. My body was physically weak and drained but I paid attention to Jade and noticed she now has a heartbeat and her color has returned to normal. But why wasn’t she yet up and why can’t I feel a wolf in her?

Jade was a werewolf, and she was a half-blood, with the powers of the Soul Gem. At the thought of her late mother, tears welled up in her eyes and she cried. She sobbed quietly for a moment, mourning the loss of the woman that had taken her in and raised her as her own. She would forever love Maria, but now she had to find out who her real parents were. The first thing she had to do was to unravel the mystery surrounding her birth. Since she was a half-blood, it meant one of her parents had been a werewolf and had fallen in love with a human. But why had she been abandoned? Didn't they want her?

Jade grabbed his shoulder and tried to restrain him. That caused the first disagreement between them. Jhon kept insisting, but kissed her hands. However, the girl didn't seem very happy about this. She didn't know how to stop him. Until a knock on the door made them both stop. Jade got up from her wife's legs and stood in front of it to protect it. The door was ripped off the house and a Lycan with almost no hair and red eyes entered the house. Jade felt very scared. It was obvious that this person was doing it all because he wanted to, he was a Lycan who controlled himself.

The Phoenix's Anchor The Entity stumbled. The darkness was attacking the "Logic" shard within them, telling the Sovereignty that it was mathematically impossible to survive a total deletion. Jade realized she was the only thing left that wasn't made of code. She wasn't a program; she was the fire. "You can't delete a heart, Julian!" Jade roared. She dove through the gray static, her Phoenix flames burning blue-white as they fought the void. She didn't attack Julian; she wrapped her wings around the Entity—around her son and her husband.

He pulled his brows when he felt his chest pull and he let out a deep sigh. Julianne’s emotions are strong this time, and even though he has been trying to endure all these while, he can’t ignore this one. Good thing his friends brought it up before he would tell them by himself. He had actually wanted to go to her, but he also didn’t want to leave them to do the work alone. Turning his feet, he left the forest at once. The first place he knew to go to was the dormitory. He needed a few bottles of blood to keep his thirst under control. Lately, he has been consuming more than normal and also trying hard not to drink from anyone. Julianne’s emotions are draining him more than she realizes.

She was holding a human head. Gasps rippled through the crowd as Jade walked to the center, her steps heavy yet purposeful. Without a moment’s hesitation, she threw the head to the ground, and it rolled to a stop. Jade’s father stumbled forward, his voice trembling as he stared at the grisly sight. “Isn’t that… Alpha Jericho?” A slow, sinister grin spread across Jade’s face, her eyes gleaming with a feral satisfaction. “Yes, it is,” she said, her voice cool and deadly. “And it’s my present to you all.”

POV: Jade She was not a witch. Not yet. But she’d started to dream in sigils—spirals that curled behind her eyelids, a taste of salt she couldn’t rinse, the word listen waking as a bruise under her tongue. Jade stood in the ritual circle Autumn had carved weeks ago, arms trembling as she held a copper bowl filled with ash, lavender, and her own blood. Her hoodie was a map of salt streaks; wax had laced the edges of her boots like frost. The room wasn’t cold, but her breath fogged anyway—the way mirrors fog when something tries to remember you.