Meenah Homestuck Novels & Stories

Meshach said in his mind "And then I will make her the happiest person in the world" Meshach concluded "With things that happened here, it shows me that Jane is better than Janifer but yet my senseless brother uses her like rag" Shadrach thinks ★★ ★★ ★NANA'S HOME★ A car was shown as it drives into the compound, and with just a single huRN the door opened as iit drive's in Nana was shown to be the one to come out of the car A call rang on her phone and she leaked it

Then she looks down at our hands and revives her smile to say with admiration, “You were born special, it was obvious. Our parents were just so blinded by talent and all that crap I got obsessed about. You have the most exceptional gift to have our kind at your feet.” “You stay safe, and don’t be lenient on him,” She frowns down at Andreas and I flush stupidly. “I should be back in a few days so don’t worry too much. I’m Stella Strauneuff, the Mule Huntress! I won’t be taken down so easily.” I smile as I watch Dyrean lead her out of the bedroom amidst their cold exchanges, and I sit back to tend to my ill Vampire while Mei takes Ochea out of the bedroom. It’s just me and him now with the mor

Zach asked. "Dad, are you out of your mind?" Eugene interrupted. "Mommy Zayla just had a baby! Of course, she's weak right now. You should find Joey and have her make some chicken soup for Mommy Zayla!" Before Zach could respond, Eugene snatched his phone from his hand. "Mr. Stewart, how much did my mom pay you to help her with this act?" Eugene grinned mischievously. "Me and Dad will pay you double what she did!"

Syra groans again, collapsing back into the couch. “Ughhh I’m always so damn hungry. I finished a bag of baby carrots on the ride here… and hated every second of it.” She pauses to shovel more meat into her mouth. “Like why do I want food but hate everything? Except steak. Steak understands me.” Neema smirks. “Steak is your soulmate now?” “Yes. Adrian’s my second,” she mutters. We all laugh. But then Syra perks up, blinking. “By the way—what’s going on with Moonclaw? It’s been a while. Weren’t we supposed to meet the Crownstar two days ago? It was postponed, right?”

I walked to the center of the stage and accepted the microphone, then calmly swept my gaze across the hall. "Good afternoon, everyone. I am Stardust, creator of 'Moonfall on Leviathan.' And my real name is Maeve Rosethorn." The hall erupted in an uproar. Danika staggered back, looking ashen-faced, while Alder's thoughts hit me like a massive, crushing tidal wave. [Maeve is Stardust? How is that even possible? [The legendary, genius artist I spent six months trying to track down, who I was willing to pay any price to work with, was sleeping beside me this whole time!]