Olive Blood Homestuck Novels & Stories

Not some vulnerable defenseless punk. I caught sight of my reflection on the glass father had set down. My eyes were glowing, a bright orange red. Like flames. The ember stirred in my chest, responding to the anger coiling tighter and tighter inside me. Father had kicked off the desk, his eyes widened slightly as he took in the sight in front of him. He pressed his lips into a thin line and took a step closer to me. “Oliver,” his voice came out softer this time. “You need to calm—”

Olive forwarded the manuscript to the dubbing host and said, "d******d the host's dubbing yourself later, and call me if you have any questions. I have to get back to writing the outline." "Okay." Andrew began his show, "Loneliness is the only way for the strong!” "…" Olive didn't work overtime today, so she went home after writing the outline. Opening the door, Olive habitually reached out to touch the switch and suddenly found that the light was on. She paused and glanced subconsciously at the position of the sofa. The living room was still empty. There were several more shoeboxes on the porch, which were now built into several floors high and neat.

It seemed to be reaching out toward Cassian, like a dog straining at a leash. "The Velvet Oath is not a contract written in ink," Cassian said, stepping closer. The air around him felt electric, charged with a power she couldn't name. "It is a blood-bond with the void. It kept this world stable for centuries, fed by the lineage of the Vale and the Dray. When your mother fled, the balance broke. The shadows grew restless. They began to hunt on their own." He held out a hand. "You feel it, don't you? The ache in your chest? The feeling that you’ve been fasting for a lifetime?"

Dominic asked him. Hudson groaned and turned away from them. Ethan chuckled as they all cracked smiles and Cooper shoved his hands in his pockets. “First thoughts were that Gage killed the motherfucker,” Cooper said. “Exactly. I don’t need my brothers at war with each other. Gage didn’t do it and neither did I, but someone carved him up like a fucking Thanksgiving turkey,” Dominic said. “I bet his blood spurted everywhere,” Ethan said as he looked at Hudson. Dominic chuckled as Hudson groaned. “A river of fucking blood and guts. I’ve heard that intestines are slippery as fuck.”

“If this gets me killed, I’m haunting you.” “Wouldn’t be the first ghost I’ve met.” “Then I’ll make sure I’m the loudest.” She pressed her hand to the runes. For a heartbeat, nothing happened — then her mark burned to life. The seal flared white, the ancient stone groaning as it split open. The air rushed inward, carrying a scent that made her skin crawl. Blood. Old, dried, and layered with incense and ash. Zevran’s jaw tensed. “They’ve been using this place again.”

A small smile crept across my lips. One of the treasures I gained from helping that foolish woman… Morrisa. I hovered the amulet against the wound. Warm energy spread through my arm. The flesh began knitting itself together. Few minutes later… The wound was gone. Just as the healing finished, a howl echoed through the forest. Not one of mine. Celdor’s wolves had found my scent. I chuckled darkly. “Good.” I reached beneath my cloak and pulled out a small bottle, then drank its contents slowly.

She pauses looking at Hunter. Hunter slashes his palm with a claw and Bonnie follows suit. They clasp their bloodied hands together across the table. Blood runs down to their elbows and drips off. "I Hunter Isaiah Richardson, future Alpha of Moonstone pack swear to the moon, that I will never prevent Diana from leaving my pack" Hunter says. "I accept your oath" Bonnie says as she nods her head. "That's it" I say "No more arguments because you did some stupid handshake?" "Shhhhhhhhh" Orion says putting one finger to his lips.

Within seconds, his bone shifted and fur burst across his skin without hesitation. The transformation ended with a powerful silver-black wolf standing tall amongst others. He was proud and beautiful at the same time. “Now this is better.” He murmured. The pack spread through the trees, hunting silently. Kaelen and Rowan moved at the front, but they felt something strange. There should have been prey within the forest, but everywhere was quiet like a graveyard. Do you hear that? Ravok whispered, and Kaelen stilled. There was nothing exactly to hear at first, but suddenly, a scent followed the wind that almost made him puke. It smelled like rotten blood mixed with a bitter scent that could eas

There is a sense of tightness that continues to stick, as if you don't want to get out of place anymore. After sprinkling the flowers, Olivia started pouring rose water. She cried, every time the rose water flowed down the mound of earth, that's when Olivia dropped the teardrops that ended up on Olivia's cheeks. “Olivia will go home first, okay? Tomorrow if there is still a chance to come here, Olivia will definitely come here,” he whispered to the two graves containing lifeless people. "Olivia is home." Olivia closed the conversation after slowly wiping her tears and clearing her sobs. Olivia with a heavy heart, must leave here, because the night wind here is getting colder.