Sagittarius Homestuck Novels & Stories

He searched it up and sat reading. Sagittarius are typically outspokenly optimistic extroverts who elicit respect and affection from everyone they come into contact with. They are loyal, smart, assertive and compassionate. They are one-of-a-kind, talented and have impeccable discernment. “Holy crap!” Cory muttered, wiping a hand over his face. “Did you pay Gooogle off to write this shit?” Quinn turned and in the light of the movie playing her grin was too much. He reached out and covered her face with one hand. “Stop gloating.”

"Lyra You don't get it, do you? You're Sage's Luna now. Being a Mickleson means any enemy of ours remains your enemy." I hissed, "It most definitely isn't; can you even hear yourself for goodness sake?" I was getting frustrated. I hated being trapped in a cage. "Xavier took Sage's mate away from him. Veronica was his mate before Xavier stepped in, and there's a lot more to it than just that. Now think about it: do you think Sage would let the same happen?" I was taken aback by his confession but again could keep shut, trying to point out the fact that Sage and I's relationship is nothing short of a contract.

Ian asked, holding up a handwritten card. Sage glanced at the card, noticing her carefully written signature and the hand-drawn heart. They represented her deep love and affection. But those were relics of her past life. She had been reborn after that day. If Ian hadn't brought it up now, she would have long forgotten about its existence. "Yes," Sage replied plainly. Upon hearing Sage's simple yet indifferent response, Ian's eyes dimmed. His hopeful heart sank. "Is there anything else?" Sage asked. Seeing Sage about to leave, Ian brought up another question, "What should we do with the items in Solaris Estate?"

My life can't get any stranger. Sawyer- How about this, Wilkes gave me the good on Hummer. I know where his juice comes from. Huck- Great, I’ll call you when I find out if I’m a witch. Sawyer- Think men are called Warlocks. Huck- Am I still a Warlock if I like it with other Warlocks? Sawyer- You will always be a Warlock to me. I love you. Huck- I love you too. BTW, Teresa is funny as shit! Talk soon.

Sir Zuka chuckled, sitting back again. “Yeah, yeah.” He hummed, waving his hand to not bother about his words as they went over his head also to his discontent. “Anyways, was it about Tristan or anything else too?” Zadicus asked nonchalantly, pausing to touch his book and start reading it again. “Umm… You remember the Sage’s Household?” Sir Zuka asked hesitantly. “Yeah, who doesn’t? Mr and Mrs Sage went on the S-Tier quest, did they return?” Zadicus asked, not apprehending where this conversation was leading.

She giggles, covering her eyes. " Saw what?" " Sage and Hades on the bed. Hades has such a good body, his muscles looked so good, so defined and he even has eight packs. Can you believe it? Eight fucking packs." She laughs, blushing all red. " You saw everything?" I was ashamed of her acts. She just can't peek into people's rooms. Sage would be embarrassed if she heard this. Wait . . . Sage and Hades. They were doing it. Sage gave in so quickly. How can she trust him!? He's just a stranger and after all this, she still gave in so quick.

Sage pov My mind is seriously fucked up. I keep thinking about the strange man I encountered. No one's ever seen me when I’m in my assassin mode. That man got me to tell him my name and what I intended to do. I run my hand through my hair and pull it over my stupidity of not using a better protection spell. I ditched my swords in a hollowed-out tree and transformed into a raven, flying back towards the Elderon estate to spy on a strange man named Trevan. Little did I know, he already knew what I had done and what I was about to do. It was late in the evening when I flew towards his room and saw the light still on. I landed on a small ledge outside of the glass wall and peered inside. I grin

Considering that my destiny was to be at Alpha Heron’s side as his pack’s witch when Mom and Dad retire. Majorly crushing on Sage since my thirteenth birthday, he's been the God-sent man that I wanted to spend my life with. When I discovered that he was a man-whore, I didn't care. I wished only for him to recognize me as a woman ― his woman. Then he began to obliquely express interest in me. We flirted and he kissed me once but stopped himself from crossing boundaries.

she mumbled when she drew away slightly, resting her forehead on mine. "Yeah, this is really a good morning," I murmured, bending across the car's middle console and cupped her jaw. Tilting my head, I placed my lips on hers again in a surging kiss. Sage seemed astounded at my sudden advance but reciprocated nonetheless, kissing me back with the same passion. Our heads danced back and forth as we fought for dominance but eventually, I won by biting her lower lip and nibbling it between mine. I heard a little gasp from Sage, urging me to deepen the kiss by gently shoving my tongue which earned another moan from my mate.

"Clinging to the hollow shell of a marriage? You make it sound so noble. It's you who's been pestering Susanne all along. Yet, you still dare to say, right to my face, that Susanne is your wife? "You must have a death wish for trying to hit on my fiancee. I'm gonna make sure the whole world sees what a shameless homewrecker you are!" Stanley blocked the door to stop anyone from entering or leaving the restroom, then pulled out his phone to record a video. "Check this out, everyone. This homewrecker has been trying to seduce my fiancee. My fiancee ignored him, but he still wouldn't give up. Now he's followed us all the way to our workplace. Are homewreckers these days really this shameless?"