Virgo Homestuck Novels & Stories

bruh! Vasilio fell when a furry creature punched his jaw and took over Arlcia who was still bleeding thick and colorful. He snorted when he knew it was Zeno's damn Lycan form, when he turned around he could also see the charismatic Morgan with blue hair coming panting, his face contorted in worry.

"Something you should have had all along. What you do with it now is your choice. Suffer and die, or suffer and try to make things right. Either way, you're going to feel what you made others feel." She stares at me, something breaking in her expression. Then she bows her head. "I'll make amends." The words are barely whisper. "I'll try. I don't know if I can fix what I broke, but I'll try." "Then start by telling us your real name." Phoenix crosses his arms. "No more stolen identities, no more masks." She's quiet for so long I think she won't answer. Then she speaks, voice raw. "Morgan. Morgan Hayes. I was born in the Northern ancient Territories, cast out of my pack when I was nineteen for

The payment from ‘Next Girls’ had been credited to her account right after she left, so Isabella told Lucius, “In a few days, I’ll have to go to school. You can come with me to buy some dorm supplies.” “Dorm? You’re going to live in a dorm?” Lucius’s face turned tense at the mention of the dormitory. He pouted and said, “Are you going to abandon me?” With only the two of them in this home, it would be meaningless for Lucius to be left alone if Isabella were gone. Isabella had been away for over a month during the ‘Next Girls’ training camp, and Lucius still wasn’t quite used to it. Thinking about this, Lucius suddenly pulled Isabella into his embrace, burying his head in her neck and mutteri

Viremont Academy was supposed to be the pinnacle of supernatural education, but it was really just a gilded cage where the rich kids played pretend with their inherited power. I despised the mundane politics and the fragile egos that shattered the moment a real threat walked into the room, so watching this girl defy them was highly entertaining. "I saw Darian Varric look the other way when you walked past his pack," I remarked casually, and I watched her shoulders tense at the mention of the wolf. "D-Darian is dealing with his own problems, and I don't need a babysitter to help me eat breakfast," she said, but a brief flash of hurt cracked through her tough exterior before she buried it agai

Vera snarled as she pulled on her hair. "Damn it! Why? Why would you do that? Bloody stalker. You've been stalking me!" She demanded. Rhayghar had tears in his eyes from the pain of getting his tongue bitten. It still throbbed, but he couldn't resist to answer. "I told you I don't want to share you. If you had simply told me about Fenriz and your task, I wouldn't have dug deeper. Ouch, my tongue is bleeding." Vera sighed defeatedly. She didn't try to protest or argue that she wasn't the Rogue Huntress. Getting up, she went to the broken window and peeled out. Winds howled and spiraled outside with snow. She closed her eyes and channeled her emotions into calming down.

shimmering silhouettes of the people the Union had lost during the great migration. "It’s a 'Holographic-Feedback-Loop'," Vane reported, her voice hushed with awe. "The planet is using the 'Sovereignty-Virus' as a template to reconstruct the 'Deleted-Data' of our ancestors. My grandfather is standing in the foundry, Audrey. He’s not solid, but he’s 'Operating' the hammers. He’s teaching the new smiths the 'Rhythm-of-the-Iron' that we lost during the Deep-Winter."

Havermouth, Present Time Meguitte’s mate was the Van Helsings’ torturer Sparrow. Sigrid strode along the street, the skirt of her dress snapping around her legs, and her hair blowing around her face, whilst her mind tossed over frantically all the complications involved with that revelation. “Sigrid,” Greg caught at her hand tugging her back and she paused to glance at him. He was slightly out of breath. “Not all of us are vampires.”

‘He’s going to be a pillar that ends all this separation, I can feel it ’ Vinshi thought his eyes staring at the figure disappearing at high speeds, he kicked away the rock and resumed his walk heading to the clan compound. Hae Mo-su carrying Rogue landed on the porch of his house and the latter jumped off from the cloud and it disappeared. For the umpteenth time that night he sighed, nervous as well as he had no idea how they would welcome his return after two long years… but he needed not to hesitate, well that’s what he told himself and opened the door. “I’m home.” Footstep rushed from the corridor down to the living room and Lucifer threw herself at Rogue. She could feel his dominating p

I was living a fine uneventful life, excluding the half-vampire part, of course. “Alice, you are my and Viona’s daughter. There’s no doubt in that.” Haron repeated once he saw my lost expression. I was brought out of my thoughts by his words that still sounded foreign. I should have felt moved or emotional I guess. But contrary to that, I felt calm. Or maybe I was emotionless.

She stared into his eyes, realizing a truth. “You saved me from your people, didn't you?” “Well, boomer.” “Why?” “Although inside of you is godess Xenia energy, you're still the Saintess of Lagsu district. Don't worry, I'll find a way for you to live a normal life again and I'm really happy I can bring you back.” “But—” “—Enough Saintess, you should rest early, you're hurt.” Violet stared at the stormy blue eyes gazing into hers intently. She froze. Was that love she was seeing in his eyes? That wasn't right.