Be Wherever You Are Steven Universe Novels & Stories

Steven replied. “Do you require any assistance?” Nathan inquired. “No, I shall manage. Besides, I am quite efficient, as you well know,” Steven stated. “Very well, take care of yourself,” Ethan advised. “Indeed, thank you,” Steven responded cheerfully. Steven felt a sense of joy due to his successful infiltration of Ethan’s computer. However, before departing, he made a peculiar remark: “See you on the other side.” Ethan did not comprehend the significance of this statement, but dismissed it and returned to his work.

“I almost forgot to introduce myself. I’m Sherriff Gustav Bernard, from the Sapphire Mountain PD.” That was all Steven needed to know as all the fight left his body and he looked up at Gustav in horror. “Now, be a good boy and pack your stuff, will you? I don’t think this hospital will be needing your services anymore.” “P-please…” Steven managed to stutter out. “Oh? What was that?” Gustav pretended to have difficulty hearing as he placed his hand on his earlobe. “You want me to make this video viral on social media?” Steven Hallow didn’t need any more invitation. Scrambling on all fours, he all but crawled away from us before getting up on his feet and running for his dear life.

Survival was an everyday struggle. S.T.A.Y debuted 3 years ago on July 31st, 2014. Our debut album 'Horizon' had been well-received but it did not seem as though we had moved much since then. We had not given up though. It was much too early and we had gone through much too rigorous a training process to just quit. DayBreak Entertainment, our agency, still saw potential in us and have been actively supporting us. We had our work cut out for us but we were determined to persevere. We had come too far along to step back now.

"You're my best friend, Sky. My life would be one dull mess without you." My cold heart warmed. Adam was the universe's gift to make up for the crappy hand it'd dealt to me. I was usually alone with my thoughts most of the time. They weren’t just disturbing on some nights, but pure torture. Sometimes my mind would wander to things it shouldn’t. I tried with all my might to censor it but it never worked. I didn’t have many friends - by choice. I didn’t like sharing these scary parts of myself with anyone and getting emotionally involved. I’m sure I had spared many people the pleasure of my ominous company. But Adam - he was an exception. He didn’t know about my dark secrets, but he would unkn

Steven stared at her for a long time trying to capture this memory in his mind and at last, he succeeded. *** “Steve, meet this boy, he’s my brother-in-law’s son, Arthur.” A boy around the age of ten came and greeted Steven respectfully. He too has an interest in art and was impressed and encouraged by Steven’s art. Soon, the boy also started to practice with Steven. Arthur loved his time with Steven and Steva but didn’t know that he was only a reason for Steven to get close to Steva. One day, when Steven reached Steva's home, nobody answered it at all. Steva lived in a beach house near the castle and Steven liked to walk to her house, he liked the beach and sea. He enjoyed the cold sea bree

Steven not only gives me passionate love, but he also gives me a sense of peace. "So, where are we going now?" I ask. Steven propped his chin, wrinkled his brow in thought, and said, "We're going to Modesto, California. Do you want to go there?" I nodded in agreement. Steven was a little surprised; he asked: "Didn't you think more?" I smiled, playing with Steven's fingers stroking my lips; I answered honestly: "I can go anywhere as long as you're with me." His pale blue eyes sparkle as if my words moved him. He lowered his head, laughed, and joked, "Aren't you afraid I'll sell you?"

Where they will launch medical, psycho and educational missions in indigenous communities. I sighed. I understand what Steven is doing but why am I bored? I know there was no signal in the place he went but why was I annoyed and worried that he might have forgotten me or else something bad might happen to him? I closed my eyes. Am I just missing him or am I becoming selfish because I already love him? That I just want him by my side that I just want him to focus on me. I opened my eyes and then stared again at the two beer in cans wrapped in plastic where a Steven note for me was placed there.

David greeted and Steven smirked. "Hey, you too! Took you long enough." Steven spoke out loud, unbeknownst to him, and his mother and David's, Alice, and the Doctor jumped back. All eyes are on Steven as he converses with a being they couldn't see. Steven looked happy as they watched him. His mother was crying, everyone was crying. They all wondered if he was running mad. "That was a nice joke you played on me, what were you thinking about writing me a sad letter like that." Steven watched as a sad line crossed David's face. He didn't like that. "What's wrong?" Steven asked reaching his hand up to have them rest in David's hair.

Stacy tugs a smile after the words come out from her brims. Then, she walks and steps on the stairs carefully, planning to change her clothes and wash her face. At that moment, Stella glances at Steven and comments, "See, I can trust June. She is the best wife for our son, Steve." Steven grins a little. There is a particular fear in his brown orbs. It also resembles doubtfulness on what will occur in the future since universe tends to be unpredictable. "Let's see what future brings us. We cannot always expect too high on everything. Even, something, which seems good from outside, can turn to be bad in its final state," Steven tries to be neutral, but his tone sounds more desperate than it is

“Yes, it’s very much to my liking. What do you need, Tyler? You wouldn’t be calling if you didn’t require my assistance, and whatever it is, I’m on board, but you must help me find my ex-wife and son. That woman can really disappear.” It’s quite easy to extract information from people like him; they’re always desperate, especially when it comes to my angel. "Alright, Steven escaped from the hospital, so you know where he is." He stays quiet for quite some time; I thought the call had dropped until I heard his voice again. "Well, I know Steven has a friend living in Spain. She’s the only one I’m aware of, and they were quite close, having had some sort of relationship. I’m certain he must be