Blue Spinel Steven Universe Novels & Stories

He then eventually look up at the sky and closes his eyes. Then he allows himself to fall into the deep pool. I run towards the one-way mirror and indeed, we can see that Steven’s body has fallen inside there. “We have to leave now,” I feel Harris beside me as he opens the door and takes my wrist with him outside. We both look up and see Steven’s body floating in the pool. How can we go there? And just like that, a little orb of blue light emerges from one of the graves nearest to us. “Harris, What’s that?” I point it out. Harris turns around and looks at it, too, as confused as me. He then slowly walks towards the orb while not letting go of my hand. We go nearer towards it.

Steven said, annoyed and making me drive faster. Steven and I have always suspected that we would share a Mate. We are identical twins and have always shared everything. But we didn't suspect that our best friend Gwen would share a mate with us as well. Gwen was born a day after us, and we have always been close, she is like a sister to us. Steven and I always knew that Gwen liked girls, even though she had been dating our Beta James since freshman year.

It makes me feel more relaxed and at ease. "Aunt Jack!" Steven called out loudly, causing the two people who were working hard to do something to look up. Seeing Steven, they couldn't hide their surprise. A full-figured woman hurried towards us and was followed by the tall man. He seemed calmer, but his face was also filled with joy. As she approached, I noticed that her and Steven's eye colors were very similar. Steven's eye color seems inherited from his mother's family line.

Chapter One A lot of things changed when I reached the age of fifteen. On the night of my birthday, my mother gave me a box she said it's her present to me, for the first time in my life my mother gave me presents on my birthday. It was wrapped in red cloth with a black ribbon tied on it. There was the excitement I felt as I started to open the box. I was almost amazed at what I saw. It's a spell keeper necklace that features a beautiful deep, blue cock topped glass vial containing a blend of herbs and its vial is suspended from a Tibetan triquetra charm that was hand made from their ancestor and a spellbound bracelet filled with a mixture of hand-blended magical herbs.

I chuckle. Down in the basement, we head towards his cell where he is smiling like he's been waiting for us. "Well. You're not exactly who I expected. I was hoping my little toy would come back and keep me company." We both growl. "She's not your fucking toy asshole!" I open the cell door and walk over to him Steven right behind me. "We sedating him?" "Nah. I want him to feel every ounce of pain we give him." "Good with me." Steven leaves the cell and comes back a few seconds later with a cart full of weapons. Knives, silver nails, anything you could think of. He even has a jar of pure melted silver.

In the sacred space, Steven's voice was devoid of emotion. "I, Lycan Steven Styles, reject you Nathalie Salem Bentley, as my human mate,” he said while glaring at me with those intense hazel-green eyes. He was supposed to kill me. He has been traveling around the world for centuries just to find his mate to kill her—but he didn’t kill me… yet. "I, Nathalie Salem Bentley, accept your rejection, Lycan Steven," I said, holding onto the blanket, shielding my bare body from his eyes full of hunger.

His jaw works the way it does when the numbers won’t behave. Then the mark on my spine pulses once against Kai’s arm. Twice. A color bleeds up through my skin that I have never made. Not white. Not silver. Deep midnight blue. Kai goes rigid under me. His shadow flinches back from my body. “That’s not her light.” “Then whose is it?” Aiden’s frost climbs his own wrist without permission. Something answers from under the stone. Under the whole foundation of Aidion. Low. Patient. Amused. My skin tightens hard enough that my breath catches.

Shantal holds out her hands, the coils running electricity to her hands and shoots lightning out of her fingertips at the dragon, stunning it in place. Steve sees his opportunity and grapple up the dragons snout, staring it in the eyes. His blue robotic body slowly turning black, a white aura surrounding him. He spits out a sword from his back, looking the same color as him, and runs up the head, scraping the robotic snout up the head until he reaches the eyes. He jumps up and points his sword down, piercing the mechanical skull, laying the dragon flat on the hanger floor.

An army of visible translucent spirits stood with a storm wind, and they were like the colours of ice in the distance. Before them was an army of bloodstones all in red gleaming armours made from red diamond, and in the lead was Vivian, Janice, Hannah, and Dena.

“Wha-what do you mean by that?” “Do you not realize why Steven treats you differently than other couples? He harbors hatred towards you, which overrides any love he may have for you. This is because he associates your existence with the death of his parents, as you were connected to Mateo. Steven has a vendetta against both you and Mateo, and he is determined to make you both pay for his loss. In his mind, this is the only way he can exact his revenge.”