Christmas Steven Universe Novels & Stories

They were wearing my Christmas gift. And they looked fucking hot. Another giggle fell from my lips after I managed to snap a picture without them realizing it. Steven’s eyes caught mine. He winked at me as he took a seat on the couch and got comfortable. “Happy?” Sev questioned when he stopped in front of me. I nodded. “Good. Can I take it off now? It’s starting to itch.” Instead of answering him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him. It was the best Christmas I could ever ask for, and I hoped that we got to spend many more together.

Elder 1- the humans are having an incurable sickness because of people like you who fucks other men. Steven was so fast I missed it, the next thing a heart was dropped to the ground, Steven pulled Cody off the table and into his arms. He took deep breath then turned around. Steven- let me introduce myself again. I am beta Steven and this is my MATE Cody. I will not stand for it, I will kill the lot of you before I let anyone disrespect him!

I'm sure the news hasn't reached you because of the blackout. “I just came here to tell you congratulations, Christine. You have successfully put all of us in a big mess. If we manage to win the war that's about to happen next, I assure you, I will make sure Evelyn gets executed. And since your mistake led to the death of a valued Beta wolf, your father will be stripped of everything he has by the council. Good night,” Steven said, then marched out of the house.

"And, this is my belated Christmas gift to you." When I accepted the license from him, I realized it was for a flower shop he'd opened for me, right in the middle of Coralsville. I hugged the license to my chest and looked at him, unaware of the tears streaming down my face. Louis scooped me into an embrace. "You're a grown woman. What's with all the tears?" he teased. As he spoke, he leaned down gently toward me. My tears melted into his kiss. … A few days later, my company notified me that the previous incident had been thoroughly investigated and that I had indeed not leaked any company data.

"What do you think?" My fork nearly slipped from my hand. "Mommy, that's embarrassing. I don't want a match." "Just get to know him," she insisted gently. "If you don't like him, then that's perfectly fine." "The young man is the son of my closest friend," Uncle Greg added. "He studied in Switzerland too. His name is Sean. He's polite, well-mannered, a true gentleman. Theo knows him well, right, Son?" At that, I finally looked at Theo. I was not mistaken. There was something dark in his expression, something sharp. Annoyance flickered across his face before he could hide it.

I went closer to my team. Brenda appeared in front of us in no time; a tall, huge muscular figure also appeared and sat on the big velvet throne-like chair that was placed at the end of the sitting room. Surprise whispers and gasping filled the air; this was the first time he will ever appeared in front of everyone, but he was still in his Santa Claus mask and his usual red suit that he never seems to take off until he wants to fuck my brains out. I wonder why he chooses to appear today of all days.

Her eyes flashed with a grief I didn’t understand. “It’s time,” she said softly, “you learned the truth about our family… and about Him.” The voices outside grew louder. A chorus of whispers. Merry Christmas.Merry Christmas. Merry Christmaaaaas… My skin crawled. Ruby lifted the lantern. And the flames inside turned black.

He started the engine and sped off. Karen watched him go, hurt creasing her face. “Hey,” Steven greeted. Karen managed a small smile. “Sorry—weren’t you with Franklin at the bar the other day?” Steven nodded. “Yes.” Then he added, “I’m sorry about my friend’s behavior. And you shouldn’t be bothered about whatever marriage proposal he’s planning. Christy would never accept him, so he’s just wasting his time.” Karen smiled and asked, “What’s your name?” “I’m Steven. I heard your name from Franklin,” he said, and they shook hands.

"Steven, I need you in Ashtonville tomorrow." Steven Warner, the White family's personal chef, was renowned for his exceptional culinary skills, having proved his mettle over two generations of the White family. "Mr. White, New Year's Eve is the day after tomorrow. Why are you asking me to go to Ashtonville? You already said that I wouldn't need to prepare the White family's New Year's dinner this year and that I could take the holidays off. I've promised my wife and kids that I'd spend the holiday with them," Steven replied.

I wish I was worth her glare. Jeez! What am I saying.. The man cleared his throat. He must have been lectured thoroughly by Echo West before coming here because every now and then, he glanced at her for permission to speak. “I am Steven. It’s nice to meet you all,” He simply said with a smile. Nobody responded. Even Athena returned to her phone. “We know who you are Steven,” Oh, that must be why he wasn’t acknowledged. The mood here was thick and Dad looked to be dozing off.