Christmas Steven Universe Novels & Stories

"Steven how you are alive?" Anna asked her in shocked. "Yeah how can it be when the car was crushed I never saw you in we thought you have fallen down the cliff" asked Phoenix. Steven walked ahead and hugged Anna. "I missed you Anna" he said while smiling. She hugged him back and was now crying. "I woke up in human world, in an orphan age, all I remember was you Anna, a family took me in but later I found out my powers and then I started looking for you which lead me here at our family mansion" he said smiling.

The moment I reached them, Steven’s face lit up as he dashed toward me and wrapped his little arms around my waist. “Hey, Mum!” he said, his voice full of joy. I bent down, kissed his forehead softly, and smiled. “Hello, my little munchkin. How was your date with Uncle Jay?” He chuckled, shaking his head. “It wasn’t a date, Mum. But it was fun!” “Good,” I said, brushing a strand of hair from his face. “Okay, go wait in the car while I talk to Uncle Jay, alright?” Before Steven could move, Jay’s deep voice cut in smoothly. “Actually, I was thinking I could drop you both home, if you don’t mind.”

Kids should have Christmas. I had cleaned up and decided to make an appearance next door, as I'd promised, when I got a call from Steve. "Hey-ho, Stevorino." "Only my Grandma gets to say that, asshole." "Merry fuckin' Christmas to you too." I teased. I heard him chuckle. "Merry Christmas is right. At least for your neighbor." "How's that?" I asked, suddenly interested.

I cleared my throat, raised my face, and said firmly, "Just give it a try, I'll tell you what I do. Until then, even if you regret it, I won't be...." Steven didn't even let me finish my sentence and interrupted me with a gentle kiss. I actually just threatened Steven a little bit because I knew I couldn't punish him. He's like my own world. There is love; there is the warmth of the man I love. Time flies so fast, we've been here for almost a month, and Christmas is coming. The bright, sparkling lights hung from the pine trees create a beautiful scene. The falling snowflakes covered the whole road with white, reminding me of the day Steven met me. It was also a cold, snowy day.

"We have waffles. Eggs. Bacon. Fruit. And hot chocolate because the guy downstairs said it's Christmas and the rules don't count." Malaya squealed. Judy's eyes widened on the screen. "Jordan Hall," she said, the stern mom tone trying and failing to hide her happiness. "You got something to say to your mother?" Jordan's throat tightened. "Hey, Mom." "Merry Christmas," Judy said, softer. "Merry Christmas," Jordan echoed. Jerry pointed a finger like a warning. "Don't drop the tray, son." Jordan laughed. "Yes, sir." Malaya ended the call with a bright, "Love you!" and clapped as if she'd completed a mission.

The crowd stares at me in utter disbelief, like I’ve lost my damn mind. "Sorry, sorry," I manage between giggles, wiping my tears. "I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but—" Another laugh escapes. "Alpha Santa? Did you seriously just say Alpha Santa? Really?" Their expressions darken, but I can't stop myself. "You’re telling me—" I suck in a breath, trying to steady myself. "The mysterious stranger who has been granting all your wishes, feeding you, protecting you, is the one you want as Alpha?" Murmurs of confusion.

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

Ava chatted about school with Darla Hale, Uncle Cole's daughter, and Jamie fought over the largest piece of roast venison with Declan Hale, Uncle Cole's son. The Christmas feast covered the entire table. Everything from the roast venison to the mulled wine and the gingerbread house was a reminder of the festive occasion, which celebrated the warmth of being with one's family. They raised their glasses, wishing each other a Merry Christmas. The smiles had already returned to every face. It was as if my disappearance had been nothing more than a small footnote of the night. I hovered by the table, watching them with a hollow feeling in my heart. I was already dead—frozen solid out in the sub-z

On entering, I found Steven sitting on his arm chair, staring into the distance and murmuring to himself. "So the dead fan is now a guardian angel to us. How is that even possible? Never had I imagined something like this to happen. Victor, Jules and Justin just believed so quickly. As if something like this is something you find daily. God! These kids are mysterious." I entered the room and took a seat opposite him. Just then, something very weird happened. Steven fidgeted in his seat, as if something umcomfortable was happening, before a small extraordinary sound escaped, releasing a pungent smell.

She remained in the car, held back by my command. “I have Steven with me for protection, and you’re calling Xander. This will all be over soon,” I assured Lea and walked towards the car roaring in our direction. I saw two muscular men coming out of the vehicle. They looked like the Mountain from Game of Thrones but on steroids. ‘Stay close to me all the time, Luna. I can smell they are not humans,’ Steven said in our mind-link. He opened the link between the three of us so that Lea could be aware of the situation as well.