Corrupted Steven Novels & Stories

I didn’t understand why she hated him so much. “I heard you,” I said with a fake smile and refrained from adding that I didn’t care what Nico did or didn’t do with his time. I was fascinated with Nico, but I hated all the DeLuca brothers. Samson especially hated Nico because he had destroyed his life, and he had never forgotten about it. Those men destroyed everything they touched. That was how I knew that Nero would sooner or later sabotage himself when it came to Serena, and she would end up being tainted or destroyed just like everyone and everything that got too close to that family.

Steven rolled his eyes and replied, “Not yet, but you shall soon hear that he has been dismissed. However, the good news is that I have successfully hacked his computer and can now access it from my own.” “Oh my goodness! Are you being serious right now?” Jane asked, astonished. “Indeed, I am,” Steven affirmed. “How did you manage it so quickly? The last time we spoke, you mentioned that he keeps a close watch on you,” Jane queried. “Well, I employed a little ruse,” Steven responded. “And what sort of ruse did you employ?” Jane probed.

Questions came to him like waves, overwhelming his breath, submerging him fully. He was surrounded by unanswered questions and plenty of urgent matters. Amelia and the cub were his utmost priority. Then came Kieth and the mess of the blessed wolf and powerful existence. And at last, was the Scarlett Witch and a bleak possibility of Alpha Drefan. Thinking of the long forgotten name, Steven’s pupils trembled violently. It was this man and his ruthless, unconventional thirst for power that wreaked havoc in their lives.

Erica's assistant peeked in, followed by a man wearing a Stone Corp ID. “Good afternoon, ma’am,” the man said politely. “Mr. Stone sent us. We’re here to begin the recovery process for your corrupted files.” Kathalina blinked, a little surprised but not entirely. Of course, Thirdie had already acted on his word. “Oh… yes, please go ahead,” she said, standing up. “Steve will show you the server room.” “Got it, boss,” Steve said with a grin, leading the IT man out. As he passed her, he whispered, “See? Told you he’s serious.”

He deeply regretted it, and that was why he cared so much for Roy. However, Steven deeply regretted kidnapping Emma and Mark, which is why Mark was now able to return home. After confessing everything to Roy, Steven died because he couldn’t bear the shock of his lifelong company going bankrupt. Steven’s company had committed illegal activities, leading to its collapse, and everything had returned to square one. Emma hugged her parents, grateful that she had saved them, and they were now living well. One year later, Sara returned to acting, pursuing her passion, and publicly announced her relationship with Roy. Roy continued to travel around for inspiration to paint.

“Where is the relic?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Steven cried out as the man shot him in the leg. He writhed around on the ground for a moment before curling up on his side. It made me think of all those hours I lay on the floor, curled up from the pain that wracked my body when Lilian was poisoning me. “Pluck his brain,” the guy said. “We don’t have all day.” Steven grew stiff as another vampire approached. The man force him onto his back and put a hand on his head.

Perhaps, he would help him for Irene's sake. When Steven came back to the city, he happened to discover that Lily had just attacked Irene. He took the opportunity to pretend that he fell sick and was admitted to the hospital to figure out a solution. Steven saw a glimmer of hope when he saw Edric clarify the matter's ins and outs on TV. It could be imagined how infatuated he was with Irene when he would rather let his mother, Margaret, take the blame to white wash Irene. That glimmer of hope eventually grew into a bright ray in Steven's heart.

“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.

He cleared his throat and said, "Diana, your imagination is so rich." "What do you mean?" Steven put his arm out in front of me at this point, then explained: "Look, my vein is broken. Out of concern for you, I pulled out the infusion tube. Besides, Sharmaine and I aren't what you think they are. I also have my own rules." "Damn it! Why do I have to explain this to you? I really have lost my mind." Steven muttered in an angry voice. I'm still not wholly convinced; I don't intend to hide what I've seen.

“Sign this agreement. It extends your probation by three months and cuts your pay by forty percent.” Adeline Lancaster, the HR manager, casually filed her nails. She didn’t bother looking up as she rolled her eyes. “Don’t think this company can’t run without you just because you wrote the core architecture. “Tristan Rothwell has taken over all your code. You can pack your things and get out whenever you want.” I stared at her arrogant face and let out a cold chuckle. I had been with the company for three months and written every single line of the core codebase. Yet she had stalled my permanent position approval for over twenty days. She wanted to steal my hard work, cut my hard-earned