Corrupted Steven Novels & Stories

“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.”

Steven probably thinks I'm in cahoots with that jerk! Stella stared at her best friend, jaw dropped, thinking, 'Is the real problem Dr. Steven's misunderstanding? The main issue is that Vermont kissed her! Stella stared at her best friend, jaw dropped, thinking, 'Is the real problem Dr. Steven's misunderstanding? The main issue is that Vermont kissed her! 'She doesn't seem to see Vermont kissing her as the main problem. Instead, she's more worried about Corbin getting the wrong idea. 'That can't be the bigger issue!'

Though they knew he wasn’t a sect member, they suspected some link and wanted to question him. They’d been sure to observe the scene ghag Adrian had performed during the streetsigil game, although in Antony’s house the record was damaged but not the same for those who were watching the game live at the moment before it’s record was destroyed. And it’s actually been Steve’s own doing that he hacked into their system Immediatly after the scene. He knew that Adrian had summoned his inner strength and he knew that the people were not ready to realize such strength Adrian had within him.

"She's your childhood sweetheart. Is it right for you to turn around and do this to her?" "We're just friends," Alec said seriously. "She's not my childhood sweetheart." However, Jenny didn't seem to care. "There's no need to tell me, Mr. Faust. As I said before, it has nothing to do with me." "Jenny—" "Alec!" Yvonne cried, helping Steven out of the restroom. "Steven was attacked." Steven was sporting a bruised nose on his swollen face. The swelling of his face made him look just like a pig. Jenny covered her mouth, resisting the urge to laugh aloud.

Larry said. Having heard Larry's explanation enough, he also knew who he had to destroy at that time, Erick Bownie, a don who was no less scary than him. Steven tried to control his anger at that time. *** Steven returned to his mansion, he looked very frustrated, he grew up with a lot of wrong things, he felt like he had trusted the wrong people all this time, he hated the wrong people, and he loved his mother but he couldn't turn things around, it's too late, or almost too late.

Steven said making Anita raised an eyebrow. Did this man already forgot who he was? Or was he just not used to it? Anita wondered, Steven saw the look on her face then it hit him that he was one as well now. He sighed helplessly. “I know that I am a rogue now as well.” Steven answered a question that Anita was thinking about. “Does that mean you should not be trusted now that you are no longer a pack wolf?” she did not say a rogue since she could see how much being one bothered him.

Still yearning for that comfort, I didn’t notice Steven had walked to the front of the pillory, his figure blocking my view of Natalie. “W… what are you doing?” I mouthed. He didn’t answer. Just crouched to meet my eye level, then assessed my face like it was a parcel on the market. “Are you really gonna make her payback the favour that quickly?” Theodore chuckled, tracing my inner thighs and pussy with something that felt like leather. I glanced up at Steven when he stood, and watched him unbuckle his pants to let his cock out. Hard, throbbing, and already leaking with precum.

I cut straight to it. “Negative. All quiet. Perimeter’s secure. Why? What’s going on, Luna?” “Fuck…” I pressed my free hand to my mouth, my throat closing up. “Jane, you’re not gonna believe this.” “Luna? What happened? Are you safe? Where are you? I’m pulling a squad to your coordinates—” “No. Stand down. I’m at the mansion.” My voice cracked, barely holding together. “Jane… Steven’s dead.” "Dead? Luna, that’s impossible. He was on the east ridge at 0400. I’ll lock down the perimeter and—"

ZAHIR I stood tall in the grand hall, my gaze fixed upon my Steven. Something in his demeanor caught my attention, a flicker of unease that lingered beneath his composed facade. He can deny it all he wants, but I know there was something wrong. "Steven, is there something troubling you?" I inquired again, my voice firm yet laced with a genuine desire to understand his state of mind. Steven hesitated for a brief moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. It was evident that he grappled with the decision to share his concerns, but my stern expression urged him to speak his mind. After a moment's contemplation, he finally replied, his voice steady but guarded.

Chapter 12 MILA “In the end, I caught the cookie with him. You can never trust a cookie stealer.” I burst into laughter, unable to stomach the ridiculousness. Who stopped trusting their brother because he stole a cookie from them whilst they were young? Steven is really funny and wasn’t anything like Dawson wanted me to think he is. “It’s not funny. Cookie stealers are one of the problems against world peace,” he said, nodding at his own comical remark.