Create Steven Universe Character Novels & Stories

It was strange, but he said goodbye to his friends and came up to me. "Yeah?" He asked, stopping by my cans with paint. "Um, I thought that... you might want to meet someone," I lied, but it seemed to work, "This is Thomas Black. You know him, right?" "Oh, yeah! How are things, man?" Steven asked and held out his hand to shake Thomas's hand. "I'm Steven." "Nice to meet you." The famous boy answered, with a frown and a sudden change in tone, laced with a hint of contempt.

Steven patted Summers as she cried on his shoulder When Steven said hospital, he meant the underground clinic which he had built in the conglomerate's mansion. He had employed tons of medical personnel and all had sworn an oath to work for him and keep their lips sealed. Anything other than, meant death and these personnel knew better than to snitch on X-HABIT. They were paid handsomely, so money wasn't a problem. A four wheeled drive with tinted glasses pulled up beside Steven. The driver, Ace, hopped out and opened the doors for Steven, Vandana, Summers and Jhene. After the quartet had boarded the vehicle, Ace got behind the wheels and zoomed off.

He pointed at the people around him and shouted, “I’m the heir of the Morgan family, so you’d better watch out! Don’t you dare bump into me!” The people around him complied, acting deferentially and staying out of his way. I scoffed. Although Dreamscape had been shut down, Steven was still addicted to impersonating me. I strode over and grabbed a glass of ice water from a table. I splashed it on his face. “Steven Anders!” I called. Steven looked up and glared at me with rheumy eyes. “You!” Once he realized it was me, his temper cooled down immediately. He muttered, “I’m leaving. I’m leaving now!”

I watched him walk toward us with a black canvas hand bag slung over his left shoulder and a suitcase in his other hand. Physically, Steven was a genetic aberration: he stood one meter ninety-two of pure lean muscle, with shoulders so broad they made the terminal hallway look narrow. His dark blonde hair was cut close on the sides, leaving a textured upper section, and his eyes, a deep bottle green, shone with a lucidity that bordered on arrogance. He had a square jaw, marked by a perfectly trimmed three-day beard, and sharp, gray eyes that contrasted with his dark hair, which was messily tossed in a careless way. But the most goddamn maddening thing wasn't his typical stupid athlete's body

"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.

He replied. I nodded. "That is better. Let's get their profiles, height, habits, or anything that could point them soon," I told them. "Let's get samples from the police and have them checked. We can go home now." I added. I headed first and dialed Steven's number. He is now in a sulking phase, and whenever I think of it, I cannot help but laugh. Sunny Clyde made him sulk. And it is big news for me, our family, and our friends. I can see and think that he acts like, you know, a robot.

“Wow.” “Hi, I’m Ki,” Ki stands up and they shake hands. “Steven,” he says. “Is this the bond thing?” “Yeah,” Ki says. “You are my second chance. My first mate died in battle. I have a son.” “I knocked up a stalker and I have a daughter,” Steven says. “Are you going to reject me?” Ki asks. “NO,” I yell. “Steven needs a minute to process this, but he is not going to reject you. He wouldn’t hurt you like that.”

Steva is one of the cousin sisters of his father and she is very young as compared to his parent. Steven would occasionally visit her home with his parents where he would feel enchanted by her charm and beauty, especially her sweet nature and humbleness. He discovered later that she is an artist but unfortunately she isn’t allowed to show her talent because of her husband. He felt sympathy for her as he could see the disappointment in her eyes of not being able to do as she wishes. She’s bound by rules from her husband and never complains about it. *** THE FIRST DAY OF ART CLASS Steven has put some effort into getting ready. He had worn a blue color bright tee with jeans and had combed his l

I shook my head and simply glanced at Steven, looked around and looked for what Zellor was saying that he and Gabriel looked alike. Steven has deep set of brown eyes, aristocratic nose which he inherited from Papa, sharp and chiseled jawline covered with stubbles and naturally red lips suited for a perfect gentleman. Actually, he has all the hard features, fit body, muscles and all, except for his eyes which are the only gentle part of his body and the one I like the most.

Indeed, only Kai whose family is very rich, but he himself chose to live in trouble. "Hello, what's his name?" Said Kai asked Steven in a sweet tone. "You're so cute," Kai said again, pinching Steven's cheek. Steven who saw that looked away embarrassed, making Kai pursed his lower lip in disappointment. "Hey, uncle asked why it wasn't answered, Stev," said Juna quietly as she rubbed Steven's little back. Slowly Steven turned his face, looked at Kai shyly. "Steven, my name is Steven." replied the white boy.