Romans & histoires Dan Stevens Audiobooks

"I want you to stop calling me Stevie, I always imagine myself as that tongue tied silly old boy who stays in the corner pretending to read a book just so not to gain attention." "And the book is upside down." Dana has to laugh at this because she was the one who notice it. " I think I can do that Steve. what else." Steve look intently to Dana, he want to catch her reaction. "Have a dinner date with me on Saturday night." He said seriously. "Whoah! Now you're the one pulling my leg, " Dana looked at him, trying to see if he is serious, but se was met withhis piercing blue eyes, that got her speechless.

Steven nods and the words pour out of me around sips of wine. “He treats his dad poorly, he’s a bit of a jerk, and for some reason he doesn't seem to care about anybody but himself.” I’d already told Steven Gomez a bit about my past. “It stings when I think about how I lost my family and then watch someone else throw theirs away.” I take another sip of my wine, then another, hoping the alcohol will help calm my trembling hands. “Are you cold?” Steven asks. I shake my head. “Just... mad. Frustrated. He just makes me... furious.” The more I talk, the better I feel. Steven sits back in his seat, drinking from his cup and nodding his head while I talk.

he said, "Hello, my name is Steven, and I'll take good care of you from now on." Steven Story [End]

2 years later "I know... I can't make it right now. I'm already on the road heading back to my hometown. You understand how it is. I need to give Dad a full update on how things are going with the company." Theo's voice was low and steady as he held his phone to his ear, his eyes fixed on the highway stretching out ahead of us. His thumb tapped a quiet rhythm against the steering wheel, a small tell that he was trying to wrap up the call but didn't want to seem rude.

he reassured Chris and Dell when he saw them start to protest. "Everyone, this is Steven, my mate" Chris gushed as he introduced them all, managing not to pinch himself at being able to say the words aloud. He smiled when David said they knew each other. "Where are we going?" he asked, pushing his excitement down as he put his A-Class face on, he refused to let go of Steve's hand though, grinning when he felt his mates thumb brush up his hand and over his wrist.

What a goddamn joke. The sound of screeching tires snaps me out of my pathetic little pity party. A sleek black SUV swings around the corner like it owns the night, engine growling as it slams to a stop right in front of me. My heart drops. No. No way. The door flies open like it’s been ripped off its hinges. And there he is. Alexander In a black coat. There's wrath in his eyes. Fire in his veins. He doesn’t walk toward me. He stalks. Like a beast unleashed.

Steven Since Nelson was dying to tell his secret, Steven was of a mind that it would be better if he went to him first. He had to tell Luke that he had broken his promise. It was probably the last thing that he wanted to do. Steven had always been a man of his word and when it finally counted, he had messed it all up. He was very aware of his failure, and admitting to it was not going to be easy.

Steve turned back toward the board. Nothing. Then— Knock. Knock. Steve looked toward the door. Dan stood there. “Steve?” “What?” Dan stepped inside. “We found the cab driver.” Steve’s expression changed instantly. “What?” “The driver.” Steve was already reaching for his jacket. “You found him?” Dan nodded. “He’s alive.” Steve stopped. “Where?” “Hospital.” Steve grabbed his coat. “Let’s go.” Dan followed. “I’ll tell you everything on the way.” —————- Steve drove through morning traffic.

This was not how I would survive. I looked around the empty room, but I knew they were watching. I wanted to rage at them as I had been for hours, but I needed to contain my energy. I let my head fall and simply focused on my slow breathing. I heard the door slam open, and someone tossed freezing cold water on me. It startled me, catching my breath. I simply looked at them. “No falling asleep now Daniel. We do not want you to miss anything,” Stevens says. I could not figure out why he was here himself. Like he did not have better things to be doing.

“Come on, the meter is running and the cab driver is a bit jumpy. The last thing we need is for the driver to leave us stranded in this dangerous shithole.” “I’ll only be a few minutes,” Steven said as he grabbed the bag of apparel.