Dan Stevens Audiobooks Novels & Stories

That said, Steven stomped out of the room in high dungeon. "Hopefully, it's not you, you or you" Iphan said, pointing randomly at different men which stood upright, all dressed in black lapel suits with their hands locked behind their backs He trailed behind Steven, Kane and Baron following behind. • Steven swiped the answer icon before placing his phone against his ear. "Hello there. Steven Chase?" Came the voice from the other end "Speaking. And you're?" "This is Vandana Larson" "Oh! Dana!" Steven exclaimed as her image crept into his head. He suddenly remembered what had happened between them the very first time they met and chuckled to himself.

I wish I was worth her glare. Jeez! What am I saying.. The man cleared his throat. He must have been lectured thoroughly by Echo West before coming here because every now and then, he glanced at her for permission to speak. “I am Steven. It’s nice to meet you all,” He simply said with a smile. Nobody responded. Even Athena returned to her phone. “We know who you are Steven,” Oh, that must be why he wasn’t acknowledged. The mood here was thick and Dad looked to be dozing off.

Hayst, I hope someday we can meet again so that the gang will be complete again. "Steven, is that you? Why did you change your number? Why did you just call now? You're really a devil, you know I feel bad, I have a fever, don't you even care?!" I said quickly. I heard him laugh softly. I've heard that crazy! You're still laughing, are you really happy because I have a fever! [Speak slowly as if a dog is chasing you because of the speed of your mouth. You're really talking.] "I know," I said quickly.

Steven’s cell phone vibrated on his desk. After making sure the room was quiet, he picked it up and pressed a saved number. His voice sounded cautious, yet full of determination. “Hello, Uncle Faisal?” he whispered. On the other end, the deep voice of a middle-aged man was heard. “Steven? It’s been a long time since you last called me.” Steven took a deep breath, staring at the large window in front of him. “I have a big plan, and I want to involve you.”

Steven lay in the rubble. He snorted weakly and said, "I'm Dragon Slayer, no. 32 on the Blacklist. I won't betray my employer." "Is that so? Go to hell then," Sebastian said coldly without any hesitation. He crushed Steven's head with one single foot. Then, he retrieved a mobile phone from the thugs on the ground. He scrolled through the contacts and dialed a number. Mateo was waiting for news from Steven and his subordinates at a five-star hotel in Steinberg.

Steven frowned. “Yeah, I want to know, Stev,” Zach asked. “What’s life like for you over there?” Zach asked again. Steven fell silent for a moment, as if considering how much he wanted to reveal. “I’m not as great as General Lee,” he said finally. “And my life isn’t as luxurious as you imagine.” Zach clicked his tongue. “Come on. Don’t be so modest. I know you’re no ordinary person.” Steven gave a faint smile, “Alright. I’m just General Lee’s assistant in the business world.”

Daniel arches his brow and say “Hii, now leave.” Steve chuckles and says “You are an asshole. I hope you know that.” Daniel smirks on his remark. “Why are you visiting that small town?” Steve asks while leaning forward. The question wipes the smirk off his face and he takes his feet off the table. “To finalize the deal,” he explains and turns sideways. He places his right ankle on his left thigh and stubbs the butt of the cigarette in the ashtray.

The other person quickly replied, and the voice sounded extremely charming: “Dear, give me another ten minutes. I have already made it into the city, I will be there soon!” Steven smiled obscenely as he recorded another reply: “Ask the driver to step on it. If you haven’t arrived within ten minutes, when I see you, I am going to spank your butt!” After he had finished speaking, he released his finger, and the voice message was sent. Just then, he suddenly heard a man laughing as he said, “Mr. Steven, I think you won’t be able to hook up with that beautiful woman!”

Steva begged him and then started sobbing heavily but Steven still didn’t spare her a glance. “My name is Steven Aldrich, not Steve. And if you want a divorce you could hire any lawyer, my wife has just passed away and you are here the next second trying to pull me back to that dirt of my past… Laura had brought me out from the dark and she never wanted me to go back into the dark.” Steven said coldly and then stood up, “I guess you won’t leave, so I am leaving.” And with that, Steven strode out of the church steadily while Steva stared at his back with sadness and guilt.

Steven spoke in a firm voice at Darius' judgments. Just like what Darius said, no matter what I do, he will never trust and accept me. However, I don't feel hurt by Darius' words when he thinks I'm a sinner; my only wish right now is to have a peaceful life beside Steven; he is all for me. Perhaps Darius had already left; I glanced toward the door when I heard a noise. Steven came in; when he saw that I was awake, he quickly walked over to me and said lovingly: