Garrett X Steve Minecraft Novels & Stories

He stirred the mixture slowly while muttering ancient words under his breath. Then he took the black stone, pressed it to his forehead, and closed his eyes. “Give me her full name,” Stooper said softly. “Gabriella Hawkins ” Steve replied without hesitation. “And the one she’s bonded to?” Stooper asked. “Simon,” Steve said, and his jaw tightened just from saying the name.

She’d been pushing her thoughts into my head, and the distance made them so faint. *I’m here, Piccolo. Stay calm.* “Garret, check and see if there’s a backdoor. Xander, you go up on the roof and see if there’s any way to get in from there. I’m sure they’ll expect me to come this way.” They both nodded and headed off. “There’s a backdoor,” Garret stated a minute later. I nodded. Looking up in time, I saw Xander step off the side of the roof. He landed lightly on the balls of his feet.

I said, shaking my head with a fake smile that didn't reach my eyes. Someone made a weird noise behind us and we both turned, only to see Natt Jackson and Aaron Hunter, standing there with their arms spread wide. "Aren't we going to get a hug too?" Natt whined, pouting his lips. "You're the worst manager ever!" Aaron backed him up, pouting like a child. "Oh, Maree! You don't have to rub it on our faces, we already know Easton is your favourite." That was Pierre, giving me a subtle wink.

And laws could cut deeper than teeth. When I arrived, the elders were already seated in a wide stone circle. Lady Margaret sat at the center, her silver staff resting against her knee. Her face was calm. And then I saw him. Garrett. He stood across the hall, tall and broad-shouldered, his dark hair pulled back in a warrior’s tie. His eyes were hard. Cold. Maya’s brother. Alpha Garrett of Silver Creek Pack. My chest tightened. Not long ago, Garrett took the Alpha crown and chose distance over family.

Like something that doesn't belong in my mind. The gear arrives three days later in a large box delivered to my apartment door. I carry it inside and set it on the floor. For a long moment, I just stare at it, not wanting to open it. Finally, I grab scissors and cut through the tape. Inside is everything I ordered. Custom hockey stick with Julian's initials engraved. High-quality gloves. A helmet with his number. All of it is top of the line. All of it meant for someone who isn't mine anymore.

but he wouldn’t be easy prey either. “And that’s your business how?” The guy shrugged. “Not trying to intrude or anything. Just wondering if you’re new to town.” He wasn’t, but now wasn’t the time to tell the truth. Instead, he shrugged. “I guess I am.” The blond beamed as they reached the main steps. “That’s great! The name’s Garrett, by the way. I’m a senior here. I’m thinking you’re a sophomore?” “Nope. Same as you.”

Evelyn asked with a sly smile and I pulled back to stare at her. “You should get used to it by now, Eve,” Garrett said with his mouth full irritating not only me but the rest of our friends since he keeps on spitting out everything that’s inside his mouth. “Because that man may look so hot and all but trust me when I say that he has the brain of a seven-year-old.” “You better shut your mouth,” I warned. “Or what?” Garrett continued mocking me, “Remember that I am your sleeping accommodation since your other friends here didn’t offer any place for you to stay because one, Emmet is afraid of your grandmother so much, and two because well Tony didn’t really offer.”

My voice, in a harsh, low growl, came out sharp with venom: "Don't step closer, Garrett. Stay away from me, or I'll kill you. Gavin, standing beside me, didn't bat an eyelid. He wasn't afraid of Garrett, not like I was. He'd been here before, seen things I hadn't, but right now, he stood beside me, his posture tense, his gaze wary. He wasn't looking at Garrett with the same recognition I was. He was watching him like a potential threat, and I couldn't agree more.

“Well, you couldn’t keep it in your pants and that’s why jerk off Levy called me in to sort out your image.” “Good job he did, otherwise I’d never have met you or been this happy.” I place my arms around her petite waist and bring her into me so she can feel the bulge in my jeans. Madi moves her hips some to be closer. “Oh, hey Mom, Dad. Er yuck what are you guys making out again? Grosse.” Garrett the eldest of the twins greets us as he heads straight for the fridge and takes out a protein packed drink Madi prepped for him earlier. He’s tall, almost as tall as me and big built. He looks hot and sweaty. His sandy colored hair flops in his moss green eyes.

Steven barked, throwing a punch. He didn't even get close. Xander kicked him down like it was nothing. Cold. Precise. "Steven Garrett," he said, voice like ice, "who gave you the guts to touch my wife?" Everyone thought Xander was some buttoned-up gentleman. But I knew better—underneath that charm was pure steel. Steven staggered up, holding his side, and turned the phone camera on Xander. "This guy? He's my wife's lover! Looks fancy, but he's just trash!"