Gem Steven Novels & Stories

"Steven." My brows furrowed. "What?" "Your date. His real name is Steven Grey. Top in his class--Biogentics. Dropped out a few months to his graduation. Went off grid for a handful of months, enrolled in business a few days ago, coincidentally on your first day of school." He stops, letting me take it all in, and then he adds, "I went back to the lab this morning. It was cleared out." A pang of betrayal shoots in my chest. Gary--Steven's eyes...they had been the reason why I had trusted him. The honesty in them. The truth that rang with each word he said to me.

A tall, handsome man came out of the power plant with a huge grin. “Gerri,” he greeted with a sigh. He lifted Gerri’s hand to his lips and gave her a kiss. “Looking beautiful as usual.” “Steven, stop,” Gerri laughed. “You do this every time I come.” “I can't help it. You look beautiful every time I see you.” Gerri shook her head and turned to face Bella. “Steven, this is my assistant, Bella.” Steven winked and offered a hand. Bella shook it and smiled. “Welcome, Bella. I assure you that you’ll have a wonderful time on your trip.”

"Junior Sister? This young lady… she’s connected to Steven? She’s…?" "She’s my master's final disciple," Garrett said with a smile. "Master treasures her more than anyone—he practically acts as if she’s his only student. I, as the senior, might as well not exist." Garrett’s background was no secret. Not only was he backed by the Rodriguez family, but more importantly, his teacher was Steven! And now, he had just revealed that Victoria’s so-called "fake daughter" was Steven’s final disciple?! Steven! That name carried immense weight!

"Tell me: why are you here? Did Joshua get you to come, or was it Jim? I'm telling you, I can forgive all the other pranks you did on me before, but not this one! If you're not going to properly coax me, I won't stop being angry!" Steven furrowed his brow and looked at the stubborn woman in front of him. He knew that she was immersed in her fantasy and would not listen to anything he said. Thus, he furrowed his brow and sternly spoke, "Miss, I'm going to tell you one last time. I'm not Luke Jones; my name is Steven Hughes. Take care." Then, he turned around and strode away. Gwen furrowed her brow. Steven Hughes? Why did that name sound so familiar? It was as if she had heard it somewhere.

Shawn refilled his glass, clearly irritated. Meanwhile, Ben Sunders was practically losing his mind. He was the one who’d brought Stevie Wimmerman to Grandview tonight. He knew Stevie controlled a lot of cash, and he was desperate to get him to invest. He’d even gone as far as to line up women for him, knowing the man’s vices. Stevie had government contracts and had donated enough money to get noticed by the higher-ups, which only made him more valuable in Ben’s eyes. But the moment Stevie stepped out to take a call, he’d vanished.

Steven loves her Mexican accent and he loves it when she is trying to fake a serious sad face. "Oh, come on don't tell me you don't like it." Steven winked and the old lady frowned. "You won't get married but you'd tease an old lady." She laughed. "You've got tons of missed calls." She finally told him. "Thanks." After breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, and whatnot, Steven went to return his missed calls. The first call was from his Secretary but he wasn't going to call her back, Steven wasn't talking to her until Monday. The second was from his mother. The third was a strange number so he called that one back. They picked up on the first ring.

She backed away, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden flowing anxiety in her veins. “Looking great as always, Dad.” Lucifer hugged his father as he came towards them with his eyes scanning the watch on his wrist. “Thanks, son.” He replied back with a smile. Damien wore a white tux, pairing it with a bow on his collar. His hair styled back in the most elegant way with his clean jaw in sight. “Let’s go shall we? It's getting late.” Stephan suddenly intervened their conversation. “Yes, mom must be waiting for us.” Vincenzo excitedly uttered.

she asked her younger sister. "No. But his aura is—" "Like the aura of a werewolf, you mean?" interrupted the man casually as soon as he finished taking off his shoes and closed the door of his apartment, extending his right hand to Veronica, who was still motionless in her place. “Gavin Brooklyn. I'm Steve's subordinate. You know him, right?"

"What do you think?" My fork nearly slipped from my hand. "Mommy, that's embarrassing. I don't want a match." "Just get to know him," she insisted gently. "If you don't like him, then that's perfectly fine." "The young man is the son of my closest friend," Uncle Greg added. "He studied in Switzerland too. His name is Sean. He's polite, well-mannered, a true gentleman. Theo knows him well, right, Son?" At that, I finally looked at Theo. I was not mistaken. There was something dark in his expression, something sharp. Annoyance flickered across his face before he could hide it.

Elder 1- the humans are having an incurable sickness because of people like you who fucks other men. Steven was so fast I missed it, the next thing a heart was dropped to the ground, Steven pulled Cody off the table and into his arms. He took deep breath then turned around. Steven- let me introduce myself again. I am beta Steven and this is my MATE Cody. I will not stand for it, I will kill the lot of you before I let anyone disrespect him!