Herobrine X Steve Novels & Stories

"Hey, are you okay!" Skylar's head snapped as she finally walked down the steps, encountering her elder brother, future Alpha of the Crystal heart pack, Steve, who had a bulky, muscled body, dyed silver hair, and a pair of grey orbs. "Steve!" Instantly, she became activated as she jumped into his arms, embracing him tightly while he chuckled and stroked her hair, her scent filling his nose but he frowned when a weird sensation build up in his system. She pulled back from the hug and beamed at her big brother. "When did you return, I missed you!!"

5 million to buy Janie’s silence. He cursed through the pain as he grabbed his phone from the bed. He dialed David’s number and waited. The wait didn’t take long. Davis had been his buddy since his high school days, and he always came through for him whenever he needed his help. If it had not been for David, Joe would not have known about Leon’s betrayal of Bella. “I appreciate you checking up on me this early morning, buddy, but you are ruining something else. We are just about to start the morning glory,” David's joked.

Her hand loosened and I retreated my own. "The kind of conversation and you guys held towards each other before did kinda gave it away." I drawled out, picking up my shake. She drew out another sigh. "Sylvie was my bestfriend and a junior to me." I absentmindedly nodded, twirling the plastic within my hand. "Her bro---" She was cut off but a loud thud of the door and it took me all not to flinch at the spot. Old habits, die hard. "Xander and Xavier." She paused momentarily, rolling her eyes again.

Sean showed up again, looking so thin that he was almost skeletal. He tried to stab me from behind with a knife while I was caught off guard. But ever since he'd contracted the virus, he was so weak that a gust of wind could knock him over. Thus, I easily took the knife away. "Shane! Give me my life back!" he shouted. I kicked him. "I wasn't the one who gave you the disease. You've got the wrong person. "Everyone must pay for their crimes, even if they're reborn. Macy has already been convicted, and your retribution isn't far off.

She stares at me. “I bought the necklace back instead,” I say. “And I gave it to Cain and told him to give it to you. Because I knew you were scared you were losing him. And when you asked me what happened to the jersey I told you I got scammed.” I finally look at her. “I watched you look at him like he’d saved your life and I thought — okay. That’s enough. That’s what I can give you.”

I let my eyes draw back to his face. “No. It didn’t scar, baby. It’s just cold coffee. Did I hurt you?” he asked instead, in a gentle tone. I let my eyes remain on his for far too long. He had heterochromia—one eye brown, the other a striking shade of grey. His well-proportioned nose, his firm jawline brightened by freckles, and damn near had a lip piercing, ear piercings. Jesus Christ. Such an alpha beauty? “No! I’m fine. Th-thanks,” I said, stuttering, reaching for my handkerchief to dab against his clothes, a smile still forming on my lips.