Male Gems Steven Universe Novels & Stories

Smirking, Stevens suddenly turns to me. “Beta Sam, you are expecting a male pup?” he asks. I do not acknowledge him one way or the other. “Perhaps he will be interested in assuming his role as the next Rogue King?” Steven taunts me. I start to vibrate with anger when Adam intervenes, “That deal is extended to our pups. You make any moves on them, that information comes to light,” he says coldly.

Steven just stared at Emily sharply, and changed the color of his eyes to red, making Emily very surprised, because it was the first time she saw the other side of Steven. "Why? Are you afraid?” Steven said and changed his eyes back. “Who…who are you?” Emily said. "I'm Steven," Steven said. “But…how did you change your eyes like that? You almost gave me a heart attack,” Emily said and Steven just laughed. "They call me a monster, but I'm no different from them, I'm also human, having an inner wolf, a Don, and an Alpha are different things. I have to be able to restrain myself so that the two don't mix and turn me into something bad. You know how I feel about Angel, that's another me, but cho

Rosie nods, “Let me have a look.” She hands the box to the woman, who carefully lifts the box so she can inspect the gems against the light. “Hmm, they’re blue-black. So… maybe mind control?” Greyson nods and explains what George had told them in the office. Rosie nods again, and puts her hand out over the gems and pulls some of the magic out of the smaller gems, much like Greyson had done in England.

A message from Steven lit up the screen. Steven: Emely, are you okay?

Declan taps the back of my head playfully. Dean laughs, shaking his head, "No. Goliath is very fond of you and Gem. As is Declan, and he respects that you can do that. It's normally only our Luna with that capability or other alphas, even then it's rare they can make us surrender. But now that I am looking at you and thinking back to your mother. You two do resemble the Esos family. Your green eyes. Those emerald piercing green eyes, are rare. Then the color of your fur, jet-black with an emerald green tint."

she said simply and closed her eyes to avoid speaking. She was upset. The golden daughter had been planted by clowns. If this was not a cause for embarrassment, Evie had no idea what was. She wondered if Evely’s soul could see her right now, because she wanted to see her Gemini and give her a generous whack on the head.

"No." He is lying. He is totally terrible at lying because his neck turns a bright pink color. I lean forward, putting my hands on the table so my shadow falls right over him. "You smiled at that little screen more than you have ever smiled at me, Stevens. Tell me why." His throat moves as he swallows hard, but before he can speak, the pack servants roll in big carts full of shining moonstone relics, heavy silver collars, and diamonds. "Oh, this one looks very pretty," Stevens says, picking up a silver neck collar with blue sapphires. His eyes shine bright. He grabs the jewelry like a lifeline to avoid my question, and it makes my wolf growl inside. Why is he hiding things from his Alpha?

She knew Sandra loved Aztec too, so she really didn’t have a chance with her boyfriend, but goddamn, that just made her feel like she would never really be able to have anything for herself. She had been silent for so long and still had nothing. "Aren't you a pretty little thing, darling,” Gemma said as she whispered to the woman who was now getting scared. Word on the streets had it that Gemma Stevens was the danger that looked young in the eyes and the danger that you couldn't be able to do shit about. Gemma Stevens was the kind of cruel animal that only ever attacked and never got to sit back and feel remorse and right now, the woman before her, looked so good, like she was Gemma’s next p

Winston raised his hand, his bodyguards stepping forward to stop Steven's men. Winston patiently asked Larissa, "Would you mind explaining what you think is wrong with this Unicorn Statue?" Steven angrily said, "Winson, are you just trying to go against me?" Winston scoffed, "I just want this young man to assist me. What does it have to do with you?" Steven said sarcastically, "Oh right! After all, you have terrible eyesight! Otherwise, you wouldn't have mistakenly sold valuable emeralds as scraps!" Infuriated, Winston snapped, "Steven, I've had enough of you!"

"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.