Rainbow Diamond Steven Universe Novels & Stories

As for Steven, curiously he looked more like Glen than his own son, he too was built like a Greek God of the legends of her world. He had short black hair, he was hansome and he had a mysterious gaze that would have allowed him to be a model without any problem in her world. But that wasn't what attracted her the most about him, this mysterious young man who must have been just 20 years old hadn’t taken his eyes off her since he had entered the room and his eyes were a color she had never seen before. They were the same color as her favorite semi-precious stones, amethysts.

she informed him without being able to move her jaw. Steven approached her. Bearing her jaw with his palm, Steven commented to her, "Close your eyes." Abby did. Steven's human eyes turned into dragon ones, which glittered in the sun's rays. Forming a blue sparkling light from his palm, he stayed for a while bearing her jawline. Those lights slowly cured her pain. She felt it. Wondering how his powers worked, she opened her eyes, astonished witnessing his marvelous-looking dragon-like eyes. Steven turned it to normal and brought back his hand.

But Steven just laughed. He brought Clara back to stand in front of him and gripped her arm tightly, causing her pain. “Listen to me Kitten, I forgive you tonight for not wearing the lingerie I gave you in the damn closet, but not tomorrow night, and one more thing, if you ask for a job? So this is your job, serve me for the rest of your life," Steven said and his eyes which were originally black turned into emerald green, shining and very beautiful, as if hypnotizing Clara in front of him.

He reassured her, "This is a gift I specially ordered from Aston City for you. Do you like it?" Evelyn took the gift box from Steven's hand, her eyes flashing with surprise. "It's jewelry from Diamond Dreams Jewelers. Honey, you're so good to me!" Seeing her smile again, Steven secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Diamond." Interesting. Typically, Jesse gave the girls their stage names, and there was always a reason. Cherry had hair to match the alias, even if it came from a box at Walmart. Cinnamon had a landing strip the exact shade, coupled with a spicy persona. Candy because she was sweet, and she played that role. Raven looked like a female version of the crow. Every girl was easy to spot. But Diamond didn't suit. "Seriously?" Cherry shrugged. "Jesse saw something in her. Who knows."

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

For one terrifying second, I thought it was Alexander. But then the figure stepped closer, and the light caught his face. It wasn’t Alexander. It wasn’t anyone I recognized. A man in a black uniform, his expression blank. His eyes were glassy, unfocused. In one hand, he held a gun. In the other, a small handheld device that blinked with the same blue light as the servers. Damien cursed under his breath. “Security protocol.” “That’s a person,” I hissed. “Not anymore,” he said quietly. “Those are his private guards—wired into the system. He can control them remotely.”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

A few drops of blood dripped into a porcelain dish. Bowen then pulled out a packet of powder and sprinkled it into the dish. Instantly, the blood turned a purplish-black. His brows furrowed deeply. "Veilroot Bloom. This is a poison so rare that it hasn't been seen in a century. It's colorless, odorless, and slow-acting." Shocked and furious, I asked, "Where did this poison even come from?" "The plant grows deep in the mountains, and people generally can't get their hands on it."

Both had raven black hair, almost appearing as if they were brothers. “Just let me go, I promise I won’t tell anyone about anything.” I pleaded. “Sorry, but we can’t let you leave. You are the Keeper of the Dragon Stone and Cyran is your mate and guardian. “Excuse me?” I blanched at them, unable to believe what I was hearing.