Red Diamond Steven Universe Mga Nobela at Kwento

The taste of Antonia's lips and the softness of her skin burned into her senses. She rose hurriedly, her movements frantic, her gaze searching the shadows until it settled on the brick hearth. The breath was stolen from her lungs. The gold crescent moon and star necklace lay silent on the mantle, with the ring threaded through the thick golden chain. The dazzling diamond engagement ring caught the dying light from the glass doors, shimmering beside the pendant. A sudden, overwhelming shock coursed through Portia as she grasped the devastating truth: Antonia had deliberately left her armor behind.

My mate, Lycan Steven, had pretended to be my professor at school. I had been fooled into falling in love with his tactics and acting to reclaim me—his mate. He had successfully claimed my heart again. A low growl interrupted us as a rogue appeared from the bushes. He attacked my mate, but Steven dodged swiftly and clawed the rogue's heart. The rogue was killed instantly, a testament to Steven's strength. After finishing with the rogue by consuming its flesh and discarding its head, I stood there in awe, struggling to grasp the reality unfolding before me.

But they’ll get over it once it’s done. I throw on real clothes, grab my room key, and head out. The beach is nearly empty, moonlight barely lighting the rocky coastline. I move toward a large outcropping, where I’d seen movement. I summon a spell—black and purple energy sparking between my palms. But when I round the rocks and step into view— They’re already dead. Roweena. Iona. The Red One. Laid out on the sand. Clouded eyes. Blood pooling beneath them. Chests torn open, hearts missing.

"Something that's very important to me. And in exchange, I'll help you pay off your father's debt and keep your mother safe." I shook my head, unable to believe what I was hearing. "I can't do that," I said firmly. "I won't steal for you." Valentine's eyes hardened. "You don't understand the gravity of the situation," he said. "If you don't do this for me, both you and your mother will be in grave danger. And trust me, you don't want to know what that looks like." I swallowed hard, my mind racing. It seemed like I had no choice but to go along with his demands. "Fine," I said at last. "I'll do it. But what do you want me to steal?"

Joseph replied. “Wow, you got all my riddles correctly. Congratulations!!!” Steven yelled, grabbing Joseph's hand and shaking it. He leaned closer to Joseph’s face, then said softly, “I have just one more question.” “Ask away?” Joseph asked confidently. “Do you recognize this?” Steven asked, showing Joseph the red pill they got from Siege. Joseph’s eyes widened, and he drew in a short and silent gasp. His face quickly returned to normal, and he replied, “What’s that?”

Steven stomped his feet solidly on the ground, inhaling pleasure by sucking her lips intensively wherever she twisted them to escape from him. Her anger grew bigger, and a sparkle of bluish-red glittery formed in that dragon ring. Within a second, it shone bright along with the pressure she forced on his chest, causing him to be shoved away. "Ahh!!!" Steven screamed as Abby panted hard, opening her eyes only to find blood gushing out from Steven's palm, which was pierced by a sharp edge of the thing that had been on the floor. "Steven!!" Clara fluttered, approaching him.

Questions came to him like waves, overwhelming his breath, submerging him fully. He was surrounded by unanswered questions and plenty of urgent matters. Amelia and the cub were his utmost priority. Then came Kieth and the mess of the blessed wolf and powerful existence. And at last, was the Scarlett Witch and a bleak possibility of Alpha Drefan. Thinking of the long forgotten name, Steven’s pupils trembled violently. It was this man and his ruthless, unconventional thirst for power that wreaked havoc in their lives.

Steven stood, his trembling legs almost giving way but supported by Pyra. I stood there in shock, seeing how different and foreign Pyra acted towards him. It was strange. My thoughts reeled as I continued to watch the strange man supported by Pyra. ‘There is one thing I am very sure about these strange false crimson wolves, and that is, they attack to create fear and not to kill. Whoever attacked the StoneClaw pack is either not the false Crimsons or this Steven of a guy is lying.

At least, that was the plan. The guard at the door bent slightly, opening the door for me to enter. “Alpha Zed.” They probably thought I had come on official pack business. The moment I stepped into the house, a maid scurried off toward the stairs, likely to inform Jay I had arrived. But the person I wanted to see was already in the living room. Steven. He was curled into the couch, his small hands gripping a controller, a headset covering his ears. The colorful flicker of the game lit his face, as he furrowed his little brows in concentration. My heart squeezed.

Not only did we make it to the end of the case, but we kept our red alive and it's stronger than ever. He pulls me into a hug and I rest my head on his chest, closing my eyes and listening to his heart beat. I know his world isn’t normal, but neither is mine. Hell, the Adair’s don’t back down from anything, and no matter what happens, I’ll stand with him shoulder to shoulder ready to take on the battles. There’s no one I’d rather fight beside and there’s no one I’d rather love for the rest of my life.