Red Eye Steven Universe Novels & Stories

Glen nodded and when he had wanted to approach Steven to signal him to go back to his seat, he had stopped dead when Steven gave him a warning look that clearly told him to stay away. And if he had stopped suddenly it wasn’t because of his threatening look because for him, even if he considered Steven as his own son, he was only a kid who still had a lot to learn and he was still a lot stronger than him right now. No, what forced him to stop was the golden circles that had appeared in his eyes around his pupils.

Was this the universe's way of compensating me for all my suffering lately? For a moment, there was silence in my chaotic mind. Then, as if aware of my gaze, one of them turned in my direction. He reached up and slowly pulled off his sunglasses, exposing the same piercing eyes that always managed to unnerve me. "Steven!" I gasped, my stomach twisting. His lips quirked, but his eyes, well, his eyes never wavered. "Aren't your eyes tired of staring?" he asked, an undercurrent of amusement in his voice, though I knew better than to believe that was what it really was.

"Or else what, Evelyn? Huh? What? Would you be able to fight me? Oh. I see, So you're starting to feel like our Luna. Is that why you believe you can warn me and I will pay attention to you? Look here. No matter how hard you try, you will always be an unvalued outcast in this pack. Regardless of how many times you attempt to oppose me... I won't give up." I felt myself pushing against the furthest corner of the wall next to my bed, glaring at Steven, and I cursed inside. my hands gripping the blanket even more firmly as my teeth clamped together. When the back of my head smacked the wall, he chuckled grimly. "Play nicely and be a good girl. It's not like you've never had sex before or that y

Which made the vision even worse. Chris rubbed a hand over his face. "Anna had another vision." Steve immediately became serious. "What did she see?" Silence fell across the room heavily. Then Chris answered. "Blood Moon falling." Steve swore quietly. "And?" Chris hesitated and Anna felt it instantly. That tiny hesitation, that hint of doubt. Then Chris finally said, "She saw someone standing beside Draven." Steve's expression darkened. "The traitor." Anna looked down. Unable to watch Steve's reaction. The next words felt like knives.

Steven was his best friend, and he needed him to be like Nelson. By the time the coffee was ready, Steven was getting out of the shower and Luke noticed something red on his neck. He asked him about it and Steven grabbed it for a minute and said how it was nothing. It didn't feel like nothing. It felt like there was something that Steven was keeping from him. It looked like a hickey.

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

It just took everything that happened to get here and I would not change a single thing because every single thing led to this room, this man, this daughter, this life. Eyes open. Always, always, eyes open. Clara breathes. Rhys holds my hand. We smile.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

He groaned. Steam had filled the room, so when I was finally able to opened my eyes, Waylon was barely visible but his black eyes were clear as day.

Yep, good thing she’s got that shirt on, or I’d have to rip their eyes from their sockets. Because I’m watching her, I see her frown, her head tilting to the side as she watches Dr. Stevens. I crook my finger at her beckoning her forward as Dr. Stevens leaves the room. “What was that look?” I ask, realizing that my mate’s eyes are a grey-green color, almost sage. My eyes are green too, but not as dark as hers. “What look?”