Spinel X Steven Novels & Stories

“You’re thinking too much, Xandro.” I snapped back to reality hearing Steven’s voice. He's my partner in the syndicate. He had just arrived, sat himself straight on my mahogany desk, poured whiskey into a glass, and drank it casually. “What the hell are you doing here? Won’t your wife come looking for you?” I asked flatly, without energy. “Let her be. I’ve stopped caring long ago. I’m happier with the women I keep company with anyway. But back to you.... what are you doing here brooding? I thought you’d be busy with firearms imports and the new captives,” he shot back.

“I was just a rebound.” “I belong with you. And you belong with me.” Stephen countered. “You are mine, Xavier Cavill.” “If I am yours, how come I am drinking alone in the dark?” Xavier retorted. Stephen went quiet for a while before he hung up. A few minutes later, an Uber pulled up at his gate. He quickly picked up his phone and wallet before hopping in with one destination in mind.

He wanted them to be, not considering the media or the dignitaries. Ariel followed behind. Steve was still bleeding and being dragged like a bag of potatoes. They got to the main event. The sight of the bleeding Steve on the ground devastated Ariel and angered Xavier, who said almost everything. A second beat up started. Kelvin tried to hold Xavier back before he killed Steve. He kept repeating his words. "Don't you ever lay your hand on my wife." Soon the police came to relieve Steve from the pain and torture. They came a little bit late, Steve was already halfway to heaven. Heaven? No hell.

And apparently, she hadn’t been left with the warm fuzzies if her demeanor going back inside was anything to judge by. The skin at the back of his neck prickled. There was something here. At least something worth a few more minutes of his time. It wasn’t like he had anything else to do today. Looking down at his shirt, he realized there was a small stain right below the point of his collar. With a sound of disgust, Steven jumped out of the car, walked around to the trunk, and pulled out a spare shirt from the packed suitcase he’d managed to sweet-talk out of Gloria, Victoria’s housekeeper. He threw the old one down with disgust. He really needed to find someone he could convince to do his la

Steven sneered; he continued speaking in a sarcastic tone. "Or was it that when I couldn't control you, you and someone else played BDSM? Huh? You craved men with such wild tastes." "Steven." I angrily shouted, "Enough!" I don't know why Steven always thinks I'm such a bohemian and cheap person. I was going to tell him that the wounds on my neck were caused by Killian - my stepfather. But Steven's words made me extremely frustrated. I thought he would understand a part of me when he saw me risking my life with that man. But no, I was really disappointed, even though Steven was always the one to save me every time I was in danger.

Jane advised. “Certainly, I shall,” Steven replied. “I was preoccupied when you called; we shall converse at another time,” Jane reciprocated. “Alright, take care of yourself, and thank you for always supporting me,” Steven expressed his gratitude. “Haha, anything for you, my little brother,” Jane laughed in response. Conversely, Steven has a girlfriend named Susan, who consistently supports his decisions and is aware of his intentions regarding Ethan. After finishing work, Steven went directly to Susan’s residence to inform her of his success. Upon seeing him, she rushed to embrace him.

I wish I was worth her glare. Jeez! What am I saying.. The man cleared his throat. He must have been lectured thoroughly by Echo West before coming here because every now and then, he glanced at her for permission to speak. “I am Steven. It’s nice to meet you all,” He simply said with a smile. Nobody responded. Even Athena returned to her phone. “We know who you are Steven,” Oh, that must be why he wasn’t acknowledged. The mood here was thick and Dad looked to be dozing off.

asked Tyson, he and Steven were friends since university since his pack members studied there. “I have some questions about Anita, I believe she is the former alpha Xavier’s daughter.” Steven got to the point making Tyson sigh. “Yes, she is, I was actually trying to resolve an issue regarding her when they told me you are here,” Tyson told him. “What! Is she back in the pack?” asked Steven, if she was back then that would be no problem even if she got together with Nathan.

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.

Admiration tugged at her heart, but she quickly pushed it aside when a young man made his way over to her. It was none other than Steven, King Greg’s cousin. Tall with wavy black hair and smouldering blue eyes, he had a smile that was both charming and menacing. “Why hello there,” he said huskily as he reached out for Lyra’s hand. “Hey there,” Steven said, his voice smooth. “I’m Steven. You must be Lyra.” Lyra nodded and smiled politely. “Yes, that’s me. Nice to meet you.” Steven’s eyes swept over her, and he smirked. “So, you’re the new wolf in the pack. Interesting.”